So… After the light of creation lands on a new plane, the hunger flashes in the sky when it locates it. So the reason why they were able to stay in this world for I’m assuming 10+ years when they couldn’t last 1 in others is because of the relics. Separating them did in fact keep the hunger from finding the light of creation. And the moment they got a couple of them together, the hunger spotted them. That’s what the carnival chaos interlude was, the hunger found them. Oh fuck as I’m writing this I realize its been exactly a year since that lmao.
Anyways this all means they were all genuinely safe because they split the relics, but in doing that they damned the world in a different way bc then it became the light of creation that was destroying everything bit by bit. And its perfectly reasonable why lucretia couldn’t let that slide. They were all perfectly safe from the hunger until they brought a relic in.
Summary: There’s something romantic about passing notes on a plane.
Word Count: 1,450
Warnings: Alcohol mention
A/N: I’m gonna be on various flights all week and what better way to pass the time than daydream up various situations like this? Told in Lin’s perspective! Ignore the fact that the flight attendants were assisting guests from back to front. ____________________________
Lin was convinced he had forgotten the entire English language with how difficult it was proving to be to write something as simple as an email. It wasn’t even an email about anything substantial, Disney was just wanting him to plan his next meeting before the wheels of his plane were even off the ground, as per usual. He normally would have no problem scheduling it but they needed him to head this next one so the animators could get down first draft sketches for his song, a song he had yet to finish, and they needed a proposal by tomorrow morning.
‘Boarding Priority Access and Families’ the sign blinked and Lin gave up, shoving his phone into his pocket. It was the first time he had looked up from his phone since he had passed through security forty minutes ago when he met your eyes, he blinked in shock. The colors in your eyes danced in the sunlight as you offered him a soft smile before your eyes flitted onto the next thing that was lucky enough to capture your attention.
Chapter Summary: You’re a slightly inexperienced actress who landed a role on your favorite tv show: Supernatural. You pack up your life and go to Vancouver, leaving behind your boyfriend Andrew.
A/N: This is sort of a prologue/set up for the story. Part two will be out soon! Also, if you would like to be tagged, let me know!
Warnings: None for now
Pairings: Andrew x Reader, Misha x Reader (eventual)
Word Count: 1.5k
You had moved out to Los Angeles with your boyfriend Andrew a couple of months ago to live with him while he went to college there. You weren’t in school, so you decided to give acting a go. You did a couple plays in high school, so you thought why not. You were currently in a weekly acting class, and you had even got a role in a couple of commercials. It wasn’t much, but you got paid a little bit to do it and it was fun.
One afternoon, while sitting at a Starbucks, the casting director from one of the commercials gave you a call. You thought maybe she was going to ask you do another commercial. Instead, she told you about how this producer from a tv show had reached out to her. Apparently, this producer said that they were going to be bringing a new character onto the show, and you had the look that they envisioned. You tried to tell the woman from the commercial that you really weren’t ready for something like that, that you had only been at this for a few weeks. She assured you that most beginners don’t even get commercials as quickly as you had; and with that she gave you the information to contact this producer.
It took you a couple of hours to work up the courage to call this producer. You actually had stayed at Starbucks just nervously playing with your phone and ordering enough coffee to keep you awake for three days. When you finally called him, you were relieved to find out that he was very eager to talk to you. He asked you if you’d be able to swing buy their LA office tomorrow for an audition. He sounded excited when you told him that’d you’d be there.
You were practically shaking from how nervous you were about the audition. This is ridiculous, you thought. You didn’t even know what the name of the show was, sure you probably could’ve googled the producer, but what if you went in there knowing what you were getting into, and they got mad because you already knew or something silly like that? As you were waiting you couldn’t shake the thought that this could potentially be a really big deal for you.
The audition came and went, the people that were at the office were really nice, they knew how much experience you had with acting -or lack thereof-. Somehow, you ended up nailing it, and before you knew it you were signing the papers to get this show on the road. As you were looking at the papers, you noticed they didn’t have the name of the show. Only the location of where it was filmed.
“Wait,” You said, “What show is this? These papers say it films in Vancouver? Like the Vancouver in Canada?”
“Yes,” the woman helping you out with paper work began, “It does film in Canada, have you heard of Supernatural?”
You practically fell out of your seat. Supernatural. Your favorite tv show.
“Supernatural? like, Sam and Dean Winchester Supernatural?”
“That’s the one, is there a problem miss Y/N?” She raised and eyebrow at you.
“No no, I just uhhh, I just..” You were searching for the right words.
“You’re a fan of the show?” She finished your broken sentence.
“Yeah, uh, that’s not a problem is it?”
“Not at all miss Y/N, you’re not the first fan to have a guest role on the show.” She reassured you. “Alright, so you’ll leave Friday morning. Welcome to the Supernatural family miss Y/N.”
She handed you your plane ticket and your first script, then stood to shake your hand. You said your goodbyes and that was it. You only had one thing left to do.
You hadn’t seen Andrew since the day before yesterday. Sometimes with him being in class all day and then having to work, you went a day or two without seeing each other. Not to mention, you figured you wouldn’t get the role; and if you did, you figured the show was probably filmed right there in California, not Canada.
Andrew was great. You two had been together for five years, since your senior year of highschool. He was a little bit of a nerd, but you loved that about him. It was a huge reason why you were sure you wanted to marry him some day. Not to mention, he was your first everything. Your first boyfriend, your first kiss, and he was the guy you has lost your virginity to. In the past five years you two had gone through everything together, you were going to miss him.
At first Andrew thought you were joking. He knew that Supernatural was your favorite show, so he was convinced that it was just a prank; but then you showed him you plane ticket, and you flashed him the script that they gave you. You had to make sure he didn’t see any of it though, that was kind of like rule number one of being on a tv show.
“So, how long will you be gone?” He asked, there was a certain sadness in his voice. You two hadn’t really been apart for more than a few days at a time during the course of your relationship.
“Four weeks, they have me on for three episodes. But there’s a chance they’ll bring me back in the future if the fans like me.” You couldn’t help how excited you were, you would have fans! Even though you didn’t know how this would affect you and Andrew, something felt right about this decision.
You and Andrew decided to do the long distance thing, it was only a month after all.
Friday morning rolled around before you knew it you were in Vancouver, on your way to the hotel. When you got to the hotel you were glad that this trip was all expenses paid, because there was no way you could afford this otherwise. You were checked in, in no time. You didn’t start shooting until Monday, but you had to go to the set to get some more paper work done.
Sitting in the producer’s office almost felt like sitting in a principal’s office. You felt like you were in trouble even though he was thrilled to meet you. He told you about how he stumbled across your commercial, and when you two really got into talking about your character you started to see why he was so eager to cast you. You brought up that you didn’t have much experience but he assured you that everyone on set would be more than helpful. “Every actor starts somewhere.” he said. You would remember that. Your meeting was interrupted by a knock on the door, and you turned around to see Misha standing there.
“Hey, you gotta get out here man, Ruth got Jared good.” He was laughing as he was talking.
“Misha, I’m glad you stopped in, this is Y/N. She’s going to be playing Blair.”
“Well, hello there Y/N,” He held his hand out to shake yours. “Why don’t you come out and see what goes on here, besides acting?”
You looked to the producer and he nodded a motioned for you to go. Just seconds later you were walking with Misha Collins. Misha Collins. And he was bringing you out to see what Ruth Connell did to Jared Padalecki. You’re head was quite obviously spinning.
“So, you’re a fan of the show I take it.” Misha said
“I- uh..well, sure, I guess.” Stupid stupid stupid you thought. Why did you always freeze up like that.
“It’s okay, I can assure you that you’re not the first fan to be on the show, at least you’re not screaming. You know Kathryn Newton? She screamed.” You laughed at his response. Still trying not to talk if you didn’t have to. You could not make an idiot of yourself in front of these people that you had looked up to for so long. Even though now they were your co workers. For a few weeks anyway.
For the rest of the afternoon you just hung around on set, asked for advice on some things, like how to “fake fight” or what certain words meant. Misha even showed you how to lock up your social media accounts so that all your info would be safe when you started gaining followers.
You were so ready to get started on this show. By the end of the day you were worn out. You just wanted to get back you your hotel, read your script and go to bed. You were still in shock when you got back. Your dream job -that you didn’t even know was your dream job- literally just fell into your lap. You also didn’t want to jinx things by saying something, but you were pretty sure that they’d have you back after your three episodes.
You went to sleep so that you could start getting good and rested for Monday, you were going to just relax and read your script all weekend. This was the best thing to ever happen to you.
i remember what you were wearing
the first time i saw your underwear
inching up your back as you bent over
your passenger seat. i remember your bed,
comforter bunched up like bath cloths
lathering the only body you knew how to feed.
i remember climbing out your bedroom window
and rolling joints on your rooftop,
pretending we were on the planes
flashing seamlessly through the night sky
like a rescue mission. i remember air
heavy with summer, smoking weed in
my underwear between breaths. i told you
it felt like i was dreaming and you laughed.
we got lost in a state park once and
we had to jump a fence in the darkness.
you tried to kiss me in front of the flowerbeds
because i didn’t take your hand coming down.
the sky swallowed the stars whole
that night, but i was too busy staring
at your eyelashes to realize that we kind of
like it when our dark smothers our light.
i remember the first hickey you sucked out
of my heart, imprinting the bruises
on my body, vodka harsh on your lungs
like thunderstorms. i remember you
held my hand, cheeks roaring like forest fires.
my hands started shaking, fists like newborns.
with you, i remember the moments–
and with him it was all him him him.
god, i loved him so much i couldn’t sleep.
i remember waking up missing him
like his lungs were attached to my breath
and smelling his scent on my skin
for three days after we met.
i remember feeling hallow. empty.
climbing through dark tunnels with
nothing to grasp onto except
for old feelings. i remember feeling
like a character in his novel that everyone
knew the title of but me, where the first
kiss goodbye felt like crumpled leaves.
but you turned my story into potpourri.
and with you, i remember the moments.
One of the crewmen counted seconds in his head. When he hit forty-three, nothing happened. He didn’t know that he had been counting too quickly. For an instant, he thought the mission had failed.
Exactly as the thought crossed his mind, the sky over the city ripped open in a firestorm of color and sound and felling wind. A white light, ten times the intensity of the sun, enveloped the plane as the flash and sound and jolt of it skidded out in all directions. The tail gunner, looking out the back of the plane through his goggles, thought that the light had blinded him.
Tibbets’s teeth began tingling, and his mouth filled with a taste of lead. He would later be told that it was the metal in his fillings resonating with the radioactivity of the bomb.
He looked ahead and saw the entire sky swirling in pink and blue.
Next to him, the copilot scribbled two words in his diary: MY GOD!
Behind him, the tail gunner’s vision cleared and he saw an eerie shimmering warp in the air over the city, ripping toward them at one thousand feet per second. “Here it comes!” he said. The shock wave slammed into the plane, pitching the men into the air and back down again. In confusion, someone yelled, “Flak!” Then a second wave, a consequence of the force of the explosion hitting the ground and then ricocheting upward, smacked them, and the plane heaved again.
At POW Camp 10-D, on the far side of the mountains by Hiroshima, prisoner Ferron Cummins felt a concussion roll down from the hills, and the air warmed strangely. He looked up.
A fantastically huge, roiling cloud, glowing bluish gray, swaggered over the city. It was more than three miles tall.
Below it, Hiroshima was boiling.
Here’s a silly airplane drawing as a tattoo design for illustrator
Michael Seymour Blake from New York. Always honored and a bit weirded
out someone’s walking around with one of my drawings on their body.
Drawing stuff is the best ! :)
Barry checked his phone again, and then made sure that his personal bag was securely tucked under the seat in front of him, and looked at his phone, and then wondered if it would be rude to stretch out into the aisle through the whole flight before checking his phone again.
She still hadn’t texted.
That was fine, he thought. It was fine that she hadn’t said anything. He didn’t really expect her to, after they got into that argument, but still. He had hoped that she would at least say she would miss him. He texted her earlier to say that, so the least she could do was text back.
But it was fine.
“Excuse me, I need to get…”
“Oh, yeah. Yeah, of course,” he said, jumping up from his seat. The girl who’d spoken to him smiled wanly, and then opened the overhead compartment to stuff her rather large carry-on into the small space.
She was so tiny, he noticed, and so unable to lift and shove the duffle bag into a good space. “Do you, um, need help?” he asked.
She stopped to look at him, regard him, before shrugging. “If you think you can get it in,” she said, “you’re more than welcome to try.”
OMG the plane crash imagine was so sad ;___; Could I request a continuation where the plane actually didn't crash? (the pilots regained the control of the plane or were able to land safely somewhere) What would be the reaction of the boys when they found that the plane didn't crash and their s/o was safe and how would they react when reunited with their s/o at the airport? I need some happy ending, please! >.<
I hope y’all will enjoy this!! Thanks for showing love to my blog and I love you guys <3
Generation of Miracles
Before Akashi could do anything rash, his
phone rang again. Your name flashed across the display once again and he
answered it immediately.
“_____? _____? Are you
okay? Please, are you okay?” he whispered, hope alight in his voice.
Your sobbing came across
the phone as the signal crackled.
“Yes, yes, I am fine.
The plane landed safely at the last moment. I am fine, Sei.”
“Thank god. Shit, I…” He
was at a loss for words as he clutched the phone to his ear.
“I am on the next flight
to Tokyo. Pick me up?” You asked, fear still apparent through the phone.
“Yes, I will be there,”
he replied, getting up almost immediately.
He did not let go of the
phone for the entire journey until you told him that you had to end the call.
When he reached the airport, his eyes searched the timings frantically and he
rushed to your terminal without pause. The moment you emerged from the
entrance, he ran to you and crushed you to him.
“I love you, I love you
so much,” he repeated into your ear as he relished in the feeling of you in his
Hey guys! Sorry I dropped off the face of the planet! Anyways, I’m back with some recommendations of TV shows I think each type might like. Granted, I’m an ISFJ and I like all of these shows (I watch too much TV, I know, I know), so it’s not as if they’re specific to a single type. Watch what looks interesting to you, even if it’s for a totally different type.
ISTJ- The Middle
The chaos that is the Heck household is sure to make the ISTJ both cringe and feel 1000% better about their life choices. These people are clearly not the organized and put together individuals that Si and Te make ISTJs, but watching the Hecks misadventures never gets old.
ISFJ- Parks and Recreation
Parks and Rec is not only ridiculously funny, but also has the most heart of any other recent comedy series. The show is clever and warm, with a plethora of unique characters that ISFJs will enjoy getting to know and love. I can’t say enough good things about this show, because it combines humor and emotion in a truly fantastic way.
INFJ- Orphan Black
Oh man, this show. So good. Probably my favorite on this list at the moment. Anyways, Orphan Black has an intricate and deep plot that the INFJ’s Ni will love unwinding. It also raises a number of questions about the moral implications of scientific advances, which would appeal to both Ni and auxiliary Fe.
The intensely complex plans of vengeance Emily Thorne takes are sure to excite the INTJ’s Ni and Te. Unfortunately this show went a bit downhill from the second season onwards, but the tightness of season one is really something to behold. Later seasons aren’t terrible by any means, just not as strong as the first one.
ISTP- The Amazing Race
Every leg of the Amazing Race features teams traveling to different countries, completing tasks that test their nerve, intelligence, and social graces. All of these things would excite the ISTP’s Se, and trying to figure out the most efficient ways to get around the world would be perfect for a dominant Ti type.
ISFP- Grey’s Anatomy
Grey’s Anatomy is always great for a bit of romance and a bit of excitement, whether that comes in the form of a hospital shooting, a plane crash, or a flash flood. These will appeal to the ISFP’s Fi and Se, and title character Meredith Grey is an ISFP as well!
INFP- Happy Endings
Very kooky show that was gone too soon. The oddball humor will surely appeal to the INFP’s auxiliary Ne, but the show is understated enough to suit the style of an introvert. So sad that this show only laqsted three seasons, but at least the episodes are so packed with jokes that they necessitate rewatching.
INTP- 30 Rock
Another very strange, very layered show. Arguably the wittiest show on TV in the past few years, which will work well with the INTP’s Ti. Also does a great job satirizing and skewering societal trends and illogicalities, which smart-asses will find wildly entertaining. Oh, and Tina Fey is an INTP too!!
Survivor is the ultimate adventure, which is exactly what Se craves. What’s really interesting about the show (which I have devoted far too much time and thought to lol) is how variable every season is, which would similarly excite the adaptable and quick-thinking ESTP. Some seasons are stronger than others, and for first time watchers I would recommend Borneo (1), Amazon (6), Pearl Islands (7), China (15), Philippines (25), or Cagayan (28).
A classic show about, well, friends, which are extremely important to the social butterfly ESFP. The ESFP will appreciate the flawed but lovable group living in the ever-exciting New York City and can indulge in the constant humor of this television titan.
ENFP- Gilmore Girls
Another personal favorite, the ENFP’s Ne will give it as good a chance as anyone of keeping up with the wicked-fast paced dialogue on Gilmore Girls. The show also has a ton of emotional moments, often centered around familial matters, which will operate well with Fi.
ENTP- Summer Heights High
Incredible, incredible satire, which will be immensely appealing to the Ne-Ti combination of the ENTP. The format of the show itself is intriguing, with Chris Lilley playing the three main characters, and the ENTP is sure to appreciate his ability to embody such cutting caricatures.
It’s realllllllyyyyyyy satisfying watching Olivia Pope get shit done, and I don’t even use Te like the ESTJ does. Scandal will also appeal to Si because of its monumental, presidential nature and the characters’ attempts to navigate through the bureaucracy of Washington.
SO. MANY. FEELS. Every episode of Parenthood is packed with family drama and emotion, which suits the ESFJ’s dominant Fe and auxiliary Si. Additionally, the acting on this show (especially that of Lauren Graham and Mae Whitman) is absolutely beautiful. A fantastic drama about family and life in general.
A show that is devoted to the idea of having a greater purpose for the good of humanity, Heroes works perfectly for an ENFJ with Fe and Ni who feels like they’re meant to do something big. Like Revenge, this is a show that kind of crashed after the first season (Season 4 made no sense. To anyone. At all.), but man was it amazing in its prime.
ENTJ- How to Get Away with Murder
Rounding out the Shondaland trifecta is the newest show of the bunch, which the ENTJ will find appealing for its intricate plot and intensity. Annalise Keating is BA, like the ENTJ is, and she refuses to back down from anything or anyone. This one only has 15 episodes, so you could finish it by tomorrow!
So those are my suggestions!! Hopefully you’ve found something that looks interesting to watch this summer. I really love all of these shows and think any of them would be a great choice.
a little too fast: a wally & linda mix songs for when it’s complicated because you’re way too into a younger guy who’s also your ex-boyfriend’s new girlfriend’s cousin… and the (second) fastest man alive.
i. classic - MKTO // ii. sweet piece of candy - someone’s little sister // iii. can we dance - the vamps // iv. froot - marina and the diamonds // v. my racing thoughts - jack’s mannequin // vi. fast as you can - fiona apple // vii. girls chase boys - ingrid michaelson // viii. drove me wild - tegan and sara // ix. did it again (feat. kid cudi) - shakira // x. all the pretty girls - fun. // xi. nuclear seasons - charli xcx // xii. if i go - ella eyre // xiii. adios - serayah mcneill // xiv. be good - emily kinney