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Delphine LaLaurie
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LaLaurie married three times in Louisiana and was twice widowed. She was a very rich woman and though she was a widow she kept her status well in high society, until April 10, 1834.
when rescuers responded to a fire at her Royal Street mansion. They discovered bound slaves in her attic who showed evidence of cruel, violent abuse over a long period. LaLaurie's house was subsequently sacked by an outraged mob of New Orleans citizens.
Accounts of Delphine LaLaurie's treatment of her slaves between 1831 and 1834 vary. As its in the 1800s so records would be limited but a person named Harriet Martineau, wrote in 1838 and recounting tales told to her by New Orleans residents during her 1836 visit, claimed that slaves of LaLaurie were observed to be "singularly haggard and wretched" however, in public appearances LaLaurie was seen to be generally polite to Black people and solicitous of the health of those enslaved.
although the causes of death are not mentioned and infectious diseases could easily have been the cause. There were a woman named Bonnie was killed alongside her kids by the treatment of this woman.
Court records of the time showed that LaLaurie freed two slaves (Jean Louis in 1819 and Devince in 1832).
Martineau wrote that public rumors about LaLaurie's mistreatment of slaves on her property were sufficiently widespread that a local lawyer was dispatched to Royal Street to remind LaLaurie of the laws for the upkeep of slaves. During this visit, the lawyer found no evidence of wrongdoing or mistreatment of slaves by LaLaurie. (A/N: which is wtf?)
There were other tales of LaLaurie's cruelty that were current among New Orleans residents in about 1836. She said that, subsequent to the visit of the lawyer, one of LaLaurie's neighbors saw an eight-year-old slave girl fall to her death from the roof of the Royal Street mansion while trying to avoid punishment from a whip-wielding LaLaurie.
According to Martineau, this incident led to an investigation of the LaLauries, in which they were found guilty of illegal cruelty and forced to forfeit nine slaves of their household. These nine enslaved people were bought back by the LaLauries through an intermediary relative, and returned to the Royal Street residence.
On April 10, 1834, a fire broke out in the LaLaurie residence on Royal Street starting in the kitchen. When the police and fire marshals got there, they found the cook, a 70-year-old woman, chained to the stove by her ankle. She later said that she had set the fire as a suicide attempt because she feared being punished.
bystanders responding to the fire attempted to enter the quarters of those enslaved to ensure that everyone had been evacuated. Upon being refused the keys by the LaLauries, the bystanders broke down the doors to the quarters and found
"seven slaves, horribly mutilated, and suspended by the neck, with their limbs apparently stretched and torn from one extremity to the other",
When the discovery of the abused slaves became widely known, a mob of local citizens attacked the LaLaurie residence and "demolished and destroyed everything upon which they could lay their hands".
She did escape from any punishment and fled to france but she self imposed exile which is a shock, but also it was a complete different time back then,
She died on December 7, 1849 but the cause of death she completely unknown
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eyestrain-addict · 7 months
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Listening to true crime and a familiar address popped up. 1140 royal Street in New Orleans. The home of a slaver who murdered and tortured slaves.... and was married to a man named Louis....
It's literally not even 3 houses over from the Gallier house.
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geeknik · 7 months
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31 Days of Halloween: Day 14, The Dark Secrets of the LaLaurie Mansion
Welcome to Day 14 of our 31 days of Halloween series. Today, we journey to the heart of New Orleans to explore the enigmatic and infamous LaLaurie Mansion. Known for its dark history and alleged hauntings, this mansion carries a chilling reputation as one of the most haunted locations in the United States. Prepare to uncover the disturbing secrets and paranormal tales that shroud this haunted house.
Historical Background
The LaLaurie Mansion, located on Royal Street in the French Quarter of New Orleans, was the residence of Delphine LaLaurie and her wealthy husband, Louis LaLaurie, in the early 19th century. Delphine LaLaurie was a prominent socialite known for her elegance and charm. However, her facade concealed a dark and horrifying secret.
Dark Secrets and Haunting Tales
The LaLaurie Mansion gained notoriety when a fire erupted within its walls on April 10, 1834. It was during this incident that the horrors hidden within the mansion were revealed. Firefighters discovered a secret chamber in the attic, revealing a gruesome scene of torture and cruelty perpetrated by Delphine LaLaurie. The discovery shocked the community and forever tarnished the mansion's history.
The Torture Chamber: Inside the secret chamber, authorities found enslaved individuals who had been subjected to unimaginable acts of violence and torture. Torture implements and evidence of mutilation filled the room, showcasing the horrors inflicted upon those unfortunate souls. Delphine LaLaurie's cruel treatment of the enslaved has left an indelible mark on the mansion's legacy.
The Curse of the LaLaurie Mansion: Legends suggest that after the discovery of the atrocities committed by Delphine LaLaurie, a mob descended upon the mansion, seeking vengeance. However, Delphine and her husband managed to escape, leaving behind a curse on the house. Many believe that the spirits of the tortured souls remain trapped within the mansion, seeking justice and tormenting those who dare to enter.
Paranormal Encounters: Over the years, numerous reports of paranormal activity have emerged from the LaLaurie Mansion. Visitors and residents have claimed to witness ghostly apparitions, hear disembodied screams and cries, and experience unexplained cold spots and feelings of unease. Many attribute these phenomena to the tortured souls whose lives were tragically cut short within the mansion's walls.
Exploring the Haunted Mansion
While the LaLaurie Mansion is privately owned and closed to the public, the allure of its dark history and ghostly reputation draws paranormal enthusiasts and curious visitors to its doorstep. Guided ghost tours of the French Quarter often include eerie tales and accounts of the mansion's haunting, allowing participants to experience the chilling ambiance from the outside.
Conclusion
As we conclude Day 14 of our Halloween series, the LaLaurie Mansion in New Orleans stands as a haunting reminder of the horrors that can hide behind closed doors. Delve into the dark secrets and chilling tales surrounding the mansion, but approach with caution. The tortured souls and the curse that linger within its walls continue to captivate and terrify those who dare to seek the truth behind its haunting facade.
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3 Creepy Haunted Paintings Part 2
Can a painting be haunted? can the artist put a spiritual presence behind their work, or is it the subject of the painting that is haunting it?
[0:17] Portrait of Arie Delphine LaLaurie 
[6:30] The Hands Resist Him
[11:20] Portrait of a Lady   
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bookwormsreview · 1 year
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Label/scent reveal: Delphine LaLaurie is a fantastic bourbon and brown sugar scent.
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Alastor Rips Apart His Grandmother's Soul
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simplysummers · 7 months
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I finally finished Roanoke, so this is my current ranking for those who care ✨
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sawyerconfort · 10 months
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Hi can you write Fiona Goode x fem reader using prompts #4, #8 and #19? Thank you <3
Sorry for the inactivity and request delay, anon, here it is!
and for other interested readers, yes, I'm back!
Hope you like it!
requests are currently closed, but news is coming and I hope to be able to reopen them soon!
enjoy!
I was really looking forward to write something about Fiona Goode (she's mother, she solos, she is the supreme and she's in charge everywhere!)
*fem!reader but you can change if you feel comfortable too!*
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4. "you okay?" 8. "yes, you can hold my hand, sweetie." 19. "yes, you can cry."
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Fiona wasn't a patient person, nor was she very sentimental, but oddly enough, there was something about her that woke up when she was with you. Maybe it was the age gap and the constant worry of having someone who wasn't a witch in the middle of so much violence, magic and power. Maybe it was, who knows, the idea of being able to start over, of being able to create a successor like she had never created Cordelia, maybe a way for Fiona to redeem herself from previous sins and guarantee a place in Heaven.
Or maybe it was just a good feeling, a genuine love that someone like Fiona Goode probably never felt. Not with such intensity.
But she was, when you stopped to look at her, extremely tough, cold and cautious. She didn't smile at you, she didn't even show that she loved you back, while you only knew how to admire that woman, the Supreme, the most powerful witch in the entire coven.
It was late at night and for some reason you couldn't sleep. Maybe the shock of having a ghost of the LaLauries alive and working as a servant in the house got to you. Deciding to go back to sleep, you just went down to the kitchen to get some water, taking advantage of the fact that Delphine was sleeping peacefully, and, when you were almost finished emptying the glass, the door opened and scared you more than it should have.
Suddenly, when you least expected it, Fiona was passing through the room, and was about to go upstairs when she saw you, turning those piercing eyes right in your direction.
"What the hell are you doing up at this hour, (Y\N)?" she asked, her voice altered but low, with a surprised intonation.
"I could ask you the same thing," you replied, bluntly.
She raised an eyebrow. "It's none of your business, you moron."
You waited for Fiona to turn and go to her big, beautiful room, and she did. But before you hit the stairs together, one after the other, she let out a huge sniff, which startled you.
"You okay?" you asked, not expecting her to answer. And Fiona didn't answer until you were in her room, standing in the doorway. "What were you doing out there, Fiona? I care about you, I need answers."
She sighed. "Don't tell Cordelia, she couldn't stand it. I went… well, I went to the hospital, had chemo. I can only go out at night, which is when I'm sure you, and she, are asleep."
You widened your eyes, taken by surprise. Not entirely impressed, of course, because without even knowing it, Fiona had already hinted to you that she was running out of time. And honestly, it was either you or Myrtle Snow - and Fiona would kind of do anything not to tell Myrtle Snow -.
"I'm sorry, Fiona," you said, opening her bedroom door for good and letting her sit on the bed. Left with no choice, and feeling compassion for the Supreme, you sat down beside her and sighed. "Want company? I'm not very sleepy…"
She nodded and sighed too, letting you sit closer to the side, letting your bodies almost stick together. She looked tired and sad and lonely, and again, your pity for her was greater than any hatred and indignation at the Supreme's indifference.
"Please (Y\N), promise me this will stay between us…"
"How much time do you have left?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. But what worries me isn't even the disease. I know I can lessen its effects, and it has helped me, even if it doesn't seem like it. What worries me is, in reality, the time that will pass, time is short for me. I will not die of common causes, I will be forced to leave because a Supreme will be in power after me… And you know who she is."
You looked at her. "Why don't you tell her the truth? Why do you keep all these mysteries to yourself?"
"Cordelia is more fragile than she looks, darling. If I tell her, she might internalize the powers, and everything will be even more ruined for me."
Her eyes were getting smaller and smaller, lowered, dilated, almost closed. Fiona really was fading away, little by little, and if you didn't do something, you'd have less time than you wanted.
"Could I just…"
"Yes, you can hold my hand, sweetie." She replied, smiling, as if she read your mind. Automatically, Fiona's hands sought out and reached for hers. She was looking into her eyes when she whispered, in a thin voice. "You are special to me, (Y\N). I'm a terrible person to you and I don't deserve someone like that…"
"You're not a bad person, Fiona. You just don't know how to show feelings, but I know all that even without you saying it out loud…", you smiled, squeezing her hand even tighter. "You'll never be alone again. This is just between us, and I promise you'll have me until the end, right?"
"I definitely don't deserve you, sweetie…", she laughed, hugging you and letting your head rest on her chest. "You're unlike anything I've seen before, and that intrigues me so much…"
Her voice was suddenly shaky, and you could tell she was holding in her tears. Fiona sniffed again and you looked up, smiling.
"Yes, you can cry." You whispered, still looking at her, and just as two tears fell, you used your fingers to wipe them away.
Fiona smiled, closing her eyes, and then gently leaned in to kiss you. A quick but meaningful peck.
"What was that?", you whispered, confused, laughing.
"I don't know. But I felt like it. And I wanted to try this before something happened to me."
You laughed and patted her arm lightly. "Nothing is going to happen, shut your mouth. We still have a lot more time to explore and experience other things…"
She laughed and then used her advanced strength to throw you onto the bed, getting on top of you.
"Oh really? Does that mean I can try again?"
You laughed, and kissed Fiona harder now, letting the rest of the night become history. And, well, to be honest, all you guys did least was sleep that night…
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licncourt · 2 years
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Okay I was doing fic research and it's important to me you all know that Rue Royale (the Gallier House irl) is right next door to the Lalaurie Mansion, which means that Loustat and Claudia were canonically neighbors with famous NOLA serial killer Delphine Lalaurie in the 1830s.
Thank you for your attention.
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starrysnowdrop · 7 months
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What is your favourite ghost story?
Well, I’ve always loved ghost stories and hearing about haunted places, especially because I am from New Orleans, which is supposedly one of the most haunted cities in the world. As such, I’ve heard many ghost stories growing up, but one that always stuck with me was the LaLaurie Mansion.
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This was a mansion owned by Madame Delphine LaLaurie located in the French Quarter, and you can still see the mansion on ghost tours of the city today. I won’t go into a ton of detail, because it gets incredibly graphic, but she was a slave owner that tortured and murdered her slaves. The mansion is now allegedly haunted by the slaves that were killed there, and there are some locals that don’t even like walking by the mansion for fear of encountering a ghost.
This is a really famous story that has sat with me for most of my life, and I’m still not sure if I do believe in ghosts, but if they were real, I’d bet that there would be some in that mansion.
Thank you for the ask @ainyan!! 🥰💖
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character-charts · 1 year
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American Horror Story (Coven) character’s birth chart & personality type's in my opinion.
Zoe Benson
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Sun - Cancer
Moon - Libra
Rising - Virgo
Mercury - Cancer
Mars - Pisces
Venus - Cancer
Personality type - INFP Mediator
Madison Montgomery
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Sun - Gemini
Moon - Leo
Rising - Scorpio
Mercury - Leo
Mars - Aquarius
Venus - Leo
Personality type - ESTP Entrepeneur
Fiona Goode
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Sun - Leo
Moon - Aquarius
Rising - Capricorn
Mercury - Leo
Mars - Cancer
Venus - Libra
Personality type -ENTJ Commander
Kyle Spencer
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Sun - Sagittarius
Moon - Scorpio
Rising - Cancer
Mercury - Sagittarius
Mars - Scorpio
Venus - Aries
Personality type - ISFJ Defender
Cordelia Foxx (Goode)
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Sun - Virgo
Moon - Capricorn
Rising - Scorpio
Mercury - Virgo
Mars - Sagittarius
Venus - Pisces
Personality type - INFJ Advocate
Queenie
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Sun - Scorpio
Moon - Aries
Rising - Gemini
Mercury - Scorpio
Mars - Aries
Venus - Libra
Personality type - ESTP Entrepeneur
Nan
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Sun - Aries
Moon - Gemini
Rising - Pisces
Mercury - Aries
Mars - Pisces
Venus - Leo
Personality type - ENFJ Protagonist
Misty Day
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Sun - Pisces
Moon - Sagittarius
Rising - Virgo
Mercury - Pisces
Mars - Taurus
Venus - Cancer
Personality type - INFP Mediator
Marie LaLaurie Delphine
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Sun - Taurus
Moon - Scorpio
Rising - Aries
Mercury - Taurus
Mars - Taurus
Venus - Virgo
Personality type - ESTJ Executive
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babygorewhore · 8 months
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who’s your least favorite ahs character?
OOFFFF…okay.
Top hated would be Delphine LaLaurie. Because she’s literally the worst and I would give her a horrible death.
But also, honestly Ben Harmon. I just absolutely hate him. Delphine is supposed to be hated. She’s a villain. But Ben THINKS he’s a good guy. He’s so selfish. He treated his family like shit and he has the nerve to judge other people.
LIKE HE HAD THE GULL TO ARGUE WITH HIS WIFE OVER SEX WHEN HE CHEATED ON HER????
I would have beat the bricks off this man. YES! I cannot stand him.
AND IVY FROM CULT!!! Lord have mercy she was such a horrible person. What she did to ally? Like move over ILL be her wife thank you. And her reasoning for what she did was so lame. She got what she deserved I think.
But thank you for this question. I love answering them hehehe
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whitepolaris · 1 year
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New Orlean’s Haunted Mansion
by Troy Taylor
For generations, the LaLaurie Mansion of New Orleans has been considered the most haunted house in the French Quarter. The stage was set for the ghostly tales that surround the mansion, when Dr. Louis LaLaurie and his wife, Delphine, highly respected and renowned for their elegant soirées, moved into their newly built home. Madame LaLaurie was the most influential Creole woman in the city, and she pampered her guests with the best of everything. Friends would note her extraordinary kindness, but there was a dark side to the woman-a side that some merely suspected but others knew as a fact. 
Maintenance at the ornate LaLaurie residence was the job of dozens of slaves. Many guests remembered Delphine’s sleek mulatto butler: a handsome man who wore expensive livery and never ventured far from her side. In stark contrast, the other slaves were thin and hollow-chested and moved about the house like shadows, never raising their eyes. 
Stories began to circulate about Madame LaLaurie’s cruel treatment of her staff. It was said that she kept her cook chained to the kitchen fireplace, and that many of the slaves fared much worse. Also, many of these poor unfortunes seemed to leave, never to be seen again. 
One woman in the neighborhood witnessed the death of a young slave girl who jumped from the mansion’s roof to escape Delphine’s whip. The woman also claimed that she later saw the girl being buried in a shallow grave beneath the cypress trees in the garden. The authorities who investigated were appalled by the condition of the slaves, who were then impounded and sold at auction. To their misfortune, the slaves were sold to relatives of Madame LaLaurie, who in turned secretly bought them back. She explained to her friends that the death of the girl had been a horrible accident, but so many people remained skeptical that the LaLauries’ social standing went into decline. 
House of Horrors
It was a terrible fire in April 1834 that exposed the LaLauries for who they truly were. In the chaos, Delphine’s only concern was her valuables. When asked about her slaves, she snapped at her neighbors needn’t interfere with family business. When neighbors and firefighters disregard her and began to search for the slaves, they discovered a locked iron-hinged door leading to the attic. After Dr. LaLaurie refused to open it, they broke down the door. 
What greeted them was almost beyond human imagination. More than a dozen slaves, both male and female and all naked, were chained up to the wall of the confined chamber. Others were strapped to makeshift operating tables or locked in dog cages. Human body parts were scattered about the room, and bloody organs were placed haphazardly in buckets. Bones and human teeth were stacked on shelves and next to a collection of whips and paddles. 
According to newspaper and eyewitnesses accounts, the slaves had been tortured. Worse, torture had been administered in such way as to make death occur slowly. Fleeing the scene in horror and disgust, the rescuers summoned doctors, who rushed to the slaves’ aid. 
News of the atrocities soon spread throughout New Orleans, and angry crowds gathered in front of the mansion. It was believed that Delphine alone was responsible for the horrors, with her husband turning a blind, if knowing, eye. 
Those who had first broken into the attic made formal statements to the authorities about their discovery in the attic chamber. And a female slave testified that Madame LaLaurie would sometimes inflict torture on the captives with the couples’ guests dined and danced below. But before any arrests could be made, Madame LaLaurie and her family escaped, never to be officially seen in New Orleans again. Nor she was ever tried for her crimes. 
Her flight so enraged the crowd that they took their anger on the house Madame LaLaurie had left behind. By the time authorities arrived to store order, the contents were almost completely destroyed. The mansion was closed and sealed and remained silent, uninhabited, and abandoned. Or did it? 
Wailing Spirits
The stories of hauntings at 1140 Royal Street began almost as soon as the LaLauries fled. The mansion, which remained vacant for a few years after its sacking by the mob, fell into a state of ruin. Many people claimed to hear screams of agony coming from the empty house at night and to observe apparitions of slaves walking on the balconies and grounds. Some stories claimed that vagrants who had entered the mansion seeking shelter were never heard from again. 
The mansion was placed on the market by the LaLauries’ agent in 1837. But the man who bought it lived there only three months, plagued by strange noises, cries, and groans in the night. He tried leasing the rooms, but the tenants stayed for a few days at the most. The new owner gave up, and the mansion was abandoned.
After a turn as an integrated high school, then a school for black children, the mansion once again became a center for New Orleans society in 1882, when an English teacher turned it into a “conservatory of music and a fashionable dancing school.” That ended after a local newspaper apparently claimed the teacher engaged in some improprieties with female students, and the school was closed. 
The mansion was abandoned again until the late 1890s, when it was bought and converted into cheap housing for a new wave of Italian immigrants. For many of the tenants, not even the low rent was enough to keep them there-hardly surprising, given the strange occurrences. One main claimed to have been attacked by a naked black man in chains, who then suddenly vanished. Others claimed to have found butchered animals in the mansion. Children were attacked by a phantom with a whip, and others saw strange figures wrapped in shrouds. 
One night, a young mother was terrified to find a woman in elegant evening clothes bending over her sleeping infant. The mysterious woman vanished when approached. Aside from the ghost sightings, the sounds of screams, groans, and cries-said to have come from the locked and abandoned attic-regularly reverberated through the house at night. After word spread of the strange goings-on, the mansion was deserted once again. 
A Temporary Lodger?
In the late 1880s, rumors tied the eccentric son of a wealthy New Orleans family to the LaLaurie Mansion. Joseph Edouard Vigne supposedly lived secretly in the house for several years until his death in 1892. He was found dead on a tattered cot, apparently having lived in filth. 
Hidden away in the surrounding rooms was a collection of antiques and treasure. A bag containing several hundred dollars was found near his body, and another search uncovered several thousand dollars hidden in his mattress. For some time after, rumors that the mansion held a concealed treasure circulated, but few people dared to go in search of it. 
How much of the tale is true is lost to time. Still, was Vigne’s ghostly voice once of the many that frightened later inhabitants of the cursed house? 
A Succession of Owners
The mansion later became a tavern, then a furniture store. The tavern owner, taking advantage of the building’s history, named his establishment, The Haunted Saloon. The owner even kept a record of any strange things encountered by patrons. 
The furniture store didn’t fare so well. The owner first suspected vandals when, on more than one occasion, he found all of his merchandise covered in a dark, foul-smelling liquid. He waited one night with a shotgun, hoping the vandals would return. When dawn came, the furniture had been ruined yet again, even though no one had entered the building. The owner soon closed down the store. 
The mansion changed hands several times until 1969, when a retired New Orleans doctor bought it. He restored the house to its original opulent state, though with a common living room in the front and five luxury apartments in the rear. While he was able to attract new tenants, not all of them lived in the mansion without incident. In the early 1970s, a tenant named Mrs. Richards claimed to have witnessed a number of unexplained events in her apartment: water faucets turning on by themselves, doors opening and closing, and assorted minor annoyances. Other tenants spoke of a young girl’s screams coming from the courtyard at night. 
These stories lived on for years. Only after the mansion became a private residence did the strange occurrences cease. Many in New Orleans believed the hauntings had simply faded away with time. That is possible, of course, but only if spirits born of a tragedy so horrifying could ever find their rest. 
Epilogue
A number of years ago, the owners were remodeling the LaLaurie Mansion when they found skeletal remains in a large pit beneath the wooden floor of one of the back rooms. The haphazard positioning of the remains suggested that the bodies had been dumped unceremoniously into the pit. 
Speculation is that this was Madame LaLaurie’s own private graveyard-that she had removed sections of the floor and hastily buried the bodies to avoid detection. While the discovery of the remains answered one question, it unfortunately created another. Solving the mystery of the sudden disappearance of many of the LaLaurie slaves made some people wonder just how many other victims Madame LaLaurie had claimed-and tow wonder how many of them might still be lingering behind. 
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hiidenneiti · 1 year
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Madame Delphine Lalaurie is consistently described as “mad” and “insane” in published treatments of her history. In the garret of her urban mansion, she is said to have committed the vilest acts of sadistic lunacy. But instead of Madame Lalaurie being a rare type of slave mistress in a rare type of slave society, historical evidence suggests that she was among many in the New Orleans area and greater South who treated African Americans like chattel, and often brutally so. Entertaining stories of the haunted house on Royal Street depend on the vilification of their central character, Madame Lalaurie, whose guilt absolves New Orleans slaveholders in the past and the New Orleans tourist industry in the present from responsibility for committing or sensationalizing acts of racialized violence.
Tales from the Haunted South. Dark Tourism and Memories of Slavery from the Civil War Era. Tiya Miles. University of North Carolina Press, 2015.
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simplysummers · 8 months
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for the "send me series" game
AHS Freak Show and Coven, MacGyver, and Book of Boba Fett
Thank you Pax 💛
AHS: Freak Show:
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Favourite character: Jimmy Darling. I don’t really know why, this season for me is just pretty okay, so I don’t remember lots about it. But I liked Jimmy. I like Evan’s nicer characters (Kit being my ultimate fave).
Second favourite character: Desiree Dupree. She was such a badass. Loved her. I also liked Dot, Eve and Penny too.
Least favourite character: Maggie. I don’t really like any of Emma Roberts’ characters. She plays a bitch well, and we all know why. I’m not a fan of Dell or Chester either.
The character I'm most like: hmm, probably Eve.
Favourite pairing: I don’t have one.
Least favourite pairing: I don’t think I have one of these either. I guess like Jimmy/Desiree cause that’s just weird.
Favourite moment: when Elsa dies and her heaven is where all her old performers are.
Rating out of 10: a solid 6.5/10
AHS: Coven
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Favourite character: probably Cordelia. I don’t really like Coven that much so I don’t have huge opinions on it, but if I had to pick one I’d pick her. Especially because I relate so hard to the ‘can we please not move things, some of us are blind!’ quote.
Second favourite character: Kyle. Just cause I think he’s a sweetie who deserves better.
Least favourite character: Zoe and Madison. I don’t like other of them, I don’t care for Zoe’s actress’ typical broody teen, woe is me, I’m so dark and moody shtick, and again I don’t like Emma Roberts’ characters.
The character I'm most like: Cordelia. Us blind girlies gotta stick together.
Favourite pairing: can’t say I have one.
Least favourite pairing: Zoe/Kyle, Madison/Kyle, and Fiona/AxeMan
Favourite moment: I honestly don’t know… I like the flashbacks to Delphine LaLaurie’s life in the 1800s ecause I’m really interested in the history behind that story, but I don’t enjoy it ethically. They don’t give me the fuzzies if yknow what I mean.
Rating out of 10: 4/10.
MacGyver:
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Answered here.
The Book of Boba Fett:
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Favourite character: Fennec Shand the absolute love of my liiiife. I love her.
Second favourite character: Boba Fett of course.
Least favourite character: that stupid major-domo, I hated him.
The character I'm most like: probably one of the biker teens/young adults they decided to recruit. The really British one with the robot eye.
Favourite pairing: noneeee. This show is all family feeeeeeels.
Least favourite pairing: Boba/Fennec. Those are two gay besties. Even if Boba isn’t, Fennec is such a lesbian.
Favourite moment: literally any Fennec moment but I also love the ending where they walk through the town together.
Rating out of 10: 10/10
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