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Shape Of You (Ethan)

Summary: This is based off the song Shape of You by Ed Sheeran. Ethan meets a girl at a bar. Does Ethan start to fall for her?

Word Count:1,967

Warnings: Sexual mentions. (brief)

A/N: Ethan is older in this, like 22/23. I know they said they wouldn’t drink, but lets just pretend they do for the time being. 

Originally posted by achromatic-soul

Ethan’s POV

The club isn’t the best place to find a lover
So the bar is where I go
Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow

“Peace!” Grayson and I shouted at our camera.

“Finally! I feel like we’ve been filming forever!” Grayson said, walking over to turn the camera off.

“At least we got the filming out the way. Now all we gotta do is edit, and have it up on Tuesday.” I said, packing up the filming equipment.

“Lets edit tomorrow. Aaron and Jack wanted to go get some drinks tonight.” Grayson said, as we were putting everything away in our camera room.

Grayson and I finally finished filming all our videos for next week. Tonight we decided to go have a few drinks with our friends Aaron, and Jack.

* * * *

We were at the bar, drinking and talking, as we waited for another round of shots. I couldn’t help but notice a beautiful girl sitting across the bar. She was sitting with a group of girls who I assumed were her friends. She had on some kind of white shirt that exposed her shoulders, showing off her lightly tan skin. Her hair was pushed back into a low ponytail, giving me a clear view of her face. Her gaze met mine, and her stained red lips formed into a smile.

“Yo E, what are you staring at?” Grayson asked, causing the guys to stop talking, and glancing in the same direction as me.

“Dude she’s hot!” Aaron said, before drinking his beer.

“Go talk to her dude!” Jack said, pushing me off my seat slightly.

“Uh I think she’s coming over here E.” Grayson said. 

And you come over and start up a conversation with just me
And trust me I’ll give it a chance now
Take my hand, stop, put Van the Man on the jukebox
And then we start to dance, and now I’m singing like

She was walking over to our end of the bar with her drink in hand. She had on some tight olive colored jeans, showing off the curves of her hips. She looked tall, but that could’ve been from the heels she was wearing.

She placed the drink down on the counter, and took the empty seat next to mine. 

“Hey, I’m Y/N.” she said, reaching out her hand to shake mine. 

“I’m Ethan. Um n-nice to meet you.” I replied nervously, grabbing her hand in mine to shake it. I noticed her well groomed nails, were polish a soft pink color.

* * * *

I introduced her to the guys. After a while they left, and so did her friends, leaving just me and Y/N. I told her about myself, and about YouTube. She thought it was pretty cool, and promise that she’ll watch some of our videos. We spent over an hour talking getting to know each other a little bit, while we enjoyed a few more drinks.

She was sitting in the bar stool, swaying back and forth to the music playing on the juke box. 

“Want to dance?” I asked, holding out my hand.

“Sure.” she smiled, taking my hand and we walked over to the dance floor.

Originally posted by cannotthinkstraight

Girl, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me
Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don’t mind me
Say, boy, let’s not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me
Come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead

Her hands were placed on each of my shoulder, while my hands were at the small of her back as we swayed to the rhythm of the music. Her eyes were locked on the ground, I couldn’t tell if it was because she was nervous or is she was scared that I was going to step on all of her toes. Even with heels on she was still short than me. Her forehead only measured up to my chin. Chuckling at the thought of how much shorter she’ll be without the heels on. I guess she heard me, which caused her eyes to dart up at me. 

“What?” she asked, eyes meeting mine.

“Nothing, you’re just pretty short.” I said, flashing her a smile, making her playfully roll her eyes at me.

We continued to talk while we were dancing. Somewhere in the mist of our conversation, I couldn’t help but her lost into her soulful eyes. They had a sparkle to them, that captivated me. She was truly so beautiful. I guess she noticed I had stop paying attention, so she grabbed both of my hands that were resting on her back, catching me off guard. She moved them down to her waist, hooking her arms around the back of my neck. Pulling me closer. Our bodies were so close that it sent electric shocks through me as we swayed slowly on the dance floor to the music.

I’m in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I’m in love with your body

We continued to move slowly to the music. My hands still on her waist. Wishing that they could be all over her right now. I wanted to run my hands over every line, every curve on her body. Memorizing her body. I wanted to taste her pink lips, and feel her wavy hair between my fingers. I wanted to love every inch of her.

Originally posted by pleasingpics

And last night you were in my room
And now my bedsheets smell like you
Every day discovering something brand new
I’m in love with your body

I opened my eyes to see Grayson with his phone in my face. I smacked it away, annoyed at how he always loves to wake me up.

“Woah! Did you guys have sex last night?” he asked. He raised his eyebrows, picking up a condom wrapper off the floor.

“Are you cheating on me Ethan?” Grayson said in his girl voice, fake crying into his hands. 

“Dude get the fuck out!” I yelled, throwing a pillow at him, as he was running out the bedroom.

I turned over to the other side of the bed, and the scent of Chanel perfume filled my nose. Moments from last night flashed back into my head.

* Flashback *

… picking up my pace, I started thrusting harder. Faster. Loud moans escaping her lips every time the thick length of my dick, brushed up against her clit with every thrust. I kissed her hard, feeling myself reaching that point. I gave her one more deep thrust, my groans vibrating through her body, as I released into the condom. I rolled off of her and onto my side, resting my hand on top of her waist pulling her towards me. Falling asleep with my long arm draped around her.

* End Of Flashback *

One week in we let the story begin
We’re going out on our first date
You and me are thrifty, so go all you can eat
Fill up your bag and I fill up a plate
We talk for hours and hours about the sweet and the sour
And how your family is doing okay
Leave and get in a taxi, then kiss in the backseat
Tell the driver make the radio play, and I’m singing like

I met Y/N a little over a week ago at the bar, and almost instantly we had a connection. Maybe that sounds a little cliche, but I like her, and I’m pretty sure she likes me too. We’ve been texting none stop since she left my house early that morning after the bar. She wasn’t like these other girls, she was different. She didn’t care about me being a well known YouTuber. She didn’t treat me like I was “famous”. She treated me like any other normal, average guy. I decided it was time for an actual date. I mean aside from that night, we haven’t been able to hang out or see each other because of both our busy schedules. Her with college and work, and me with filming. I finally had some time off this week, so I decided to call her up, and maybe set up a little something.

* * * *

I decided to take Y/N on a hike, and I would have a nice picnic set up for us under the beautiful LA night sky. I wanted us to be somewhere were we could be by ourselves and really get to enjoy each others company. Talk, and get to know one another a little bit better. 

She told me more about her life, as did I. We talked about her family, about good things, and even the bad things that happened in our lives. We were so comfortable with each other, and there was no doubt that the connection we had was strong. We lost track of time, and by the time I checked my watch it was already a little past midnight. I didn’t want the date to end, but I knew it was time, we both headed home. 

I made sure I had an Uber waiting for us, that way we didn’t have to walk back home. Within a few minutes, the Uber pulled up. I opened the door for Y/N, and she got in sliding towards the window with me getting in right after her. 

I wrapped my left arm around her shoulder, gently pulling her body towards mine. Letting her body fall a little on mine, so she can rest her hand comfortably on my shoulder. 

“Thank you for an amazing date Ethan.” she spoke. Her voice was low, but I was able to make out what she was saying.

“Hopefully we can do this again soon.” I said, looking at down at her with a cocked up eyebrow. This was my way of asking her on another date. 

“I’d love to.” she replied, tilting her head up, and her eyes meeting mine. Impulsively, I leaned down and kissed her. Immediately her hands found the sides of my cheeks, and she kissed me back. My hand found its way to the small of her back, pushing her closer towards me. Without breaking the kiss, she threw one leg over me, and straddle me in the back of the Uber. My other hand rested on the back of her neck. Our kisses became deeper, and more intense. I heard the driver turn up the radio, I’m guessing to block us out, but I didn’t care. 

Our kiss was interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat. We pulled away to see that we were in front of Y/N’s apartment complex. I was about to tell her goodbye, but without saying a word, she grabbed my hand pulling me out the backseat of the Uber. Walking me up the stairs to her apartment.

Originally posted by pleasingpics

Girl, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me
Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don’t mind me
Say, boy, let’s not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me
Come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead

The Other Side of the Ocean

~Prologue~

Rhode Island is for … friends

Taylor stops at the crosswalk, the two handles of the stroller firmly in her grasp, as she looks both directions for the absence of approaching cars. Blake stands next to her in a flowy white peasant dress, her hair tucked under a large wicker sunhat.

“Okay James,” Taylor says, as she pushes the two-year-old into the street, “we’re almost to the horsies!” Two-year-old James is curled up in her stroller, sucking on her thumb, wearing heart-shaped pink sunglasses, hair in a short ponytail, and a matching two-piece skort and t-shirt.

“Haw-sies!” James cries out, her thumb coming out of her mouth just long enough to cry out. “Haw-sies!” she says again, pointing across the street at the spinning carousel.  

Blake laughs and turns to Taylor as they reach the other side of the two-lane road. “It sounded like she said ‘hussies’!”

Taylor giggles and her eyes dance from behind her red-framed sunglasses. “That is on the *other* side of town,” she smirks. “I can take you there later if you wanna go…”

The two women laugh again, and as baby James overhears, she joins in with her mother and friend, giggling loudly too.

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anonymous asked:

if you dont mind me being nosy what did happen between Joseph Mallozzi and joe flanigan?

Don’t worry, you’re not being nosy.  It happened so long ago now, it’s basically moved into ancient fandom history and I’m not sure how you’d even look it up on your own.  I tried to find some links to add here to make this more factual but not a lot is out there anymore.  You could always check old posts on Mallozzi’s Wordpress (but honestly, I wouldn’t bother).

Basically, if I remember correctly, JF had A LOT of concerns about the show (i.e. : killing off Carson and Elizabeth, Teyla only being billed as “Sheppard’s love interest”, Sheppard being too ignorant about things like not knowing who was under his command [a la Whispers]) and he brought all of these up to Mallozzi and the gang.  His intention wasn’t to complain that it was a bad show but to try and make it alot better, but he got completely ignored, even to the point that Mallozzi was cutting him out of all knowledge of future episodes/story-arcs for his character.  That alone would have pissed me off a ton but then the whole “we don’t care about SGA anymore, we want to do SGU” thing happened, which pretty much pushed it all over the edge.  As an example of how passionate JF was about SGA, he tried desperately to get it to have a Season 6, even getting financial backers and attempting to secure all of the rights from MGM so they could producer it independently (he never did get the rights, very sadly).  I can only imagine how it felt to hear Mallozzi was just pushing it aside for something completely untested (and somethingthat ultimately failed).

As some behind-the-scenes TV insight:  I worked for a prominent TV Network here in the US for 8 years and let me tell you, writers and producers and programming directors do this stupid shit ALL the time.  They think, “omg, we want to make ‘Show B’ so badly!  We don’t care how well ‘Show A’ is preforming - it’s not what we want!  I’m sure our audience will LOVE ‘Show B’ because WE LOVE ‘Show B’ !”  So they get ‘Show A’ cancelled and then ‘Show B’ falls flat and they gain literally nothing from it.  Not to mention that it’s almost always for the same “we don’t want this first demographic anymore, we want this second one.”  I worked on a show for a full year that was supposed to be the shining beacon of the network I worked for and almost everyone internally kept saying, “this is way too high-brow for our network.  We aren’t in this demographic.  It’s going to fall REALLY flat.”  Despite that, the producers and executives put hundreds of thousands into the show and then guess what?  It completely bombed.  TV producer Boyz Clubz can do horrible stuff to shows.

But I’m getting off track.

TL;DR - Mallozzi is basically a big dick (he did this shit with SG1, too).  Joe really wanted to make SGA a lot better (as did a lot of the other actors) but Mallozzi & Co cut him out of any creative control over his character, ignored his concerns, and then killed the show.  I’d honestly be pretty pissed still about all of this, too.

(Also, for any other long-time fans, please add or correct me if I’ve gotten anything wrong!  I am developing an old-lady-fandom brain with all of this).

The Fear of Forgetting - Chapter 2

The task of cleaning the mess completed downstairs, it was time to get the once derailed morning underway. A very focused Faith stood facing her open armoire in a clean shift rhythmically tapping her feet on the wooden floor. She ran her hands over the folded fabrics, concentrating on selecting the right one. Her deft fingers searched the necklines for the stitched letters her mother and aunt had meticulously sewn into them to spell out the color for her. The texture of the cloth was also an invaluable clue to her - if it was smooth, light, and delicate it was silk, good for Lallybroch’s formal occasions. Prickly, rough, and weighted meant wool - her beloved forbidden Fraser arisaid with stag brooch that kept out the cold, or her favorite autumnal skirt with rose applique. What she needed now, though, was one of her simple linen dresses, an apron, as well as her shawl for the busy day ahead. The one marked blue would be the right choice, she surmised considering what lay before her. Mam had promised, after their earlier argument, to take some time out of her schedule for a long overdue discussion.

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I saw this wonderful post, and I thought I’d make an Italian version! I included all the videos I could find that had both the Italian lyrics and their English translation; there’s a noticeable gap between older movies and newer ones (apparently songs from the sixties to the nineties get less attention), but I plan on translating some of the missing ones whenever I have the time :)

Biancaneve e i Sette Nani [Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs] (1937)

Pinocchio (1940)

Cenerentola [Cinderella] (1950)

Alice Nel Paese delle Meraviglie [Alice in Wonderland] (1951)

La Sirenetta [The Little Mermaid] (1989)

La Bella e La Bestia [Beauty and The Beast] (1991)

Aladdin (1992)

Il Re Leone [Lion King] (1994)

Pocahontas (1995)

Il Gobbo di Notre-Dame [The Hunchback of Notre-Dame] (1996)

Hercules (1997)

Mulan (1998)

Tarzan (1999)

Il Pianeta del Tesoro [Treasure Planet] (2002)

Rapunzel - L’Intreccio della Torre [Tangled] (2010)

Frozen - Il Regno di Ghiaccio (2013)

NOUNS

  • los ahorros – savings
  • el aumento de sueldo – pay raise
  • la bancarrota – bankruptcy
  • la bolsa de valores – stock market
  • el cajero automático – ATM
  • la compañía – company
  • el (la) contador(a) – accountant
  • el desempleo – unemployment
  • la dueda – debt
  • el (la) dueño(a) – owner
  • la empresa – business
  • el (la) gerente – manager
  • el horario de trabajo – work schedule
  • el impuesto – tax
  • el (la) jefe  – boss
  • el (la) obrero(a) – blue-collar worker
  • el presupuesto – budget
  • el puesto – position
  • la reunion – meeting
  • la riqueza – wealth
  • el sindicato – labor union
  • el sueldo mínimo – minimum wage
  • el (la) vendedor(a) – salesmen

VERBS

  • administrar – to manage or run
  • ascender – to be promoted
  • ahorrar – to save (money)
  • aprovechar – to take advantage of
  • contratar – to hire
  • despedir – to fire
  • estar en venta – to be on sale
  • estar bajo presión – to be under pressure
  • exigir – to demand
  • ganarse la vida – to earn a living
  • gastar – to spend
  • invertir – to invest
  • jubilarse – to retire
  • pedir prestado – to borrow
  • prestar – to lend
  • renunciar – to quit (a job)
  • solicitar – to apply for

ADJECTIVES

  • a corto/largo plazo – short/long-term
  • agotado ­– exhausted
  • desempleado – unemployed
  • dispuesto – ready/willing
  • estresado – stressed
  • exitoso – successful
  • (in)capaz – (in)capable
  • perezoso – lazy
Bat City

Don’t know a lot about Battery City (my specialty lies out on the zones), but one thing I’ve always wondered is whether or not it’s completely inland.

Looking at the location of the Mojave National Preserve and Four Aces (location of DD video filming), I think Bat City could easily be LA’s evolution. Take a peep:

Four aces is under 100 miles from LA as the crow flies, and that’s pretty much the Western edge of the Mojave. Believable? Hopefully. I like the idea of a blank white city with the black ocean lapping at her sterile fringe.

Anyways. There’s some food for y’all Danger Days writing whores. P.S., Image 1 was taken by me.

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