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enchantzz · 7 months

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Mitchell's Diary - In over my Head

One-shots in the series of Art & Vampires. Excerpts from Mitchell’s diary.

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Being a badass male vampire doesn't mean you can handle female vampires 😁

References to stories in the Art & Vampires series - 1. New Orleans and 2. London and 6. New York

Art & Vampires is about the relationship and developments around Mitchell, a vampire and Amy (Ames), a human. It’s about the vampire world, the supernatural, but also about history, cities around the world, art, antiques and adventures.

Face claims vampires: Aidan Turner - John Mitchell, Richard Armitage - Rick Marlowe, Jaime Murray - Alana (Lana) Lenoir and Ben Barnes - Ben Sheldon. Humans: Mila Kunis - Amy (Ames) Quinn, Bianca Lawson - Lena Parker (witch).

List of Mitchell’s diary One Shots in the Art & Vampires Master list

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Rick warned me, but of course I didn't listen. That time, I was in way over my head and I can tell you that being immortal is less attractive when Alana keeps bringing up your mistake and rubs your face in it every time she gets the chance. But what can I say, she was a beauty.

I'm talking about Neesha of course.

I'll never forget her and not just because Lana keeps reminding me, the she-devil. I hope she doesn't get her hands on this diary, otherwise I'm screwed, like that time I got involved with Neesha. And I mean literally.

It was in the forties, nineteen forties. I need to remember to mention the centuries. We were back in London and I had been able to get my life, or existence, to be exact, back on track after, well, you know, Belle.

I had been thinking. I couldn't go through any of that again, losing a loved one. I'd had a hard enough time before Belle, dealing with the fact that you will always outlive your loved ones, but losing Belle hit hard, as you are well aware, because I've written diaries full of my laments.

So, I had a plan, a brilliant one. I had the perfect solution. I would get myself a female vampire companion, who would never leave me and I would have eternal happiness. Neesha was going to be just that. Or so I thought.

In the first half of the 20th century, we moved around from New Orleans to New York, and finally back to London. After the war, London was a mess. The city was severely damaged and even though our neighborhood wasn't spared, The Mayfair, our mansion, was. We moved back for a while to keep an eye on things and make sure that it remained our house. People who lost their homes during the bombings of London were being relocated to abandoned houses and we needed to make sure that our mansion was not going to be taken over by others.

Fortunately for me, even though the city was damaged and the people were recovering from the war, there were always parties to be found. Especially for us vampires.

As you can imagine, I was spending as much time as I could attending as many parties as I could. I was determined to find that vampire companion and never be sad again.

Neesha was a gorgeous goddess, who stood out amongst the crowd like a shining star in the dark night sky, quite literally, with her shiny jewelry and extravagant silver dress.

I can't even remember how I got there, to that party, but I will always remember the sight of her and how I, half intoxicated, chatted her up and actually managed to get her undivided attention.

As said, Rick had warned me not to get involved with her. He had an eye for 'trouble', but, you know, I had my plan and this scrumptious woman was going to fit that perfectly.

To this day I'm still not sure if she was playing with me, like a cat with her prey, or if I had enamored her with my charm.

By the end of the night, having abandoned Rick and Alana, I found myself in Neesha's arms, or in hindsight, claws, in what seemed to be a former hotel somewhere in the city. She had made the hotel her home and the top room, with a huge skylight, was her den.

I don't know how many times we fucked, but it seemed like we did nothing else for days. It was like I was under her spell and I couldn't get free and I am man enough to admit that my dick actually hurt!

You know, as vampires, we recover quickly, also on that front, but after Neesha, I was about ready to be celebate for the rest of my immortal life.

At some point, I must have seen the light and realize that I wasn't ready to have my existence ended by sex. Even if death by sex sounds pleasant enough. So, I ran and didn't look back and my not so brilliant plan of getting a vampire companion went out the door with me. I didn't stay celibate of course, but those are stories for another time.

Anyway, I'm not sure why I wrote down this memory. Maybe it's because Ames was fishing for embarrassing stories from the past and I didn't really want to confess all this to her. Or maybe it's a way of letting go. Now if only Alana could do the same.

Time to say goodnight for now and hide you well, my dear diary. I'm ready to join my sweet Ames in bed, cuddle up to her and make pleasant memories.

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livingdreams97 · 12 days

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Emily Junk - "The New Bella." (Part 2)

Emily Junk x fem! reader/oc

Summary: Emily is a newcomer to Barden College and her dream is to be a part of the group acapella the Barden Bellas. She entered the house of the acapella group in order to fulfill her dream, but she ended up falling in love and living an experience that she had never imagined.

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We've been at the Treblemakers party for a while and Beca still hasn't come home from work. Which means that Chloe is asking me every time she sees me about her and if she has responded to any my messages.

Which I deny, saying I don't know anything and escaping the situation as quickly as possible. I just hope that Beca tells Chloe about the job sometime soon, because it's her first day at the production company and I can't take the stress of keeping the secret anymore.

Stacie: It seems like the new one is flirting already.- she says, shouting close to my ear because of the music, pointing to a place at the party with her finger.

I look amused at where she points, seeing Benji move very strangely and talking to the new Bella.

Amy: They would make a good couple, they are just as weird. - She laughs, joining our conversation.

Cynthia: I don't know.- she denies with a grimace on her lips. -I feel certain vibes from him, you know what I mean.- she comments with an amused smile.

Y/n: I think they would make a slightly awkward couple.- I laugh imagining it. -Besides the fact that we're talking about Benji, I doubt he could even tell her his name, much less ask her out without getting stuck every two words.- I assure them and they all laugh in agreement.

Stacie: You know that from experience, right? - she asks me amused, moving her eyebrows suggestively.

Y/n: Shut up.- I growled, embarrassed, hitting her on the arm. -That was the most uncomfortable moment of my life and I prefer to forget it completely.- I admit sincerely.

Amy: It's true, the weirdo asked little Mitchell out.- she remembers laughing, putting her arm around my shoulders and bringing me closer to her.

Y/n: Amyyyy! - I complain like a little girl when he continues with the topic.

Cynthia: That's why I'm gay.- she assures us proudly.

Stacie: I couldn't be gay.- he shakes his head. -I can't reduce the hunter's prey in half and there are times when a good cock cures everything.- she explains to us without any shame and we all look at her with some disgust.

Y/n: Stacie, too many details.- I say with a disgusted face.

Amy: As far as I know, little Mitchell here doesn't have a dick. - She reminds her with curiosity and amusement at the conversation.

Stacie: She don't need it.- she assures her winking at me. -Besides, the toys are there for a reason.- she comments amusedly and I open my eyes in surprise.

Amy: Wait, what? - she asks with surprise and trying to suppress a laugh, putting on her evil smile. -Does little Mitchell have a harness?- she asks, looking at me completely amused.

Y/n: No, no, no. - I deny quickly, getting out from under the blonde's arm and practically fleeing the place listening to the laughter of my aka-sisters.

I see Jesse sitting alone and decide to go with him. On the way I pick up a glass of pineapple with alcohol inside and take a sip, noticing the strong flavor of gin.

Y/n: I come to keep you company.- I tell him, when I sit next to him and he looks at me funny.

Jesse: To keep me company or to run away from the girls? - he asks me with amusement, pointing with his head where my friends are and where I came from.

Y/n: I can do both at the same time.- I reply amused, taking another sip of the drink.

Jesse: What was it this time? - He asks me, amused.

Y/n: They were embarrassing me.- I respond with a pout and crossing my arms.

Jesse: Were they messing with little Mitchell? - he asks, amused, hugging me by the shoulders. -Do you want me to take care of them?- he asks again, but this time with a fake Italian accent and feigning seriousness.

Y/n: After the competition, right now we need all the bellas.- I answer him and he bursts out laughing at my answer.

Beca: Hello! - she exclaims, appearing out of nowhere and scaring us.

Jesse: Hey, you've come.- he says while they kiss and I pretend to vomit.

Beca: Are you jealous? - she asks me amused. -Don't worry, I have kisses for you too.- she assures me, sitting on my lap and leaving several kisses on my face.

Y/n: Stop, stop, stop! - I exclaim, amused, trying to push her face away, while Jesse laughs at our attitude.

Jesse: Well, how was internship? - he asks when my sister stops still.

Beca: Very productive, yes, they are not up to fooling around.- she tells us, taking my glass from the small bar and taking a sip.

Jesse: Chloe asked where you were.- he tells her.

Y/n: Many times, I have been asked about you MANY times.- I say looking seriously at my sister.

Jesse: Why haven't you told her? - he asks his girlfriend, confused.

Beca: She's very busy with the competition and all that, it wasn't the right time.- she responds, moving her hands nervously.

You see, when I'm nervous or hiding something, I scratch my eyebrow and my sister gesticulates excessively with her hands. So it's very easy to tell when Beca is nervous or hiding something, because her hand movement during a conversation increases by 80%.

Y/n: Beca, you have to tell the girls, I can't hide it anymore and it's only been one day. - I plead to my sister, scratching my eyebrow for the first time all day and feeling some relief.

My sister, seeing my action, sighs with some guilt and grabs my hand so I don't scratch myself anymore.

Beca: I promise I'll tell her soon.- she assures me, placing a kiss on my right eyebrow and hugging me by the shoulders.

Y/n: By the way, we have a new member.- I told my sister, hugging her around the waist.

Beca: But the dean said that we can't do auditions.- she comments with confusion.

Y/n: Apparently she is an heiress and we are obliged to let them audition or something like that. - I explain, shrugging my shoulders since I do not understand the situation myself.

Beca: Okay.- she says, shrugging her shoulders like me and changing the subject.

The three of us talked about everything for a bit, before getting up and joining the rest of the people on the dance floor.

Emily POV

We meet at the car show, where the Bellas are supposed to perform and because of Amy's issue with the president, they gave it to a German group.

Flo: Explain to me again what we do at a car show? - she asks with confusion in front of me on the mechanical stairs.

Chloe: There is a reason and it is very obvious: study the competition. - she answers seriously her.

Emily: Knowing who we are facing will help us win. - I support the co-captain of the group by understanding her point of view.

Chloe: Okay, let's find out where those tour stealers are.- she says confidently, when we reach the end of the stairs. -Stacie!- she calls her when she sees where our aka-sister is.

When we get off the stairs, we all notice Stacie who is perched on the hood of a red car posing and some guys are taking photos of her.

Beca: Don't be a cock-warmer.- she says amusingly to our partner.

Amy: Stacie!- she exclaims, approaching her and causing her to get up from the car. -I bet that made you horny Y/n.- she accuses her evilly.

Y/n: Oh my god! - She exclaims, hitting her forehead in embarrassment and begins to walk faster and away from the group.

I just watch as she gets ahead of everyone, feeling how breakfast stirs in my stomach at the blonde's comment and knowing that the two have some kind of relationship.

When we get to the performance room, I don't realize that I am between the two Mitchells.

During the performance, I can't help but focus on the warmth radiating from the body to my right and the smell of pear with something floral that I can't make out.

Emily. You smell very good.- I whisper to her without thinking, opening my eyes mortified and she looks at me with confusion.

Y/n: Excuse me?- she asks, approaching me.

Emily: That they seem good.- I say quickly, feeling my heart beating wildly and my hands starting to sweat.

Y/n: Yes, they are.- she nods agreeing with me and returning her attention to the performance.

I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding, trying to calm the fast beating of my heart and wiping the sweat from my hands against my pants.

I take a deep breath, focusing on the performance and trying not to think about the interaction I just had with my bandmate.

When the performance ends, we applaud politely and look at each other without really knowing what to do. None of us imagined that they were going to be so good and that they were so synchronized.

Kommisar: The Bellas of Barden, have you come to see us? - she asks us when they approach us. -Is it because you are a little... as they say to American children? .... in heat - she says and I open my eyes surprised at the comment.

Chloe: We're not in heat. - She denies with her lips together.

Kommisar: We should thank you for giving us this tour, you know, with your clumsy inaptitude.- she tells us seriously. -Should we send them something, something like a fruit basket?.- she asks the boy next to him.

Pieter: Yum yum.- nods agreeing.

Kommisar: Or would you prefer some sweets? - she asks us this time with a smile.

Beca: Hey, we haven't come to fight with you, we just wanted to see you before the championship where we're going to crush you.- she assures the Germans with a smile.

Kommisar: You? - she asks, approaching the brunette co-captain. -Are you going to crush us?- she asks, amused, remaining a few centimeters away from her.

Beca: Well yes.- she answers, moving in her place with some nervousness.

Kommisar: What little thing, like an elf or is it a fairy, a little fairy? - she asks before saying something in her language to one of her companions.

Pieter: Troll.- he responds with a strong accent to whatever she is asking.

Kommisar: That's it, you're like a troll.- she says and I feel how they gently pull me aside.

Beca: And you are physically perfect, and I don't like you at all.- she assures her and we all look at her confused.

Kommisar: Thank you.- she thanks you with a smile.

Y/n: What you really are is a poorly educated bully. - She responds to her sister's insult by placing herself in front of the blonde, who looks at her with a raised eyebrow.

Kommisar: And you are? - she asks with a more defensive posture.

Y/n: I'm the one who will kick your German ass if you insult her again.- she assures her seriously and I can't help but bite my lip at her authoritarian tone of voice.

Chloe: You don't scare us, because when we step on stage we're going to rock it. - she assures them with a smile, changing the subject and trying to lighten the tension in the atmosphere.

Pieter: With what? - he asks sarcastically. -Showing flabby Abby's rabbit.- he says, looking at the blonde with disgust.

Amy: That's not my name. She denies something uncomfortable.

Pieter: I don't know your name, but I can improvise.- he assures her with amusement. -Malena the whale, Lisa the plump one, the bale cow...- he begins and with each name I can see Y/n's body tense up more.

Amy: My name is fat Amy and I have salchichem like you for breakfast. - She says, approaching him in a threatening manner.

Pieter: Your team is like a chicken coop without a rooster, and without a rooster you are poor untied chicks who, as soon as a rooster crows, another rooster crows at them. - he says with that horrible accent.

Kommisar: Girls, follow my advice, don't try to beat us: you can't, we're better. - she assures us with an evil smile, staring at Y/n. -And now I have to go rest my neck, it hurts to look at you from above.- she says, looking this time at Beca with superiority.

I see how Y/n is about to jump on her, so I grab her arm and pull her hard towards me, avoiding any type of altercation.

Beca: Okay, just because you make me feel sexually confused doesn't mean you scare me! We have nothing to lose! Literally nothing! - she exclaims, moving her hands and watching them go. -Aka-fidersen bastards.- she says goodbye, moving her hands above her head.

Chloe: Leave it.- she asks her friend, placing a hand on her arm.

Beca: Oh what's wrong with me? I can't control my hands.- she growls nervously, brushing her hair out of her face.

Once the Germans have disappeared, the atmosphere relaxes a little and I realize that my hand is still gripping Y/n's arm.

I let go immediately, feeling the heat flooding my face and my heart starting to beat fast again.

Chloe: Okay, after this whatever it was.- she says referring to Beca, moving her hand around the brunette. -It's time to get our act together and rehearse until we bleed if necessary.- she says intensely and I look at her surprised.

Amy: Don't get too extreme redhead. - she stops her with a hand in the air. -I already have plans for today.- she tells her, raising an eyebrow.

Ashley/Jessica: Us too.- they say at the same time with one hand in the air.

Stacie: I'm meeting a boy for a class project.- she comments, looking at her nails.

Cynthia: And what is the job? About anatomy.- she asks letting out a laugh.

Stacie: Anyway, I'm leaving.- she says goodbye to everyone. -See you all at home!- she exclaims when he walks away from the group.

I watch her walk away, not understanding how she prefers to go with a boy when she has Y/n. That is, from an objective point of view and not at all personal, I would choose her.

Because I don't know what the boy will be like, but between the eyes full of life, the perfect happy smile, the silky long hair, the abs, the butt, the way she dresses and her personality, I will stay with Y/n a hundred times.

But all this from an objective point of view, I don't like girls and she is also my groupmate. But just because I don't like girls doesn't mean I can't appreciate them.

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if-only-angels-could-prevail · 6 months

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i saw the first public performance of Boop! The Musical. scattered thoughts are below.

(i will say: if you are already dead set on seeing Boop! The Musical, i suspect you'll have more fun going in blind, so maybe skip this post.)

this musical is insane. the story doesn't make any sense. the timeline is incoherent. the world-building leaves more questions than answers. i'm obsessed.

the whole show is very Urgent. we MUST get here before THIS happens! except half the time this urgency is not elaborated upon in any way and the audience is only occasionally provided an explanation

jerry mitchell directed the hell out of it. the staging and choreography is (mostly) spectacular.

i really liked the music. it is admittedly one of those very by-the-book "i want song" / "group number" / "patter song" types of scores, not particularly imaginative. but individually, i liked all of the tunes. comparable to bandstand or dirty rotten scoundrels. solid stuff! good lyrics!

the whole show is unfortunately new york propaganda, totally unabashedly.

it's also pro-blue eyes propaganda. shut up!

faith prince plays valentina, an old flame of the character simply known as "grampy." their entire subplot is bonkers. it's heavily implied that their initial rendezvous has a 40-year age gap.

there's political commentary and it's very Old Rich Liberal. redistribute the wealth! we like cops tho

it does the same thing as the barbie movie in that its very much about iconography vs being, it has very brief fleeting moments of fodder for existentialism, but then before anything can really be explored it rushes into a brassy number

one of the first numbers in the show has three times square costume characters singing backup vocals

pikachu and goku are there

soooo many of the Important Plot Beats happen entirely offstage

there's a subplot about a mayoral election that's bananas. shout out to Anastacia McCleskey who makes an absolute feast out of a nothing character.

oh and Betty Herself!!! Jasmine Amy Rogers NAILS it

overall it is a very Fun Splashy Broadway Musical with a fairly incoherent script. had a great time.

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spinjitzunerd78 · 2 years

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Places I want to shift to but make it ✨niche✨

Eastenders

There’s two time storylines I’d wanna shift to. Circa 2016-2018 with Keegan, Shakil, Bex, Louise (the last good set of teens in Walford). Or the same time period but with Ben, Jay, Lola and Johnny (the young adults). Idk why but I just want to be besties with Ben Mitchell.

Waterloo Road

Another place with two storylines I’d wanna shift to. Either S6 to be with Finn Sharkey. Or S9 to hang out with Barry, Dynasty, Imogen, Connor and Kevin. To experience Rachel Mason as a head teacher will be the best thing ever. I’ve had a lucid dream about going bowling w/ Finn, Josh, Amy and Lauren so that is a scenario in my script.

Carmen Sandiego

I’d join as the team medic or something. Hanging out with Zack, Ivy and Carm will be incredible.

My Babysitter’s a Vampire

The fact that this show was cancelled is criminal. I’ve never imagined myself in a friendship group so much as with these guys. I’d even get along with Rory!

Winx Club

My childhood. The aesthetic. The vibe. The outfits. To be one of the winx and friends with the specialists. Incredible.

#can you tell i’m british?#i’ll do a part two #there’s so many more #and i’ll do my more standard DRs as well #winx club #eastenders #waterloo road #mbav #my babysitters a vampire #carmen sandiego #shifting #desired reality #reality shifting

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rjtaylorr · 14 days

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Unit 5 2/23

Times are different now, people don't get their information from the newspaper anymore. Nowadays, people get all of their information from online media outlets and even social media.

Unit 5: Assignment #4 took a glance into how we, as individuals, get our news from. This assignment then instructed us to keep a Five-Day News Diary. The diary contained information regarding what news we learned, the source that we got it from, and whether or not this source was online/offline.

It wasn't very surprising to see that I get the majority of my news from online sources, especially from text messages that are sent from my other family members. Rather than waiting for your family to get home to show them the newspaper, you can send a text that links media content directly to someone's phone. I can only imagine all of the news (and fake news) that gets sent through everyone's phones.

According to Amy Mitchell and colleagues' (2017) Pew Research Summary, "How Americans Encounter, Recall, and Act Upon Digital News," individuals use social media to access news approximately 50% of the time. While the article also presented information that stated how individuals my age use social media for their news constantly, my diary did not coincide with the same frequency.

Similarly, Elisa Shearer and Jeffrey Gottfried's (2017) Pew Research summary, "News Use Across Social Media Platforms 2017," describes individuals my age and college experience using media sites "YouTube, Twitter, and Instagram," for their online news nearly "30%, 45%, and 25%," respectively. Though i also get a lot of information from sources like Instagram, my information did not match the information provided for my specific demographic. It could also be the case that I don't use social media apps for the same news as other people, since I use these apps for the majority of my sports news.

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ivycovehq · 3 months

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welcome to ivy cove, ellie! we can't wait to meet mary margaret, amy pond, callie adam fosters. please make sure you read through the checklist and send in your account within 24 hours

( ellie, she/her, 30+, gmt ) woah! was that MARY MARGARET BLANCHARD/SNOW WHITE? walking down main street? i heard they’re not actually from ivy cove but come from ONCE UPON A TIME. they’re 35 and live in RADIAN HILLS but watch out because they can be SECRETIVE + REVENGEFUL but are actually COMPASSIONATE + INDEPENDENT. despite them HAVING memories, you’ll always think of POISONED RED APPLE, ALWAYS FIGHTING FOR HER TRUE LOVE & FAMILY, A WARRIOR WHO NEVER GIVES UP when imagining them. / ginnifer goodwin, she/her

woah! was that AMELIA ‘AMY’ POND walking down main street? i heard they’re not actually from ivy cove but come from DOCTOR WHO they’re 35 and live in RADIAN HILLS but watch out because they can be STUBBORN + IMPULSIVE but are actually ADVENTUROUS + CLEVER. despite them HAVING memories, you’ll always think of THE GIRL WHO WAITED, TRAVELER AMONG THE STARS, FIERY RED HAIR, when imagining them. / karen gillan, she/her

woah! was that CALLIE ADAMS FOSTER walking down main street? i heard they’re not actually from ivy cove but come from THE FOSTERS/GOOD TROUBLE. they’re 25 and live in THE MIDDLE OF TOWN but watch out because they can be STUBBORN + SELFLESS but are actually INDEPENDENT + LOYAL. despite them HAVING memories, you’ll always think of FIGHTER FOR EQUALITY AND A BETTER WORLD, BEEN TROUGH A LOT IN HER LIFE, IN THE END FINDING HER FOREVER FAMILY when imagining them. / maia mitchell, she/her

#submission #ivycoveaccepted #fosters rp #doctor who rp #once upon a time rp #multifandom rp #fandom rp

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evancespedes · 1 year

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Museum Assignment

I attended the Hurry Slowly exhibition at the Kleefeld Museum for my offsite assignment. The exhibition is a summary, or recap, of the last fifty years of the organization’s collections. There was a great variety, as one can imagine, of works that ranged from photography to sculpture to painting. The exhibition provoked many interesting if disjointed thoughts in me, as well as a great deal of awe at the scale and detail of many of the artworks.

I was drawn to the more abstract, colorful drawings and paintings. One radiating painting by Robin Mitchell stopped me in my tracks when I entered the first room. The piece, called Boutonniere, displays every major color on the color spectrum, but manages to be highly cohesive and beautiful. An artwork by Amy Myers immediately provoked my imagination. Even in black and white, their piece shined with imaginative possibility, probably because it seemed to have been taken straight from the artist’s imagination.

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mariondupondme · 2 years

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Eddy Mitchell, sans langue de bois - il révèle ce que lui a volé Johnny Hallyday ...

Eddy Mitchell, sans langue de bois – il révèle ce que lui a volé Johnny Hallyday …

Le Journal du Dimanche a publié ce dimanche 31 juillet un portrait de Johnny Hallyday. Son ami Eddy Mitchell fait de souvelles confidences à leur sujet. Eddy Mitchell et Johnny Hallyday sont restés amis durant de très longues années, au point où ils se considéraient comme des “frères”. Pourtant, rien ne laissait imaginer cette tournure des choses. Leur début ensemble fut bien compliqué, comme…

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extreme-investor-network · 2 years

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The Post-Roe World: A Reality Check On The Implications Of The Supreme Court Opinion

Many claims are now being made about the post-Roe world and the sweeping away of such rights as interracial marriage and the use of contraceptives. The "parade of horribles" seems to get longer by the hour. Constitutional law professor Jonathan Turley took to Twitter to explain what exactly a post-Roe world looks like (and what it doesn't): "Once again, those claiming that Dobbs will undo ruling on contraception or marriage are ignoring the express language of the ruling and that fact that these other rights are supported by other constitutional rights/arguments" He went on to note that... "Five of the six justices in the majority expressly and (repeatedly) stated that the opinion is not explicable to those rights and is facially distinguishable from their rationale.Only Thomas raised the broader application...""It is rare to see the level of repetition and clarity on this point of application to other areas. The majority stated that such comparisons are baseless since "abortion is fundamentally different, as both Roe and Casey acknowledged.""The justices specifically chastise those who are pushing this claim as part of an effort "designed to stoke unfounded fear that our decision will imperil those other rights.""Obviously, future courts can hold different views, but these justices could not be more clear that they view this opinion is inapplicable to these other rights. Turley wrote a detailed brief on the various 'parade of horribles' when the leaked transcript first dropped: The New Yorker magazine ran a cover in 1976 showing the view of the country from 9th Avenue. The map by Saul Steinberg showed civilization largely ending at the New Jersey border with a vast wasteland between New York and the Pacific Ocean. It appears that, for some people, not much has changed with that view of America. Recently the editors of the New York Times seriously warned that some states likely would outlaw interracial marriage if Roe v. Wade is overturned: “Imagine that every state were free to choose whether to allow Black people and white people to marry. Some states would permit such marriages; others probably wouldn’t.” It is hard to imagine because it is utterly untrue. Nothing in the Supreme Court’s leaked draft opinion in Dobbs v. Jackson Women’s Health Organization supports such a dire prediction. To the contrary, the draft expressly states that “Nothing in this opinion should be understood to cast doubt on precedents that do not concern abortion.” Indeed, such a motive might come as something of a surprise to Justice Clarence Thomas, given his own interracial marriage, or to Justice Amy Coney Barrett, given her own interracial family. The purpose of the Times’ commentary seems to be to inflame rather than inform readers. And that is consistent with the position of politicians and pundits who raised alarms, even before the leak, over the need to reignite anger among voters to avoid a disaster in the midterm election. On MSNBC, for example, Rep. Madeleine Dean (D-Pa.) agreed with John Heilemann that Democrats must “scare the crap out of and get them to come out.” The Times editorial is part of a “parade of horribles” that is becoming increasingly grotesque in its exaggerated claims. MSNBC’s Andrea Mitchell and former Clinton Attorney General Eric Holder had a preposterous discussion of how if Roe goes down, Brown v. Board of Education could be next. MSNBC’s “The ReidOut” host Joy Reid falsely told her audience that the decision “could apply to almost anything” in not just prohibiting interracial marriage but overturning the Brown decision. An apocalyptic post-Roe hellscape can be a motivating image, but only to the extent that it is credible. The problem is that the claims are detached from both legal and political realities. Consider three of these claims on interracial marriage, contraception and same-sex marriage: Interracial marriage With polls showing that 94 percent of Americans support interracial marriage, the Times editors do not bother to name the states that are largely composed of the remaining 6 percent. The claim is even less credible legally than it is politically. The leading case on interracial marriage, Loving v. Virginia, was based on different constitutional grounds and would not be negated by this opinion. While the court did discuss the due process right to marriage, it was primarily handed down on equal protection grounds due to the inherent racial classification. Then-Chief Justice Earl Warren wrote: “The clear and central purpose of the Fourteenth Amendment was to eliminate all official state sources of invidious racial discrimination in the States … There can be no doubt that restricting the freedom to marry solely because of racial classifications violates the central meaning of the Equal Protection Clause.” None of that, however, deters some pundits from keeping alive the fear that interracial marriages soon could be criminalized. As ABC’s late-night host Jimmy Kimmel declared, “They’ll come for same-sex marriage, they’ll come for interracial marriage, they’ll outlaw that peanut butter that comes with the jelly in the same jar.” It might be a good comedic line — but this and similar claims make no constitutional sense. There is no reason to believe that interracial marriages would be banned in a post-Roe world. Contraception The cries of alarm include other areas expressly addressed in the draft opinion as not impacted by its analysis. For example, many critics claim that contraception could soon be outlawed even though the court’s draft specifically dismisses such claims: “Roe’s defenders characterize the abortion right as similar to the rights recognized in past decisions involving matters such as intimate sexual relations, contraception, and marriage, but abortion is fundamentally different, as both Roe and Casey acknowledged.” It is true that some activists have sought to outlaw IUDs and Plan B prescriptions as “abortion-inducing.” However, putting aside that the draft opinion expressly distinguishes the contraception cases, there is no basis for suggesting that the court would eradicate any semblance of personal privacy and intimacy protections under the Constitution. Such sweeping transformation of the private lives of Americans would involve curtailing a host of other rights, including equal protection. Moreover, there would be considerable practical barriers to such bans in preventing interstate availability of contraceptives. The polling on this issue is even more lopsided. While the public remains supportive of limits on abortion, some 83 percent support to the availability of contraceptives. Only 6 percent favor making contraception illegal. Same-sex marriage In 2015, the court voted 5-4 to strike down bans on same-sex marriage. The court’s specific foundation for this right has continued to be mired in controversy. Even some of us who had long supported same-sex marriage raised concerns at the time over the reliance of Justice Anthony Kennedy in his decision on a “right to dignity.” Once again, however, the court in this draft opinion distinguishes abortion from other areas as involving claims of an “unborn human life.” Nothing in this opinion endorses a ban on same-sex unions. However, even before this draft opinion was leaked, there were calls for a better-articulated foundation than the one laid out in Obergefell v. Hodges. As with interracial marriage, many of us have argued for an equal-protection foundation for the right. Putting this aside, the politics on this issue has changed dramatically in the last decade. Polls show that 70 percent of Americans support same-sex marriage. Roe is not the basis for all of these rights, and its basis has long been debated. Nevertheless, columnist Maureen Dowd has declared that the “antediluvian draft opinion is the Puritans’ greatest victory since they expelled Roger Williams from the Massachusetts Bay Colony.” Such claims, however, ignore that the basis for the original decision was questioned even by liberals. Harvard Law Professor Laurence Tribe wrote that “one of the most curious things about Roe is that, behind its own verbal smokescreen, the substantive judgment on which it rests is nowhere to be found.” At least some of the court’s justices clearly hold many of the same doubts over the basis for Roe in the Constitution. There is ample cause for pro-abortion advocates to organize over the loss of Roe. However, those claims are only undermined by a parade of horribles that leaves both the case law and credibility behind. A cynic might wonder if Democratic leaders in Congress truly want to preserve the status quo of Roe. After all, their recent proposed codification of Roe went beyond the draft decision, which the leadership knew would lose critical votes in the Senate - but which may provide what they hope will be a powerful rallying cry for the midterm elections. And finally, no, the justices didn't commit perjury during their confirmation hearings: https://twitter.com/JonathanTurley/status/1540382759084257280?ref_src=twsrctfwtwcamptweetembedtwterm1540382759084257280twgrtwcons1_&ref_url=httpswww.zerohedge.compoliticalpost-roe-world-reality-check-implications-supreme-court-opinion Original Article Original Article Here: Read the full article

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Setup (Amy Mitchell x Reader)

You didn’t like having to move in order for your daughter to go to a new school. Everything about the situation was complete bullshit. You hadn’t been with your daughter’s father in years. He’d been completely out of both your lives until his campaign for mayor, where he used your sexuality as part of his “I’m accepting” apology after a video of him being a dickhead was released. Nobody in the community had really known that you were a lesbian until then (unless they were one of the moms you’d slept with) and your sweet little girl was bullied out of her school.

“I don’t wanna go!” Heather cried as she held onto your leg. It wasn’t going to be easy, getting her to go back to school. You knew it wasn’t, but you promised her this school would be different for the both of you. You pried her arms off of you and knelt down in front of her.

“Heather, sweetie, you have to go to school. Just like I have to go to work. I promise that I’ll be here to pick you up on time. If you’re good today, we can go out for ice cream little lady,” you promised her. Heather perked up a little at the thought of ice cream. Before, you’d always worked long hours and normally she walked home with some kids to the neighbor’s or your mother’s.

“Will you walk me to my class?” Heather asked you. You stood up and offered her your hand to hold.

“Of course I will. It’s pretty scary going to a new school,” you told her. You understood more than anybody, you’d switch schools at least once a year growing up. It was partially that you’d grown up in a military family and partially that you’d always had some trouble assimilating. You dropped Heather off at her classroom and gave her a hug goodbye. “Remember, good day, ice cream.”

“Good day, ice cream,” Heather repeated back to you, doing the same finger guns you’d given her. You turned around and started walking out of the school when you heard someone say something to you.

“She’s absolutely adorable.” You turned to see a very friendly looking woman. “Hi, I’m Kiki. I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before.”

“We’re new. I’m Y/n, and thank you. It’s her first day here, she’s pretty nervous,” you said and Kiki nodded.

“Well, if you’re free one weekend, my friends and I like to go out and get some drinks,” she offered.

“Thank you, I’ll have to check, but that sounds nice,” you told her. The two of you swapped numbers and you rushed off to work.

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“Mommy!” Heather exclaimed as she ran towards you. It had been a long time since you’d seen your daughter that happy after getting out of school. You scooped her up and carried her across the crosswalk and to the parking lot. “I was super duper good. Does this mean we can get ice cream?”

“Ice cream, and since you were super duper good, I’m thinking we can work out a deal to get those rainbow sprinkles.” Heather smiled even brighter and you set her down. “How do you like this new school sweetie?”

“Good, they’re nice here,” Heather told you. You put Heather’s backpack in the car and then helped her with her seatbelt. The two of you got ice cream and then Heather gave you the flyer for the PTA meeting that was on Thursday. “Is Grandma gonna come watch me when you go?”

“I’ll see. If she can’t, I’ll find a good babysitter,” you promised your daughter.

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Thursday came faster than you expected, but Kiki helped you to find someone to watch your kids. It was the daughter of one of the other women going to drinks with you on Saturday. Just so you could kind of vet the woman, Kiki invited you to a lunch with the three of them.

“Hi, sorry I’m late,” you said as you slid into your seat. “Um, I’m Y/n.”

“Hi, I’m Amy, and you’re fine,” Amy introduced herself. Next to Amy was Carla, who reminded you of a woman you’d once hooked up with in college. You fell into an easy conversation with Amy, who found your work pretty interesting. You trusted Amy, so you assumed that her daughter was also trustworthy. After school on Thursday, you took Heather over to Amy’s so that she could meet the girl who’d be babysitting her.

“I swear that she’s normally a lot more shy than she is now,” you said as you watched Heather playing in the yard with Amy’s daughter. “It’s nice to see things going back to how they’d been before.”

“Before?” Amy asked and you nodded.

“Heather’s father and I are very different people. He wanted certain things for her like Catholic school and since he paid for it, I let him enroll her. Well, he wanted to run for mayor, but something happened during his campaign and to prove how tolerant he was, he outed me as a lesbian to the community,” you explained. “It wasn’t just the kids who were terrible to Heather, it was the teachers and the parents too. Thatcher wanted her to finish the school year there though and wouldn’t let me unenroll her.”

“That’s awful,” Amy said as she glanced at your daughter playing outside. “I’m really sorry that the two of you had to go through that.”

“She’s happy here now, and we haven’t even been here a week. She’s telling me about her friends, and that there’s another little boy with two mommies,” you said with a small smile. “I’m just hoping she doesn’t start asking where her other mommy is.”

“Is there another mom in her life?” Amy asked and you shook your head. “That’s hard to believe.”

I guess some people are thrown off by the kid.”

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A few months went by and you’d gotten pretty close with the other moms, especially Amy. The two of you spent the most time alone together. Whenever you went out drinking with them, you’d always stay over at Amy’s. For awhile, you’d slept on her couch, but then one night, you started sleeping in her bed with her. Heather normally stayed at Amy’s house with Amy’s daughter watching her or at your mother’s if it was a Friday or Saturday night.

“Ah, just the hot lesbian I was looking for,” Carla said as she got out of her car. Today was one of your days off, so you were going to get something special for Heather. “I think I got you a date.”

“I’m not looking to date right now, but thanks anyways,” you told Carla. She sighed and boxed you in against the door of your car. “You’re getting a little close.”

“I can get closer, but I’m not who your date is with. Come on, you obviously like her and she likes you. She’s hot and isn’t all the craze about MILFs these days?” You stifled a laugh at Carla’s question. “Anyways, just go here and enjoy yourself. Oh, and wear that blue shirt that Amy likes with a couple of the buttons undone.��

“Specific, but okay I guess,” you said and Carla gave your ass a pat before she left you alone. You got a text as you were getting groceries of the time and place of your date.

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“Y/n?” You froze at the sound of Amy’s voice. For a moment, you were sure you were mistaken, but then you saw her sitting at one of the tall tables near the bar. “I take it that you’re my date tonight. I was told to look for a blue shirt by Kiki.”

“Carla said to wear the blue shirt, sans a few buttons,” you said as you took a seat. “So, I guess we’re on a date.”

“It doesn’t have to be a date. I know that your focus isn’t on a relationship right now,” Amy told you. “It’s hard to build new ones when you’ve got kids to worry about.”

“I mean, you understand, so it should be easier for us, right?” you reasoned. Amy pursed her lips as she mulled over your words before nodding in agreement. “Then I see no reason why we can’t enjoy this date.”

“Do you even actually like me?” Amy asked you curiously.

“Of course I do. The question is, do you like me?” you asked and Amy nodded.

“Pretty sure I’ve made that clear several times.”

“Hey, I tend to disregard statements made while one is drunk. It’s more fair that way. There’s a not a lot of first date stuff to talk about,” you noted as you searched for a question.

“We skip the small talk, skip the drinks, and take a walk?” Amy suggested.

“I’d like that, I swear I saw Carla when I walked in,” you said and Amy slid out of her seat. The two of you joined hands as you walked outside and along the sidewalk. “I love the city. It’s so lively.”

“Don’t you live nearby?” Amy asked and you nodded. “Maybe we could take a walk there...”

“It is a one bedroom,” you told Amy.

“We don’t need a lot of space,” Amy said as she leaned in to peck your lips. You bit your lip and kissed her back. The two of you stood on the sidewalk kissing until you heard whistling coming from one of the bushes.

“Let’s get out of here,” you said quietly. Amy nodded and let you pull her along towards your apartment.

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Mitchell’s Diary - Autumn Reflections

One-shots in the series of Art & Vampires. Excerpts from Mitchell’s diary.

Words: 1028

Mitchell reflects upon the past and his relationship with New York City.

References to stories in the Art & Vampires series - 1. New Orleans and 6.New York

List of Mitchell’s diary One Shots in the Art & Vampires Master list

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

We went back to New York, just Rick and me. Ames wanted to come, but we told her she couldn’t. That didn’t go over too well, but it was just business, you know and I didn’t want to linger here too long, since I’m not very fond of the place.

But I must admit that it wasn’t as dreadful as I had imagined it to be. I didn’t really want to come back here after what happened to Ames last year, being held hostage by those vile vampires just because of some dark relic. And of course because of the sad memories of the time after I lost my beloved Belle just after the turn of the century, the 19th century that is. I thought that I would be miserable with all those bad memories, but it was actually quite nice. It was just me and Rick again and we actually had a good time.

When we didn’t have to work, we met up with old friends, we enjoyed good dinners, some theater, art exhibitions and strolls through the park. We reminisced about the past and how everything has changed so much. I mean, I can talk to Ames about it but Rick and I, we lived through those years, you see, and we have seen it change with our own eyes. It’s just different talking about it with him.

But next to the fun times, there was plenty of time to reflect as well. Of course I haven’t forgotten the old days, how could I? New York and I have a history and it wasn’t always good. So much happened here on an emotional level. They say you forget physical pain, but emotional pain will always remain and I agree.

The other day, I took a stroll through Central Park. It’s beautiful this time of year, in autumn, or fall, as they call it here. Autumn sounds so much better in my ears though. It has a certain warmth to it, I think. I love the colors and the soft rays of sunlight making their way through the foliage to illuminate the fallen leaves on the ground and making the dew drops sparkle.

It was early and not too busy yet. I was taking in the fresh autumn air, my mind wandering to memories of old times like I wandered the paths of the park. It was so much different back in the day with all the carriages and horses. But even then, people were escaping the busy city, only to find themselves among everyone else again, but just in the park. In that respect nothing much has changed. I guess that when you live in a busy city like New York, there is no way of escaping people, really.

I stopped and took a moment to admire some of the old trees, the same trees who were planted here when the park was created or maybe have been here even longer, like us vampires. They too have seen the world change, from a sparsely populated marsh area with a couple of farms, to this, a rectangle piece of land, boxed in by all these skyscrapers. It’s not less pretty though. I quite like the contrast between the park and the shiny tall buildings surrounding it.

But as I stood there, taking in all the beauty and the relative calm, my mind wandered back to the old days, when we arrived here, after I lost Belle. It was like a switch was flipped in my mind back then. The human in me no longer cared if the beast in me came out and it sure did.

I remember watching the people gather in this park, observing the crowd, waiting until I found the right victim. I never fed on anyone here though. No, I carefully picked them and followed them back into the city at the end of the day, when darkness fell. There, in the dark and deserted alleys, I would feed until the pain of my memories was reduced enough to feel alive again and I was ready to go home and do it all over again a couple of days later, until finally, Rick, Alana, Ben, they succeeded in quieting the beast in me. It will always be there, but I had it under control, for a while. But I don’t want to go there with my thoughts right now.

Those were very dark times, but experiencing New York like this, relaxed, happy, more human than beast, it healed my feelings about the city. I don’t dislike it as much as I used to and I’m even thinking of taking Ames Christmas shopping here, since she didn’t get a chance last year. She will love that.

I’m happy that my feelings towards New York have changed. We have a special bond, me and her and I think that there is hope for us. After all, she has been my home in a time when I needed a refuge, a place to heal. And she still is, even though New Orleans feels like my real home now and I will be happy to return there and to my beloved Ames tomorrow. I can’t wait to hold her in my arms again. We have only been apart for one week, but it feels like an eternity.

PS. I’m debating if going Christmas shopping is really something I would like to do or if it is a strategy to avoid Amy’s cold treatment when I get back. I mean, she made it pretty clear that she was very disappointed that she couldn’t come with us and that is putting it lightly. Maybe I’m just dreading her reaction. I just hope that the gift I bought her and the promise of Christmas shopping will redeem me. I know that I am supposed to be a vicious, scary and strong vampire, but somehow Ames has the power to make me forget all that when she is angry with me. Being human is very complicated sometimes. Or maybe love is. And I don't think that being immortal and living forever will be enough to figure out either one of those.

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Emily Junk -- "The New Bella." (part 1)

Emily Junk x fem! reader/oc

Words: 4.587

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NOTE: If you see any spelling mistake im sorry, english is not my first lenguage and i try to do it the best possible.

Y/n's POV

This was the end. What I have known for two years will disappear and cease to exist. After Amy bald to the president, the dean has decided he doesn't want the Barden Bellas to exist anymore and has banned us from auditioning.

This will be the end for the Bellas. I personally haven't taken it as bad as other people, Chloe and I've been crying all day. That's not to say it doesn't hurt, the Bellas have been my family for two years and I've been a part of them since my first day of college.

My older sister, who is part of the Bellas, encouraged me to study at Barden with her and join the a cappella group with her. The truth is that when Beca told me that she was in an a cappella group, I couldn't believe it.

I mean, my goth, antisocial sister being part of a group of girls who sing. The first thing I did when she told me about it was laugh, thinking that she was playing a joke on me and I wasn't going to fall for another one of her jokes.

But it turned out that it was true, that she was in the only all-female a cappella group in Barden and that she was enjoying it. She even told me that dad was supporting her participation in the group.

Which is not surprising to me, since since I left our mother and moved; He has tried to get closer to us in recent years. Beca has always been more reluctant to accept our father, I think the divorce of our parents hurt her more than me and as father she rebuilt her life quite quickly.

I was eight, so my attention was on gaming and cartoons. While Beca was already 10 years old and about to enter pre-adolescence. In addition to the fact that Beca was closer to dad, while I was closer to mom and that's why when he tried to have a closer relationship with me I didn't care much. And he pays for mi college so...

But back to the main topic. When I graduated from high school, I enrolled at Barden University with my father's help to study architecture and on my first day I auditioned to be part of the Bellas.

It is more than enough that they accepted me since I have a good voice and for being the little sister of Beca Mitchell. And although we are sisters, we are not very similar.

The only thing we have in common is blue eyes and brown hair. Although Beca's eyes are a bit darker than mine. I'm 1.73 so I'm 16 centimeters taller than her. Which is funny since she is the older sister and because of our height difference no one believes it.

Flo: For your hairy situation.- I listen as she reads and look up from the letter I'm reading, to see her with a box of depilatory blades in her hand and a confused look. -Oh.- she says realizing it and I laugh at her gesture.

Chloe: Very well, we are officially registered in the competition.- She tells us with a huge smile. –So renew the passports, because we are going to sunny and fabulous Copenhagen! - exclaims completely excited.

Stacie: Fine.- she celebrates by giving me and Amy a high-five .

Amy: Where is that ? - confused question and I look at her as if she were stupid.

Chloe: I don't know, I failed geography.- she answers shrugging her shoulders.

Y/n: It's the capital of Denmark.- I answer earning confused looks from the girls. –Is it in Europe, below Sweden and above Germany ? - I ask to see if they are located. -Leave it.- I deny when I see that no one knows what I'm talking about.

Chloe: It seems that the contest is dominated by that stupid German group that has taken the tour from us.- she comments between her teeth without looking up from the laptop.

Stacie: Who has stolen the tour from us.- She corrects our housemate and friend.

Amy: Exactly. You have to look for those Germans .- supports her. -They can't be that good, Germany doesn't produce good singers since David Hasselhoff.- she assures us with certainty.

Y/n: Since when is David Hasselhoff singing ? - I ask completely confused.

Amy: Always Mitchell junior, update yourself.- she tells me as if it were obvious.

Flo: It's that chubby man who was running in slow motion with a red swimsuit, right? - she asks with confusion and I nod in response.

Amy: We're going to crush them and when we do, those dumb asses will have to swallow all these cards.- She says confidently taking another card from the kitchen island. -Die bitches, die. Criticizing slut.- she reads stamping the letter against the island. -The Bellas are back! - she exclaims with emotion.

Flo: Yes.- She assures celebrating like the rest.

Chloe: Has anyone talked to Beca today? - she asks and I avoid scratching my eyebrow.

When I get nervous or hide something, I have a habit of scratching my eyebrow and everyone immediately realized it. The itching is something that I cannot avoid, at first I feel a slight tingling in my right eyebrow and then it triples, making it impossible for me not to scratch it.

Y/n: I haven't seen her after going to the introductions and my classes.- I answer by opening another letter, to focus on something else and keep myself distracted from the itch in my eyebrow.

Amy: Not since she left the room this morning.- She answers, shrugging her shoulders and not giving it much importance.

Jessica: Girls remember that today Chloe and Ashley prepare dinner while Y/n and Stacie have to clean up later.- She reminds us from the table in the corner of the kitchen and groans.

Y/n: But if I had to clean two days ago.- I complain like a girl.

Stacie: Don't worry honey.- she tells me hugging me by the shoulders and sticking me to her neck. –This time you will clean with me or me.- she whispers the last part suggestively in my ear.

Amy : I keep saying it Long live the tortilla! - she exclaims and I separate from my roommate to look at her badly. –What ? My room is above yours and I have ears. - she comments without much importance.

Y/n: Whatever you say.- I deny I was amused and throw her a letter, which is not a good idea because the six of us ended up in a card war.

Once we're done with dinner, Stacie and I find ourselves in the kitchen scrubbing and cleaning everything we've used. The rest are in the living room or in their rooms, since we're going to go to the treble house in a whileand they're probably getting ready.

Y/n: Can someone open the door ? I yelled when I heard the doorbell ring.

I don't know if anyone has heard me, but I hear the door open and two people talk. Suddenly I feel something wet on my back and I jump letting out a scream.

Y/n: It's not funny.- I reproached my best friend, seeing her with an empty glass of water in her hand and an amused smile on her face.

Stacie: That's because you're the one with a wet back.- She assures me, laughing at the situation.

Y/n: Yes? - I ask and quickly grab the sink hose. –Tell me now if it's still fun.- I comment opening the faucet and wetting it between laughs.

Stacie: Y/n Stop! - she exclaims jumping on me and trying to take the hose out of my hands. –Stop! - she exclaims between laughs while we fight for the control of the hose.

Y/n: No! - I deny without stopping laughing. -Drop the hose.- I order amused, still laughing and getting both of us wet in the struggle for control.

Stacie: Let it go.- she orders me just as amused as I am.

Chloe: Everyone in the living room!.- She yells and we both stop turning off the tap.

Y/n: Because of you, she's going to tell us off.- I reproached her in a whisper, looking at her with half-closed eyes and earning me an offended look from her.

Stacey: Excuse me? - she asks ironically, placing her hand on her chest.

Y/n: I forgive you.- I reply with a superior smile.

Stacie: You're going to find out.- she threatens me and my eyes widen as saucers running out of the kitchen. –Come back here Mitchell!. - she yells chasing me.

I run into the living room, not paying much attention to the girls and not noticing the presence of a stranger. I see Amy and run hiding behind her back.

Y/n: Ams you have to help me.- I ask her, grabbing at her shirt.

Amy: Let me go, you're soaked.- she tells me, separating me from her body.

Y/n: No.- I deny trying not to let go.

Stacie: Come here dwarf.- she tells me standing in front of Amy .

Y/n: I'm as tall as you .- I remember her sticking out my tongue.

Stacie: You're going to find out.- She says just when Amy manages to let go of me and jumps on me .

Y/n: Ahhhh! - I shout falling to the ground with her on top. -Help she is crazy, she wants to kill me!- I yell moving on the ground and grabbing her wrists when she tries to bring her hands to my face.

Cynthia: As sexy as this is, we girls have a visitor.- She tells us and we both look at her confused.

Stacie: What?- asks just as confused as me, sitting on my lap and looking at our acasister.

Cynthia just nods her head, away from the direction we're looking and letting us know we have to follow her nod. We both turned our faces to the other side and we met a tall girl with brown hair.

I open my eyes in surprise and feel my cheeks heat up with embarrassment. I get up from the ground along with my best friend in just two seconds.

Cynthia: Not that I'm complaining girls, but you're soaking wet.- She points to our clothes and I look down at my white t-shirt; seeing how it shows through.

I bite my lip a little embarrassed, separating the shirt a little from my body and preventing my lilac bra from being seen anymore. I clear my throat and look at the new girl.

Chloe: Well, leaving the whole wet t-shirt thing aside.- She speaks downplaying our wet clothes. -Emily here has come to do an audition.- she warns and I look at the confused co -captain.

Y/n: Not to sound rude or anything Emily.- I tell the nervous girl with a smile. -But we can't accept anyone , Chloe , you heard the dean and she practically forbade us from auditions to avoid our 'spread'.- I remind her, putting quotation marks around the last word.

Flo: She is an heiress.- She tells me a little low.

Y/n: One what ? - I ask confused.

Chloe: She is an heiress, her mother was a Bela and therefore she has the opportunity to audition.- She explains to me and I nod not very sure. - It is in the oath of the Belas and it comes to our hair. - she says to all those present.

Y/n: But we still can't do auditions.- I say confused, scratching my eyebrow nervously for not wanting to get in trouble with the dean.

Most of the girls may be graduating this year, if not all but me; but I still have two years left and I don't want to have any problems with the dean.

Chloe: We haven't really gone to where she is.- She points to the heiress, who is nervously playing with her hands. -She has come to us and she is an heiress, so we have to audition her yes or yes.- she assures me and I sigh exhausted.

Y/n: Okay.- I accept walking to stand behind the sofa.

Amy: Let's see what you know how to do heiress.- she points to her, falling on the sofa in front of me.

Emily: I'll sing a song that I've written.- she explains. –Although I haven't really finished it yet and it still has some work to do, so don't get all worked up . It sounded borderline, I didn't want to sound borderline. - she says quickly nervously. -Fat Amy , a beautiful little pussy.- she flatters and I raise my eyebrows in surprise.

Amy: Thank you, go ahead. – Thanks clearly flattered.

Emily: When tomorrow comes, I'll be on my own ...- she begins to sing and I open my eyes surprised by her voice.

There is something in her voice that is soothing and amazing. I can't help but stare at her in complete awe, detailing every detail of her face and the gestures she's making as she sings. I watch as she closes her eyes to concentrate and I can hear a slight rise in confidence in her voice.

She smiled tenderly at the gestures she makes, since she looks very tender moving her hands with the song and with her eyes closed. I nod for her to continue, when she opens her eyes and looks at me as she sings.

Emily: ...And in the dark I found .. - stop singing. –I'm still working and it's a bit green; so .. don't take it into account.- she explains and I press my lips together to avoid laughing out loud.

He sings again, but this time she moves her arms more and she does it with a smile on her face. From one moment to the next she starts making weird noises, like a guitar or something like that and I can't help but let out a laugh.

Chloe: Will you excuse us for a moment ? - she asks when she finishes singing.

Emily: Emm , yes of course.- She accepts confused and the co - captain immediately turns around calling us to come closer.

Chloe: It's pretty good, can we take it? - She asks us all in a whisper, but not low enough so that the heiress doesn't hear her and shifts uncomfortably in her place.

Amy: What do you expect us to say ? - she asks the only captain present. -It's right there.- she whispers, pointing at the girl with her eyes.

Y/n: And she can hear us.- I warn them in a whisper, making the girls greet her with smiles and she makes an awkward gesture with her hand in response.

Amy: She's not a soloist, that's clear.- she whispers giving her opinion.

Flo / Stacie: No.- they deny along with some others.

Chloe: She has come to us, we don't break any rules.- she reminds us in a whisper.

Stacie: The legal loophole is perfect for us.- She assures us and we all nod in agreement with her.

Flo: It's always good to have an extra body, in case someone is kidnapped for ransom, put in a freezer and forced to eat leaves and gas bills.- she says and we all look at her between confused and a little disturbed.

Cynthia: We shouldn't decide anything without Beca.- she doesn't say and I nod my head in agreement.

Stacie: Isn't it strange that she haven't opened her eyes at all?- she asks us and I open my eyes looking at Emily's awkward attitude.

Amy: We're talking about her and she's right there.- She says looking at the brunette with a slightly uncomfortable smile.

Y/n: And she can still hear us.- I remind them quickly when they all smile.

Amy: Let's start with the giraffe legs.- she whispers and I open my eyes in surprise.

Y/n: Amy no.- I deny quickly. -She's in front, she's listening to us and what you just said is offensive.- I scold her with a frown.

Stacie: And then she says that she doesn't look anything like her sister.- she comments, rolling her eyes amused.

Chloe : Okay, let's vote.- she tells us. -Whoever wants it a G sharp and who doesn't want it an E flat.- she explains to us and at three we all sing a G sharp.

We all walk towards her, to stand in front of her with serious faces and not giving her a clue of the result. She sweeps her gaze over all of us quickly, until she collides with mine and stares at me with unfocused eyes.

I look at her a bit confused by her look, but I assume it will be because of my nerves and I give her a soft smile to calm her down a bit.

Chloe: Welcome to the Bellas!- she shouts excitedly and the new one screams happily.

Emily: I'm a happy junk! - screams and starts to dance in a kind of cute but weird; very weird way.

Cynthia: You can stop, you can stop.- She asks gently grabbing her wrists preventing her arms from moving.

Emily: Well, when does my initiation start ? - She asks and I look at her strangely. -An idea, I'm going to my room and I'll act surprised when you cover my head with a hood, while I ride the rubik 's cube while I sip Vodka from a compress.- she says and I look at her as if she were crazy.

Y/n: Yes , well, I'm going to change and that's it.- I say a bit confused and walk towards the stairs.

Stacie: Wait, I'll go with you.- she tells me and slaps me on the butt.

Y/n: Stacie!- I exclaim jumping on the spot and seeing how my roommate starts running up the stairs. -You're going to find out!- i scream and run after her.

I take the stairs two at a time, running down the hall until I reach the door to our room and try to get in it. I hear my friend's amused laugh from the other side of the door, when it barely opens a few inches and she closes it on the other side.

Emily's POV

I watch as the pretty blue-eyed girl runs up the stairs, following Stacie and the girls next to me laugh at them.

Chloe: You'll get used to it, they spend the day making jokes and running one after the other.- She tells me and I nod, returning my gaze to the redhead and the blonde in front of me.

Amy: They're like a TV Reality , they entertain you when you have nothing to do and there's nothing better on TV.- She explains laughing and I smiled slightly.

Chloe: This house really is a 24h Reality.- she tells me laughing and taking a sip of whatever she has in her yellow plastic cup.

Amy : But I hope you have earplugs, heiress.- She tells me taking a step back. -Because with those two can make a lot of noise at night.- she comments with an amused smile and walks towards the kitchen.

I don't know why, that last comment has caused a kind of emptiness in my stomach and I don't really understand why. I mean, the blue-eyed brunette is clearly physically attractive and has a beautiful smile.

During my test, the two times I have looked at her, she has smiled at me in a way that is unique and difficult for me to express. But her smile has somehow put me at ease and my heart has beaten a few milliseconds faster.

Although it could be because of the nerves and the fact that everyone looked at me in a serious way except her. Yes, it's probably that. I don't like girls, so I can't possibly like her and I don't even know her name.

Emily: Are they a couple ? - I ask interested, trying to seem as casual and disinterested as possible.

Chloe: Who Stacie and Y/n? - she asks pointing with her thumb to the stairs.

Emily: Yes, you know from Fat Amy 's comment.- I explain and she shakes her head smiling.

Chloe: No, they only have sporadic sex when neither of them manages to flirt at a party.- She denies amused. -Or when they're horny and the hunter needs attention.- she comments in a whisper, shrugging her shoulders unimportantly.

Emily: The hunter ? - I ask completely lost.

Chloe: It's what Stacie calls her vagina.- She answers me amused and I open my eyes in surprise.

Amy: Okay girls! It's party time!- she shouts suddenly appearing next to me and I jump in fright. –We have the tickets for Copenhagen and a new Bella! - she yells putting an arm around my shoulders at the end.

Emily: Party ? - I ask confused and a little excited, it would be my first university party and also being a Bella.

Amy: The trebels are having a party tonight.- She replies, standing next to the redhead again. -Now let's go! - she shouts and they all start walking towards the front door.

Y/n: Wait for me! - She shouts already changed and going down the stairs two by two.

I take in the clothes she's wearing and I can't help but run my eyes up and down her body. I open my mouth in awe, at how incredibly beautiful and attractive she looks. She wears a black top with a V-neckline, revealing her breasts and abs. Oh my god! She has abs.

I look down from her abs, seeing her black mom jeans and how the waist and butt area hugs her body like a glove. I snap out of my reverie when I feel someone link their arm through mine and pull me towards the door.

Jessica: Hi, my name is Jessica and her name is Ashley.- She introduces herself with a big smile and also introduces the short-haired brunette next to her.

Emily: My name is Emily.- I introduce myself focusing on them and not on the girl who just came down the stairs.

Ashley: We know, you've already introduced yourself.- she comments with a small laugh. -Anyway, welcome to the Bellas Emily, you'll see how much fun you have and the fun things we do.- she promises me with a huge smile.

Jessica: Do you know the name of the girls ? - I wonder and I shake my head.

Ashley: Perfect, we'll point them out to you and tell you their names.- She assures me, positioning herself on my free side and intertwining her arm with mine; just like Jessica.

Jessica: The short girl with black hair and a Latin accent is Flo Fuentes, she joined the Bellas about two years ago and she's a lot of fun.- She points to the girl next to the Asian girl.

Ashley: The one next door is called Lilly, she is somewhat mysterious and quiet.- she explains to me. –We don't know much about her because when she speaks she does it very very softly and we are not able to understand her.- she tells me and the blonde nods in support.

Jessica: The ones who won't stop fighting and were all wet are Stacie . Conrad and Y/n Mitchell.- she says pointing to the duo. - Stacie is the one on her back, she's a bit cheeky and she doesn't care if her opinions annoy someone. - She comments while we see how the newly named jumps and climbs on the pretty girl's back.

Ashley: Y/n is the complete opposite of her, she is a very kind and direct person, but she tries not to make what she says bother or hurt someone by being as politically correct as possible.- She explains and I nod, keeping that information locked. .

Emily: Wait Mitchell? - I ask confused, since I know of a Mitchell in the Bellas and that is Beca, the creator of the Bella sound and a legend. -I thought that the only Mitchell in the Bellas was Beca.- I comment and the two laugh, but not in mockery or something like that.

Ashley: It was two years ago.- She tells me and I'm still confused. - Y/n is Beca's little sister, she is two years younger than her and I enter the Bellas as soon as I enter university.- she explains and I nod in understanding.

Emily: So Y/ n and Beca are real sisters.- I say to make the point clear and the two nod in confirmation.

Jessica: Yes, but they are completely the opposite of each other.- She assures me with a small smile. –While Y/n is more spontaneous, sentimental, fun and smiling; Beca is more serious, firm and only smiles when she is with her sister, Chloe , Amy or when one of us falls.- She tells me and starts laughing along with the other Bella.

Ashley: It's actually funny to see Beca all rude and serious at one point, but as soon as Y/n shows up and hugs her she's a total teddy bear.- She assures me and I can't help but smile imagining it.

I'm sure that Y/n's hugs are incredible, they are surely one of those that warm you up inside and make you feel safe. I bite my lip helplessly, imagining how it will feel to have Y/n come to your side and hug you.

Jessica: Then there is Cynthia Rose, she is very funny, somewhat rude and has an impressive voice.- she tells me excitedly.

Ashley: Really all of us have good voices, the best from my point of view are those of Cynthia , Y/n, Chloe and Beca to tell the truth.- She thinks and that makes me want to hear Y/n sing in some rehearsal with all my soul.

Jessica: Don't say we told you, but Cynthia in her first year told us that she had a gambling problem, when she left it with her girlfriend and started playing poker.- she tells me in a whisper and I open my eyes surprised.

Emily: But is she better now? - I ask a little worried, gambling is something very serious and destroys many lives.

Ashley: Yes, with the help of the Bellas she got ahead and hasn't played since first grade.- she answers me with a reassuring smile.

During the way to the trebels house . They keep telling me information and basic things about all the girls in the house. I have to admit that I have asked a lot about Y/n, trying to be as subtle as possible and thus avoid raising any suspicion.

Not that I like her or anything. It's just that Y/n makes me very curious and I'd like to know about her, before I talk to her and make a fool of myself in front of her.

Because I am very clumsy and somewhat shy, so ridicule is something that is almost guaranteed. But I don't want to make a fool of myself and let her see how clumsy I am the first time we talk. So I need as much information as possible that I can get, without my interest being too noticeable and girls thinking something it's not.

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