past planes

I Want Crazy

Originally posted by constiellation

Summary: you’re surprised when someone familiar sits next to you on your plane ride home, and even more surprised when he talks to you

Song Inspiration: I Want Crazy, Hunter Hayes

Pairing: Jensen x Reader  (sort of)

Word Count: 1,500

Warnings: language, mild embarrassment, other than that none

A/N: so I’ve never written Jensen before, and I’m kind of nervous about it… let me know what you guys think. Also, sorry for the Massachusetts crap, but I don’t know anywhere else well enough.

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Everyone: ready for school!?

Me:

The Night Witches

In 1941 the order was made to create three all female air squads by Stalin one of these was the 588th Night Bomber Regiment.  Even though the 588th were only equipped with Po-2 which were very obsolete even for that day they still managed to accomplish great night raids and bombing runs. By the end of the war the Night Witches had done about 30,000 bombing raids and dropped at least 23,000 tons of bombs of the Nazis. They gained the name Night Witches from the sound of their planes whooshing past at night, the German soldiers thought that the whoosh noise sounded like a whoosh of a broomstick through the night hence the name “Nachthexen” or “Night Witches”. The accomplishments of the 588th got some of the pilots and commanders the Hero of the Soviet Union which is the highest title they could have earned and rightfully so as they are true heroes of the night.

Bad Dreams.

I wept at miabicicletta‘s story Every star a sun, then I got to thinking about parent!lock in general and the tropes included in it and why I personally love those tropes. Then I got to thinking about how they could perhaps be subverted and to put a story short— AU where the Moriarty message never happened and I’m so sorry.

The door creaks open, the hallway light a slice of yellow against the dark and the stars in the sky still glitter. She turns her head, her hands tucked underneath her thighs. She outstretches one towards her little man. He grumbles, fingers on the doorknob and his other hand pulling at his curls. It’s the same old dream. She sees it in his face.

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anonymous asked:

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of?, 31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

[Unique Questions Meme]

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of?

That moment during meditation when you feel yourself drift past this plane of existence, and stand on the edge of complete oblivion; Staring out through optics that aren’t yours into the void where time is irrelevant and the singularity of your being is meaningless.

And when glitchmice scurry out from no where.

31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

SPOILERS!

Travel Therapy

Travel always makes me feel nostalgic. When I leave on a long-haul flight I’m usually not too excited, that doesn’t happen until I land. The solidarity of flying forces me to spend some time thinking about my life and how I’m feeling. I guess travel also makes me feel this way as I’ve used it as a healing mechanism in the past.

Catching a plane, spending time alone, creating an adventure, exploring new cities, and immersing myself in new cultures: these are all things I’ve done in the past to help me move forward. I love travelling for this very reason. It’s expensive therapy, but it works for me.

The first half of these three flights from Australia to Germany I was feeling very emotional and upset. The past 4 years have been extremely intense. At least I can say I don’t lead a boring life, it doesn’t quit throwing me curveballs. I’m going to use this next 3 weeks of travel to really think about my future. What I want in life and where I want it to take me. The goal is to return to Australia feeling grounded and strong.

I’ll keep you all updated on how that goes…

yet another one of my Dean/Cas fics just hit 1,000 kudos on AO3.

oh!

The fic in question is Minty Fresh Kisses - an 8k ditty in which Dean teaches Cas to brush his teeth. Yeah, for real, I wrote a fic about that. 1,000 lovely people liked it. I am delighted.

And I missed it when it happened, but Love Him in His Sleep (Love Him Always) already bypassed 1,000 kudos and already has over 1,100. (Did I ever think anyone would enjoy a 32k fic with dreamwalking fluff and somnophilia as much as I do??? Nope.)

…I’m a tad dumbfounded here. With these two hitting quadruple digits, there are now eight fics of mine that have over 1,000 kudos. That is not only an incredible freaking privilege for me to witness, but it’s also REALLY FREAKING INCREDIBLE.

GUYS, YOU MAKE ME SO DARN HAPPY.

Thank you for your kudos and your appreciation and your comments and love and messages. I am humbled and honoured, and I love you all. Bless you and your little cotton socks.

[also, because I can: all my fics on AO3 arranged by number of kudos]