damn aviators

open hearts, open minds

Fandom: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Chapters: 4/?

Words: 23,666

Relationships: Oikawa Tooru/Tendou Satori/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Oikawa Tooru/Tendou Satori, Tendou Satori/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Oikawa Tooru/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Bokuto Koutarou/Kuroo Tetsurou

Additional Tags: Polyamory, Falling In Love, Denial of Feelings, Aged-Up Character(s), Alternate Universe - Post-Canon, Established Relationship, Metamours to Lovers, Long-Term Relationship(s), Sexual Tension, Rough Sex, Piercings, Subspace, Dom/sub Undertones, Angst with a Happy Ending, Polyamory Negotiations, Kink Negotiation, Don’t Try This at Home

Honestly, Oikawa hates that his own shirt looks better on Tendou than it ever did on him. He hates it. But instead of glaring like he wants, he catches himself admiring the way the red in the shirt matches the color of Tendou’s hair, the orange flecks in his eyes to the exact hue. They’re his colors, as wild and uncoordinated as he is.

By the time they make it to the store, Oikawa is flushed and more than a little annoyed–which is nothing short of remarkable, since Tendou hasn’t even said anything for the last ten minutes.

“I don’t understand you one bit,” Oikawa huffs as he squirts some of the store-provided hand sanitizer into his palm before grabbing a basket. “You brought literally an entire suitcase full of designer clothes, and yet you go out of your way to steal my ratty shirt from the year two-thousand-and-sixteen?”

Tendou glances down at his carefully curated outfit. “I’m not sure what you’re bitchin’ about,” he says. “I look damn good. The aviators cinch it, I think.”

Read it here >> http://archiveofourown.org/works/8533318/chapters/23298678

Horror History III: The Tenerife Airport Disaster

March 27th, 1977: The single deadliest accident in aviation history occurs at Los Rodeos Airport on the island of Tenerife, a member of the Canary Islands.

An extraordinary chain of events led to the collision of two fully loaded Boeing 747s at takeoff speed, killing 583 of the 644 passengers involved. Percentage-wise, the accident had just over a ninety percent fatality rate.

The two planes, an American Pan Am Boeing and a Dutch KLM Boeing, were originally scheduled to land at Gran Canaria Airport, but after a bomb exploded in a terminal, they were rerouted to Los Rodeos Airport on the island of Tenerife.

The airport was small, and couldn’t easily accommodate such large aircraft. Once the threat at Gran Canaria had been contained, the planes were allowed to depart Los Rodeos to land there.

The two planes took up the entire taxiway, the KLM in front and blocking the Pan Am from departing. The Pan Am was ready to depart, but was forced to wait as KLM decided to refuel. It’s full tank of fuel served only to make the incident that much more deadly.

(Photo of the KLM [The Flying Dutchman] with the Pan Am in the background–last picture taken before the crash)

Once the KLM was ready, it was allowed to move onto the runway to the other end, where it would turn around and take off. This is known as backtaxiing, a maneuver in which the plane will move to one end of a runway and turn around, rather than use a taxiway to get there.

The Pan Am was instructed to follow the KLM down the runway, and turn off at the third of four exits. This required increased vigilance and communication, as there would be two planes on the runway at the same time.

Such vigilance and communication were hampered, however, by a thick fog that had rolled over the airport during the delay. The planes were unable to see each other on the runway, and the tower was unable to see either of them.

As the KLM was reaching the end of the runway and beginning to turn around, the Pan Am was following it, looking for the third exit on which to turn off. Some discrepancy occurred in the Pan Am cockpit as to which exit was the third. They wrongfully believed the fourth exit was the one the tower wanted them to take, and they proceeded to it.

The KLM was now facing down the runway, pointing at the Pan Am which was traveling towards it. 

The KLM asked for and received ATC clearance to begin it’s takeoff. The KLM captain stated, “We gaan” (“We’re going”). The Pan Am heard this and said, “No eh-”. The next move was fatal.

The Pan Am co-pilot had said “No eh-” and faltered. The tower, hearing the uncertainty of the Pan Am, told the KLM “stand by for takeoff”. At the exact same time, the Pan Am finished his sentence: “And we’re still taxiing down the runway, the clipper 1736.” Since both messages were transmitted simultaneously, the frequencies interfered with one another. The KLM heard neither.

The tower, believing the KLM had stopped, tells Pan Am “Roger alpha 1736 report when runway clear.” The KLM hears this transmission.

The Flight Engineer on the KLM, which is still moving to take off, says, “Is hij er niet af dan?” (“Is he not clear then?”).

The Captain of the KLM says, “Wat zeg je?” (“What did you say?”).

The Flight Engineer responds: “Is hij er niet af, die Pan American?” (“Is he not clear, that Pan American?”)

The Captain says, “Jawel” (“Oh yes!”).

The ambiguous, double-negative style question of the flight engineer confused the exchange between the two men. Nonetheless, the captain believed the runway to be clear, and sped up for take off.

By the time the planes saw one another, at a distance of 2300 feet, the KLM was moving too fast to stop. 

The Pan Am captain, upon seeing the 400-ton behemoth coming out of the fog at a hundred and twenty miles an hour, said, “There he is…look at him”. His reaction caught up with him and he screamed, “Goddamn that son of a bitch is coming! Get off! Get off! Get off!”

The Pan Am hits the throttles to turn off the runway. The KLM begins its rotation (the actual takeoff maneuver) to clear the Pan Am. However, the KLM was not moving fast enough, causing it to merely drag its tail along the runway. 

It leaves the ground less than 400 feet from the Pan Am. The KLM’s nose clears the Pan Am, but the lower fuselage and engines smash into the upper right side of the Pan Am’s fuselage at one hundred sixty miles an hour. The Pan Am was nearly ripped in half, with the KLM’s right side engines crashing through the Pan Am’s upper deck just behind the cockpit.

(CGI of the impact)

The KLM remained airborne for mere seconds following impact. The engines stalled almost immediately, and the KLM hits the ground 500 feet down the runway from the Pan Am. It slides down the runway for a thousand feet, until the fifty five tons of full in the tank ignites and explodes. Every person on the KLM dies.

Sixty-one people manage to climb out of the wreckage of the Pan Am. Three hundred thirty-five did not. 

Fire crews responded to the scene of the KLM crash, not even knowing there was another plane involved. The thick fog kept the Pan Am hidden. So, for twenty minutes after the collision, only civilians stood around the Pan Am, watching. 

One survivors recalls: “When I got out on the ground I could hear people screaming, yelling (inside). Within about five minutes you heard absolutely nothing. There was no noise at all. Just the airplane burning." 

In fact, while some died due to the blunt impact of the collision, most died from the fire and explosions that occurred as a result. Dozens of initial survivors were still buckled into their seatbelts, waiting to succumb to the smoke and the flames and the heat.

A morgue was set up in one of the hangers. All 234 passengers and 14 crew members of the KLM died. 56 passengers, and 5 crew members, including everyone in the cockpit, of the Pan Am survived.

KLM, upon hearing news of the accident, wanted to launch an investigation that included their top pilot, Captain Veldhuyzen van Zanten. However, they could not reach him, as he was in the Los Rodeos Airport hanger, waiting to be identified.

Captain van Zanten, the captain of the KLM in Tenerife, had arguably been the largest cause of the accident, having ignored the insistences of his crew-mates. 

The accident resulted in international policy changes, including a greater emphasis on English as a common working language, discouragement of single-phrase acknowledgments, and a reduction of a hierarchy among crew members, replacing it instead with team-decision making, and mutual agreement. Crew mates became encouraged to voice their concerns to those in charge.

(A survivor in front of the Pan Am plane)

15 Day Destiel Challenge

10. confronted by something they are afraid of

“Second I see you, I am so kicking your ass.”

“Dean, calm down.”

“You expect me to just hop into that metal death trap?”

“Dude, you’re gonna be fine.”

“Says you.”

“It’s barely an hour. I think you can handle it.”

“And why can’t I drive there again?”

“I think the ocean and the complete lack of roads might be a pretty good reason.”

Dean digs his knuckles into his forehead, blowing out a breath.

Leave it to his moose of a brother to get married in Hawaii. Fucking Hawaii, of all places, completely inaccessible by car, and on top of that—at some random ass place on the island only accessible by helicopter. Jesus. Just because Jess’s parents happened to be botanical researcher geniuses slash whatever the heck they are—with a gigantic house and estate on Oahu—that didn’t mean they needed to have the ceremony there. Dean would have preferred literally anywhere else.

“Dean, take a deep breath.”

He clenches a fist, but he listens to his brother, and does. It doesn’t help.

“It’ll be over before you know it. And then you can beat me up or whatever.”

“Count on it,” Dean mutters. Sam hangs up and he shoves the phone in his pocket, grumbling.

“Ready?”

Dean turns, biting the inside of his cheek. The rotors are going, whipping the air and making it nearly impossible to hear anything, but there’s his pilot, approaching him across the tarmac.

If he was thinking straight, he’d probably go into flirt mode and start hitting on the guy, because seriously—damn—aviators and sex hair have always been a thing of Dean’s—but he’s seriously trying not to throw up right now, so normal goes right out the window.

Oh shit. Don’t think about things going out windows.

“Hey, I’m Castiel,” he says, stooping briefly to grab Dean’s duffel. “I’ll be your pilot today.”

Dean just nods. His palms are sweating and he’s pretty sure his face has turned a nice shade of green by now.

But he climbs into the helicopter after the guy, wind whipping his hair and his clothes.

Oh fuck, he thinks.

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anonymous asked:

Blizzard released an Overwatch image on their twitter account to promote the WoW movie and it basically confirms that Mei is not thin, or as so many on tumblr say, 'thick clothed'. Well, yeah, her clothes are thick since arctic shit and stuff, but she's also not skinny. In the image, she's dressed more formally and you can see shes got some chub. Also Tracer's wearing a damn suit and her aviators and WM's creeping in the background trying to be incognito while watching Tracer they gay

this is great, lucio is wonderful, tracer is gay, mei is fat, and widowmaker is not fooling anyone about scoping out tracer

but why this look like it was made in sfm