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Deuxmoi Submissions, 2023
January
Spotted: Daniel Riccardo and his long-time girlfriend Emma on a romantic date at a restaurant in Perth. Weird thing was this time his manager was also there side by side in company of a blonde girl.
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February
Subject: Twins
Email: [email protected]
Message: saw Daniel Ricciardo and his manager on a double date. One of the women was definitely Ricciardo’s girlfriend (and I think I saw a ring????) the other looked like her sister?
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March
Spotted: Daniel Ricciardo’s fiancée flower shopping with a group of women. Is the wedding happening?
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April
Spotted: saw like four F1 drivers (Charles LeClerc, Max Verstappen, Lance Stroll, and Esteban Ocon) getting off planes at Perth airport. I work the private terminal and there was a load of extra jets in. Is the F1 Royal Wedding happening?
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May
Message: what Met gala attendee had a meltdown because her dress didn’t fit her chest an hour before her red carpet time? She didn’t get a lot of attention but she’s got a couple of high profile places to be this month with her husband, let’s see if it’s just her chest expanding.
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June
Subject: wait WHAT
Email: [email protected]
Message: ok I could be wrong but I think I saw everyone’s favourite Australian who isn’t doing his usual job leaving a maternity hospital in [removed for their privacy] with his wife. Both looked delighted, he was the happiest he’s been in years
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July
Spotted: I work at a high end baby furniture shop and a high profile athlete and his wife came in. No clue how nobody knows she’s pregnant, it’s pretty obvious. Happy for them, they’re very in love and he couldn’t keep his hands off the bump
Update: yeah it was Daniel Ricciardo and his wife, also the tip they gave the furniture delivery bought us all takeout.
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August
Saw Daniel Ricciardo and his wife in the same restaurant as me in Faenza. They’re too cute and he wasn’t drinking wine because she can’t thanks to her pregnancy.
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Spotted: Em Ricciardo is a sweetheart! I was lost in Milan trying to find the train station with no phone signal, she speaks what sounded like fluent Italian and got the directions for me!
September
Subject: bundle of joy
Email: [email protected]
Message: Got to see the former Red Bull teammates at Formula Nurnburgring, but the highlight for me was watching Sebastian Vettel giving Emma Ricciardo a giant hug and a gift bag. It’s really obvious that they get along well, she was there cheering him in his car. His wife was there too, saw her and Emma chatting.
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October
Spotted: Daniel Ricciardo out for dinner with his wife, his manager, and what looked like his wife’s friend? It was his manager’s birthday and they sang happy birthday, but they did a toast later.
Spotted: Em Ricciardo looking so proud at her husband’s contract announcement. Red Bull got Dan a onesie for the new baby, it was adorable.
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November
Spotted: Daniel Ricciardo running through LAX to catch a Qantas flight to Sydney. Someone mentioned his wife is due soon, is the baby coming?
Spotted: Em Ricciardo in Perth airport, looked like she was collecting Dan from Vegas. She’s still pregnant! #F1BabyWatch
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December
Subject: flowers
Email: [email protected]
Message: I work in a florist and we had 22 bouquets sent to one room in [redacted] hospital in Perth. Most of the calls came from UK and European numbers. Looks like F1’s latest baby has arrived!
#call it what you want fic#ciwyw media#daniel ricciardo imagine#daniel ricciardo fanfic#f1 imagine#formula 1 imagine#formula one imagine#formula one fanfic#formula 1 fanfic#f1 fanfic
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Summer Lovin' - Never Ever Have I- Chapter Twenty Two
Summary: Sidney and Evie enjoy the rest of the summer offseason
Warnings- public sex, alcohol use, Daddy/Baby Girl dynamic
@pensfan5871 @pattiemac1 @heatherloves87 @penstxgal1968
Thursday- July 4th- Evie’s cottage- Pittsburgh
“When are people getting here, Evie?” Sidney asked as they unloaded the last of the groceries from their Costco run.
“I told everyone I would be ready at four, but they could come later if they wanted,” she answered.
“Good, I told Sully to come over at 5 PM,” he said as they divided and conquered their tasks. Occasionally, Evie would look over at him carefully preparing the meat for grilling and grin widely. Sidney looked up with a question in his eye and a head tilt. She came to him and kissed his cheek, “It’s our first party to host together.”
“First of many, right? Can we start doing parties for the team once the season starts? Football watching and Halloween? Maybe Thanksgiving, too?” he beamed at the possibilities.
“Would you like that, Beso?” she cooed, “Will you teach me how to be a Captain’s wife?”
He blinked and paused, not sure how to answer given their conversation in Las Vegas.
“I said no talk about the WEDDING. I think that we should absolutely continue to talk about the future and our expectations for it,” she reasoned.
“Then yes, I would love that. It would be a dream come true to have a partner to do all of it with. You are going to be so good at it. I can already tell by this party,” he assured her.
"You'll teach me the rest?" She asked.
"I'll teach you what I know, but I think you should reach out to Nathalie for the rest," he replied.
"That didn't work out so well last time," she reminded him.
"Well, let's see what she says and discuss it," he offered, "You will do it your own way."
"Beso," she smiled, "I am excited. I think we are going to make a great team."
"Yes, we will," he kissed her, "the very best team."
LATER THAT EVENING
Evie circled the beverage table and refilled the punch and adult punch. Sidney topped off the ice in the tub containing the beer and soda. They smiled at each other and both turned at the loud scream of “Evie!!!” coming from the back door.
Marisol stood at the back door, smiled and ran to Evie. “You made it,” Evie laughed as Marisol hugged her tight.
The barista laughed, “I wouldn’t miss it for the world, even if you do live in the bougie suburbs”
Sidney called out, “Hey Marisol, good to see you.”
Marisol stopped and did a double-take. She looked back and forth between Evie and Sidney. “What are you doing here?” she said cryptically.
Sidney smiled, “I am in town for a visit. I couldn’t go too long without seeing my girl.”
“You’re in town for a visit? Wait, what?” Marisol stammered, “I thought you broke up.”
Evie grinned nervously, “Marisol, why would you think that?” Sidney’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
“Because you have been moping around the hotel and stress eating chocolate chip cookies,” she replied, “That- and the flower thing”
Evie interjected, “I was moping because I was missing Sidney because he has been in Nova Scotia, not because we broke up!”
Sidney tilted his head, “What flower thing?” He walked over and stood next to Evie, who was thoroughly confused.
“The flowers haven’t come for the past two weeks,” Marisol answered as if Sidney’s question was entirely nonsensical.
“Huh?” Evie questioned.
“Your flowers- the ones that you get from Hockey Boy over there EVERY WEEK?” Marisol said incredulously. Sidney and Evie exchanged a confused look. Marisol continued, “Look, you can set a watch by the delivery of those flowers. They come every Monday morning at 9:30 on the dot. They have been on that schedule for almost 8 months. Then after you get back from your vacation, they stop. I figured you broke up.”
Evie laughed, “We didn’t break up. We didn’t break up at all.”
Sidney laughed and then turned to Evie, “Wait, you didn’t get flowers this week or last week?”
Evie stared at him, “No- she’s right. I have gotten them since we came back from vacation.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked.
“I just figured you took that whole ‘I am at my spoiling limit’ comment seriously,” she joked.
“Flowers are not spoiling, Evie. They are a necessity,” he stated quietly, “At least for my princess.”
Evie turned and gave him a firm kiss on the mouth, “You know, you set the bar for being a boyfriend impossibly high.”
“I’m Sidney Crosby,” he kissed her and began.
“You don’t do anything half-assed,” she finished with smile.
Marisol rolled her eyes, “OH-MY-GOD, you will literally give me a cavity.”
Sidney laughed, “By the way, I think that Eddie was an idiot. Please tell me that you dumped him. Why anyone would choose Roxanne over you is mind-boggling.”
Marisol shrugged, “Eddie who?”
“Good answer,” Sidney smiled, “I’ll let the two of you catch up. I have to investigate the lack of floral delivery to my princess.”
By the time Sidney made his way back to Evie, she was well-hydrated with rum punch and patriotic jello shots. Adriana, Marisol and she had made an impromptu dance floor. Evie screamed when the song “Wobble” came on. “Beso,” she screamed in search of him, “Your song is on.” He joined them on the dance floor to wobble his ass vigorously. When it was time to watch fireworks, they were thoroughly drenched in sweat.
Adriana winked at Evie as she grabbed Sidney’s hand and pulled him into the house. “Where are we going?” he drunkenly laughed. She guided him up the stairs, through her bedroom and onto the balcony. “Ohhhh,” he uttered in understanding, “We have a private spot to watch the fireworks.” He wrapped his arms around and pulled her lean back against his solid body. “I remember that you were so excited about watching fireworks from here,” he said softly as he kissed her neck.
She smiled and looked back at him. “Happy Fourth of July, Beso.”
He looked up as the fireworks started, “Would you believe that this is my first Fourth of July celebration? I have only had Canada Day until now.”
“How does it compare?” she asked curiously.
“It’s about the same. I suspect the post-fireworks activities this year will be entirely different,” he answered.
“Different how?” she raised an eyebrow.
“Oh, much more explosive on my part,” he teased.
“Where do you intend to explode, Beso?” she teased back.
“You’ll find out after the party, Mon Etoile,” he kissed her forcefully before turning his attention back to the fireworks.
Thursday, July 18th- Pittsburgh
Evie walked out to her car with a big grin on her face. Her meeting with the new hotel general manager, Grant, had gone extremely well and she couldn't wait to share the good news with Sidney. She dug out her phone and dialed his number.
Sidney: Evie?
Evie: Beso!
Sidney stood in the crowded bar and pressed the phone to his ear. Nate and he had been invited to a last minute birthday celebration for a teammate from mini-mites. He could barely hear her voice over the loud music. His eyes searched for a quiet place to move.
Sidney finally reached a spot and tried again.
Sidney: Evie- hi my gorgeous, gorgeous girl
Evie smiled as she heard the slight slur to his speech.
Evie: where are you? Are you drinking?
Sid: It's Mike's birthday. We are at the bar hanging out. Did you need me?
Evie: I was going to tell you about my meeting with Grant.
Sid: Oh yeah, how did it go?
Suddenly the call dropped
Evie: Sidney? Sidney?
Sidney waited for Evie to respond. It was a full minute before he realized the phone call had dropped. He looked at his phone in confusion. The screen was completely blank. Sid slowly blinked.
"Your phone died, Sid," Nate laughed.
"Shit," Sidney groaned.
Evie tried to call Sidney and it went straight to voice-mail. She sent a quick text.
"Sid!" a voice called from across the bar.
Inwardly Sidney groaned. It wasn't that he had any bad feelings toward Amanda. She was a perfectly nice person who spent all of her perfectly nice life in Cole Harbour. While Sidney loved his hometown, he was thankful for the experiences that living in Pittsburgh had afforded. Whatever common interests they had as teenagers had fizzled with time, yet Amanda seemed desperate to cling to them. The fact that Amanda seemed to be a source of insecurity for Evie was just another reason he hoped to limit interaction with her. So far in the four weeks he had been home, he had only seen her once in the grocery store.
His thoughts were interrupted when she touched him on the arm. "Hey Sid, take a picture with me," she asked. Sidney had lost count of the times that he was asked daily to take a photo with someone. He went on autopilot, looked at the camera and smiled. He then gave Nate a "save me" look and Nate obliged him.
"Sid, don't think that you are going to weasel out on our rematch," Nate loudly proclaimed as he wrapped his arm around Sidney’s shoulder and pulled him away from Amanda. When they got to the darts area, "She doesn't get the hint. Does she?"
Sidney looked over at her and frowned, "She means well, I think," Sidney defended her.
"If you say," Nate whistled lowly, "I would tread lightly though for Evie’s sake."
"Evie has nothing to worry about," Sidney balked.
"Yeah, because women are always logical and reasonable," Nate laughed.
"Shut up and play," Sidney smirked, "I am going to kick your ass again."
Evie heard her phone ring and she picked up the facetime call on the second ring.
Evie: Beso! You’re alive.
Sidney with a slight slur: Yeah, sorry about that. My phone died during our call.
Evie: I figured something happened. How’s Amanda?
Sidney squeaked: Amanda?
Evie: Yeah, Amanda- the blonde first love?
Sidney: Ummmm, fine I guess. I saw her for a second at the bar before Nate saved me. Why do you ask?
Evie: Check your instagram.
Sidney: I am too drunk to check my instagram. What’s on there?
Evie: She posted a picture of the two of you with the caption “Just a small town girl with her hometown boy- back where he belongs. Away from the clutches of those big city girls”
Sidney: She posted ME on Instagram with that caption?
Evie: Yep, tagged you and everything
Sidney: Evie….
Evie: Yes…..
Sidney: Don’t get jealous
Evie: Oh, I am not jealous. If I was jealous, I would mark my territory when I saw you tomorrow.
Sidney: Mark me how? With your mouth?
Evie: Yes, in a place that no one else can see.
Sidney lowered his voice: Fuck…..that’s hot
Evie: Who do you belong to?
Sidney: You
Evie: Who do I belong to?
Sidney: Me
Evie: Good answer. Now do you need my verbal services for that thing that popped up in your pants?
Sidney looked around the room: Evie- do you have a camera in here?
Evie: I know a “I’ve got a hard-on” look when I see it. Beso, let me take care of you.
Sidney: You’re killing me, Evie
Evie: Quit complaining and get to stroking.
Friday, July 19th- Halifax airport
Sidney stood with his eyes covered by his Meat and Potatoes hat pushed down low. He was now regretting not insisting that Evie fly on a private jet. They were able to do an airport pick-up in Germany with relative anonymity. There was no way that was going to happen in Nova Scotia. At least, people in general were respectful of his privacy here.
In his hand, he held a bouquet of lilac roses and hydrangeas. He glanced up at the screen again. Evie’s flight had been on the ground for at least twenty minutes. He mentally confirmed that this was the exit nearest to the customs line. His eyes darted to the escalator again. He smiled when he saw her legs and feet appear. Then he laughed that he was able to identify her by just her legs and feet.
Evie saw him before she got off the escalator. She bobbed and weaved through the travelers in a race to get to Sidney. “Beso!” she shrieked as she jumped into his arms, “Sorry, the line at customs was crazy.” He spun her around before setting her down and handed her flowers. “They’re beautiful,” she gushed, “I love the color.” It was then that Sidney noticed that she was only carrying her Penguins backpack and nothing else.
“Evie, where is your bag?” he asked. He was expecting her to be carrying the black weekend bag that he had given her for her birthday.
“Oh,I checked my bags. They should be unloading soon,” she responded brightly.
“Bags?” he asked, “Why did you check bags?”
“I’ll tell you when we get to the cottage,” she hugged him again.
The buzzer from the baggage claim went off and the belt started to turn. Her first bag came out of the shoot and started on the belt. She pointed it out and Sidney grabbed it. He turned to leave and she pointed out the second bag. After the third bag appeared, he turned to Evie and asked, "How many bags did you bring?"
She shrugged and held up four fingers. "Four bags?" he said in shock, "Why do you need four bags for two and half days?" She smiled and pointed out the fourth and final bag. "You are not going to tell me now?" he laughed, "You are seriously going to make me wait?" She tapped her nose and smiled. "Fine, guard the bags while I get the Tahoe. I can't carry four bags at once," he requested.
She crossed her arms across her chest and shook her head, "Not before I get kisses and I am perfectly capable of getting two bags to the Tahoe if you get two bags."
He smiled and walked to her before he grabbed her for a kiss. "I apologize for not properly greeting you," he teased, "but no way my Princess is carrying her own language." He moved the luggage outside and went to retrieve the Tahoe.
Evie gave him the smiley but silent treatment on the drive. She paced in the living room while he unloaded the bags. When he set the last one down, he pointed to the couch. She playfully raced him and plopped down with a giggle. He followed suit and poked her in the ribs. “Spill it, Evie,” he teased, “What is up with the bags? Why are they so heavy?”
“First, I have a question for you. How fast is your internet up here?” she asked.
“I have fiber. I got it so I can stream games. Why?” he answered with hesitation.
Evie sat up straight and turned to face Sidney, “Do you want the good news, the better news or the BEST news?”
Sidney smiled, “Let’s start with the good news.”
“Adriana got a promotion at work. She will now be senior manager of catering and events,” Evie began.
“Wait, isn't that your job?” Sidney interjected.
“It WAS my job which brings me to the better news,” Evie answered.
“Which is?” he prodded.
“I have been promoted to director of catering and events-strategy and analysis,” she answered with a smile, “It came with a raise.”
Sidney tackled her on the couch, “You got PROMOTED??? Seriously? Evita, I am so proud of you!” He covered her face with kisses. “Wait, what’s the best news?” he suddenly remembered and they sat up again.
“My new position is no longer customer facing. I will have a team, including Adriana, who will report to me. Since I won’t be meeting with customers, my position can be done remotely from home,” she said cheerfully.
“Remotely from home? Wait, you can work from home? So when you move in with me, you can be there when I get home from practice?” he started to put the pieces together. She nodded her yes. “Wait, that doesn’t explain the bags though,” he added.
She laughed, “Your brain went straight to when I move in with you?” He blushed and she continued. “Beso, I can work REMOTELY,” He looked on in confusion. “That means that I can work anywhere that has a good internet connection,” she continued. Again, he nodded to indicate that he understood, when he clearly didn’t.
“That includes the internet in NOVA SCOTIA,” she added.
“Wait….” his eyes got bigger, “Does that mean that you can work from HERE?” She nodded her head yes. “So what’s in the bags?” he asked.
“Two bags of clothes and shoes to last me through September, and one bag of work stuff,” she explained.
“Through September?” he questioned, “Wait, you are not going back to Pittsburgh on Monday?” She shook head no. “You are staying until September?” he asked, “Here- with me- until September?”
“Yes, Beso. I guess I should have asked before I brought everything with me," she beamed, "I thought you would say yes."
"Yes, yes, yes…. Of course, I want you to stay," he brushed the hair from her eyes, "you have no idea how happy I am right now."
"Me too," she grinned and tilted her head.
"Wait," he said when he suddenly remembered she had brought four bags and only described the contents of three, "what's in the fourth suitcase?"
"See for yourself- It’s the one with the Penguins tag, " she instructed. He hopped up and ran to the bag. Excitedly he opened the bag and looked up in surprise.
He stuck his hands into the suitcase and pulled out three paddles and a blindfold. "You brought sex toys?" he joked as he examined the rest of the suitcase.
“Well, I prefer to think of them as playroom accessories, but you can use that term,” she laughed. He stared at her incredulously and she walked over to him. “Would you prefer that we wait until we return to Pittsburgh to resume that sort of play?” she questioned. “I am not sure your Princess would survive a play session with two and half months of you built sexual energy unleashed,” she teased, “Mr. Crosby might not be able to control himself.”
Sidney's eyes darkened and he lowered his voice, “You know that I don’t want to wait that long.”
“Then it’s a good thing that I brought the equipment. Do I get some sort of good girl reward for that, Mr. Crosby? Do I get a treat?” she giggled.
“I’ll give you a treat all right,” he laughed as he swept up and threw her over his shoulder. She bounced up and down as he ran up the stairs. “We have time before we meet my parents for dinner. Just wait until my mom finds out that you are staying.”
“Beso…..” she whined, “You can’t mention your mom right before we fuck. It’s a mood killer.”
“Oh, I can get you in the mood, Evie- I can get you in the mood,” he replied.
LATER THAT NIGHT
“Can’t you drive any faster?” Evie said impatiently, “We’re going to be late.”
Sidney laughed, “And who’s fault is that, Mon Etoile?”
“Yours- obviously,” she looked at him and smiled, “You’re a sexy beast and I can’t resist you, especially once we get started. Besides, you're the one who insisted on round three.”
“Fine- I’ll be sure to explain it to my parents. Sorry, we are late but Evie tempted me with her tight little…..” he teased as they pulled up to the valet parking station in front of the restaurant. Evie’s eyes widened as her car door opened. She got out and smoothed her dress.
“You wouldn’t dare!” she shrieked as she turned around and ran smack into Troy who was walking into the restaurant. “Oh, pardon me,” she muttered until she realized who it was. “Troy!” she exclaimed before she threw herself into his arms. He hugged her tight before setting her down. She turned and ran to Trina, “Trina! Give me a hug. It’s been too long.” Trina and Evie hugged and swayed back and forth.
“Evie,” Trina smiled, “You are a sight for sore eyes.” Sidney watched from a distance with a grin on his face. Evie looked over her shoulder at Sidney and grinned widely. Sidney nodded and led the group into the restaurant. Once they were seated, Trina and Evie started chatting excitedly about Evie’s trip from Pittsburgh. “Honestly, Evie, you are glowing,” Sidney’s mother remarked. Evie looked at Sidney and blushed, hoping Trina wouldn’t ask the reason for her glow.
Sidney took notice and decided to stir the pot, “Mom, Dad- Evie has an announcement to make.”
Troy and Trina’s heads swiveled in Sidney’s direction and then back to Evie. “Evie! Are you pregnant? Is that why you are glowing?” Trina gasped.
Evie’s jaw dropped in shock. “Nooooooo,” she said impulsively, “Nothing like that.”
Troy looked at Sidney and shook his head, “I think that Sid is trying to be a troublemaker and get his mother’s hopes up.”
Evie turned her head to Trina, “Your hopes up? Are you hoping for a grandchild?”
Trina blushed, “Yes, I would love to be a grandmother one day.”
Evie teared up, “I hope to make you a grandmother one day.”
Trina reached over and grabbed her hand, “It will be an honor.”
“Geez,” Sidney groaned, “I didn’t mean to start the waterworks with the two of you.”
“What is your announcement, Evie?” Troy tried to steer the conversation back on track.
“I got a promotion at work,” she started, “With the promotion, I can work remotely so I will be spending the rest of the summer up here in Nova Scotia.”
Trina let out a squeal of delight, “You’ll be in town until Sid goes back?” Evie nodded. Trina got up and went around the table to squeeze Evie. “This is almost as good as the other news.”
Evie returned the hug and Trina returned to her seat. “I think that maybe you and I could do a girl’s day soon and include Taylor. Away from Sidney so you can spill ALL of the secrets.”
“Hey,” Sidney chided, “No secret telling from either of you.”
“Sure,” Evie nodded but winked at Trina, “We won’t spill any secrets.”
Wednesday, July 31st- Sidney’s cottage- Enfield, NS
"Evie!" Sidney called, "If you are going to come, you need to put some pep in your step." She emerged from the bedroom as she put on the diamond key necklace Sidney had given her for Valentine’s Day. She smiled as she walked down the stairs. Evie wore a black.maxi sundress that hit her just above the ankle. She carried a large straw hat in her hand. He pursed his lips and shook his head. "Little dressed up for a work out?" he muttered as she walked up to him.
"Aren't you showing me downtown afterwards and then we're having lunch with Nate?" she asked sweetly. "I can't be seen walking around town with the golden boy of Cole Harbour looking like a schlub. Besides, it is just a sundress and some sandals."
"Who is the golden boy of Cole Harbour?" he teased.
"Isn't that you? Mr. Golden Goal of the 2010 Olympics? You beat my beloved country in overtime," she teased, "I thought I was fucking the Golden boy. Huh, is it Nate?"
Sidney playfully slapped her ass, "I will show you a golden boy."
"Is that a promise?" She nipped at his jaw, "Now let's go before you're late. You get cranky when you're late to work out."
The Citadel Hill, Nova Scotia
Sidney parked on the street and smiled at Evie. She gave him a grin as he took her canopy chair out of the back of the Tahoe along with his bag. He grabbed her hand and they began their ascent up the steep hill. Andy O'Brien set up his equipment and glanced over his shoulder at the couple walking up the hill together. Sidney set his bag down near Andy’s stuff and then placed Evie’s chair next to it. “Andy,” he said with pride, “This is my girlfriend, Evie. Evie, this is Andy, my coach.”
Andy stuck out his hand, “Nice to finally meet you, Evie. You won’t be joining us today?”
Evie tilted her head, “Join you? I didn’t realize that was an option. Beso, why didn’t you tell me that was an option?”
Sidney grinned, “I have enough competition with NateDog. I can’t add you into the mix.”
Evie stuck her tongue out, “What? Are you scared or something?”
Sidney stood up and walked to her. He bent down and whispered into her ear, “Princess, I know that you are trying to get a rise out of me. You asked to come and I have reluctantly agreed. Do not be a distraction for me or there will be consequences. Do you understand?”
Evie took a step back and stared into his eyes. Andy suddenly felt the need to place the cones out to mark the area for Nate and Sidney. Evie smiled sweetly, “So you are saying that you are scared- is that right?”
He took a step toward her and hissed in her ear, “No distractions or there will be a punishment. DO YOU UNDERSTAND, Princess?” Evie’s mind flashed to the past week which had been consumed by setting up her remote office while Sidney set-up the play room. The room had yet to be officially christened and she knew Sidney was chomping at the bit to do so.
She nodded slowly, “Yes, Sir.” She backed up slowly as Nate approached with a smile. “Nate,” she said with a smile and gave him a hug, “Kick his ass today,’kay?” Sidney rolled his eyes.
Evie sat in her chair and the guys began their warm-up. She put on her sunglasses and pulled out her phone. She hoped that the sunglasses concealed that her eyes were on Sidney as he stretched. Despite her best efforts, Sidney felt the weight of Evie’s stare as Andy began to put them through their paces. He pushed himself harder and stole glances in her direction.
Eventually Evie crossed her leg to squeeze her thighs together. The familiar ache and throb began as she watched his muscled body perform the exercises with ease. She squeezed her thighs together tighter in a vain attempt to provide any sort of relief. She realized that she had made a grave mistake when she looked up and saw him staring at her, arms crossed his chest. He gave her a smirk before launching into his next exercise. Evie tried to rock her hips to increase the pressure on her sensitive nub.
When Andy gave Sid and Nate a quick water break, Sidney sauntered over to her chair. Evie felt her heart begin to pound as she watched him move. His shirt was drenched with sweat and his body emitted an intoxicating aroma of testosterone, sweat and Sidney’s aftershave. She bit her lip to keep from whimpering. He squatted in front of her chair and placed a hand on each chair arm. She looked at him with a neutral expression and controlled her breathing as much as possible. “I said no distractions,” he spoke in a low, firm voice.
Evie’s eyebrows shot up. “How am I distracting you?” she gasped, “I haven’t said a word.”
“You don’t need to say a word,” he cautioned, “I can read your body language.”
“What is my body language communicating?” she squeaked.
“Your body is screaming that you are turned on. I see you squirming, trying to ease your clit that is pulsating,” he insisted.
“I don’t know what you're talking about, Beso,” she replied lightheartedly, “I am just enjoying the sunshine and the breeze. I think maybe you are distracting yourself.”
Nate called, “Yo Sid, let’s go!”
Sidney stood up and bent down to kiss her cheek, “I am on to you, Princess. Remember it's not the first time I’ve caught you trying to get yourself off while watching me work out. You are a naughty girl with a workout kink. Keep it up and you will see exactly how naughty I can make you.”
She turned her head and replied coolly, “Again, I am just fine. Go back to your workout, Sir. Nate needs to kick your ass some more.”
He stood up and backed away slowly, “Careful, Evie, you’re playing a dangerous game.”
“You like it when I play dangerous games,” she shot back.
An hour later, Evie had no relief from the constant throb between her legs that had moved from pleasurable to uncomfortable to borderline painful. She regretted her decision to wear a dress. Evidence of her arousal had made a mess of her panties and began to coat the tops of her thighs. She checked her watch. They should wrap up in a few minutes. After that she would be able to get Sidney alone and she could sweet talk him into taking care of her needs.
When Sidney finished, he looked over his shoulder at Evie. "We still on for lunch?" Sidney asked Nate.
“Fuck,” Evie thought to herself. In her state of arousal, she had forgotten about their lunch plans. Any hope of relief would be delayed. She could only hope that Nate wouldn’t be in a chatty mood.
"Yeah, but can you give me an hour? I need to drop off some shirts at the dry cleaners and pick something up at the pharmacy.” Nate asked.
Sidney turned to Evie who struggled to regain her composure as she adjusted her sun hat. He smiled as he noticed her shallow breath pattern. "That works for us," he said smoothly, "It will give us a chance to take a stroll downtown. Evie hasn't seen it yet." Nate nodded his understanding.
Evie looked at Sidney timidly. He casually wiped the sweat from his eyes. "Take your sunglasses off, Princess," he instructed, "I want to see your eyes." She inhaled deeply and did as told. He smirked as he reached over shoulder, grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. He maintained eye contact as she bit her lip. His chest glistened as he wiped the sweat with his towel. "Can you please hand me my dry shirt, Evie?" he asked sweetly.
She broke eye contact and bent down to retrieve the shirt. "Here you go, Beso," she said meekly as she handed the dark colored golf shirt to him. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his bare chest. She bounced off and stood with her mouth inches from his nipple. "Look up, Princess," he ordered. He examined her expression and smiled, "I got you."
She pushed off of his chest, stared into his eyes as she put on her sunglasses and turned around. She walked quickly to her chair, folded it and marched down the hill. "Where are you going, Princess?" he yelled. She turned around and stuck out her tongue.
She stood fuming by the Tahoe as he casually sauntered down the hill, carrying his bag over his shoulder. When he made it to the car, she turned her back to him as they loaded it. Finally, she looked back at him, "Stop teasing me," she said quietly. Her bottom lip jutted out adorably.
He stepped to her and kissed her head, "Okay." He placed his hands on her shoulders and tilted her chin, "Let me show you downtown," he suggested. He locked the door and held her hand as they strolled down the street. He pulled his hat down low as they began to attract attention.
Evie found her voice, "Was that a typical work out or were you showing off for me?" She thought the conversation would distract from the intense desire she had to kiss his soft, full lips.
Sidney laughed, “The workout was pretty typical, but I may or may not have found a new level of intensity for your benefit.”
She poked his ribs with a giggle and he wrapped his arm around her waist. Together they walked slowly down the street. Sidney pointed out the landmarks as they walked down the small streets. When they passed a small boutique, Evie paused to look in the window. “Beso,” she asked, “Do we have time to go inside?” He opened the door and motioned for her to enter. She jumped when he smacked her ass as she passed by him.
After browsing together for a few minutes, they separated with Sidney headed to the men’s area and Evie headed toward the beauty section. Slowly, Evie picked up the assorted bottles of perfume to sniff each one. She paused at the stiletto shoe shaped at the end of the display and smiled as she read the name, Good Girl. Carefully she opened the lid and took a deep inhale. She looked over at Sidney and smiled, “Beso, can you come here?” He looked up from a shirt that he was contemplating buying.
As he walked over, Evie sprayed the perfume on her wrist and neck. When he stood next to her, she smiled sweetly and held up her wrist. “Tell me if you like the scent,” she asked innocently. He turned his nose and inhaled. She could see his eyes widen slightly and there was an almost imperceptible flare of his nostrils. He turned to look at her face, then went back to her wrist and took a deep inhale.
He pressed his lips together and nodded, “That’s nice, Evie. I like it.”
She moved her hair from her neck and pointed, “Smell it here and tell me if you still like it.” He leaned forward and sniffed. His breath tickled her skin and she giggled. “What do you think?” she inquired. Sidney’s lips grazed her neck and she caught the whimper as it left her mouth. “Guess what it is called, Beso?” she took a step back and placed her hand on his chest. “Good Girl,” she said softly, “It’s a Good Girl perfume for your good girl.”
Sidney's eyes flashed upward to her face. She batted her eyes and drew a small circle on his chest. "So do you like it? she whispered, "I am going to buy it." She turned around and walked to the cash register, dramatically swaying her hips as she walked.
Sidney inhaled deeply as he felt the arousal stir within him. If he was honest, it had been a challenge to keep it under control during the workout. However, something about the scent awakened his desire and his mind raced. He checked his watch. They had another fifteen minutes before they needed to meet up with Nate.
Evie stood at the counter and slid across the black AMEX embossed with her name. Sidney smiled as he watched- thankful that she wasn't fighting him about using it. He walked up behind her and whispered into her ear, "Let's go." She grabbed the shopping bag in one hand and Sidney’s hand in the other one.
He led her out of the store and down the sidewalk. The pace was much faster than before they made their stop. She asked if they were running late. He didn't respond but his head swiveled around in search of something.
When they passed The Stubborn Goat, she called out, "Wait, isn't that where we're going? Beso, where are you taking me?" He made a quick left into the alley way. They continued their brisk pace until he stopped suddenly when they passed a garbage dumpster. It provided a shield from one end of the alley while another dumpster provided a shield from the other side
He backed Evie up against the wall and bent down to take a deep inhale of her perfumed neck. "Fuck," he groaned as his thigh pressed between her thighs. The moist heat radiated out and he felt it through his thin shorts. His mouth connected with the curve of her neck as her hands wrapped around his body and slid into his shorts. She grabbed his ample ass and pressed him into her body. There was no concealing his erection as it pressed between. "Damnit Evie," he moaned, "I could take you right here. I could fuck you in this alley."
Evie’s hands went to the back of his head and pulled him to her mouth for a deep kiss. "Who is stopping you, Sir?" she moaned, "Take me. It is yours to take, Mr. Crosby." The final two words snatched away any remaining control he had. Their hands and limbs worked together to lift her skirt up around her waist, while his shorts shimmied down.
His hands tugged at her panties and they slid down her legs. She hopped up and wrapped her legs around his hips. They both gasped as he thrusted into her dripping folds. "Princess, you are so wet for me. Does watching me get you this turned on?" He said as he nipped at her neck. Evie's head swiveled to make a quick assessment of her surroundings. The alley was deserted and quiet. She arched her back to get a better angle. The move did not provide her the friction she sought. She leaned forward and held onto his shoulders. It put her in the perfect position for maximum g-spot contact. She bit his ear and whispered with a smile, "I got you, Sir. I got you. You lost control first."
He didn't respond, preferring to let his cock speak for him. Evie's moans became louder. Sidney thought for a second that he should silence her but the sounds were intoxicating. He held out until he felt her walls clenched tight around him. Her muscle spasms teased him over the edge. They stood still in the alley. Sidney took deep breaths as Evie kissed his neck. "That may be the hottest sex we have ever had," he kissed gently, "but we will be late if we don't shake a leg."
Diagonally a door opened onto the alley. Amanda's head popped out of her office suite. She turned and saw Sidney's body pressed against Evie with her legs around his bare ass. There was no mistaking what had just occurred in the alley. She slipped back inside and softly closed the door. She left it ajar just enough to continue to watch and listen
Sidney and Evie's heads turned at the noise but the door was closed at that point. Sidney shrugged and set Evie down. After they adjusted their clothing, Sidney pulled Evie in for a kiss. "I love you, Beso," Evie purred.
"Love you more, Mon Etoile," he smiled as they turned to walk back toward the restaurant. Evie took a few steps before she realized she had left her shopping bag on the ground. She ran back while Sidney waited at the end of the alley.
As she walked toward Sidney, Amanda's door opened suddenly. Evie jumped and shrieked. She turned when Amanda said, "Evie, what are you doing in my alley?"
Evie stared at Amanda for a moment in disbelief. Then she looked to Sidney for assistance. "Beso," she called to Sidney, "Look, it's your friend, Amanda."
He turned around and walked back to Evie. He nodded to Amanda as he slipped his arm around Evie's waist. "Hey Amanda, sorry we can't stay to chat. We are late for lunch with Nate. See you around," he called as he guided Evie out of the alley.
Sidney was relieved when Nate wasn't at the restaurant when they walked in. Sidney sat down at the table. Evie paused and asked directions to the restroom. When he questioned her, she whispered, "Beso, your cum is literally running down my thighs. I need to go clean up." She kissed his cheek and walked away.
When she returned, Nate and Sidney were chirping at each other about the workout. Nate turned to her and asked, "I beat Sid today, right? You were there. What do you think?"
"I think I am going to need a stiff drink if I am going to spend this lunch listening to the two fight about who was better," she quipped as the waitress approached, "The two of you should prepare yourself for the ass whipping I am going to dole out to you both tomorrow."
August 7th-Halifax, Nova Scotia
"Come on Sid," Mike teased, "Everyone is going to sing tonight in honor of your birthday. You have to sing SOMETHING!" Sidney rolled his eyes and shook his head no.
A group of his friends had joined Sidney and Evie for dinner and headed to a bar for Karaoke.
It was a loud and lively evening. Although Evie had met some of them in the two weeks she had been in Nova Scotia, the entire group was overwhelming. Evie was unsure how to interpret their relentless chirping of Sidney at first. His wide smile and laughter put her at ease and she began to join in with them.
For their part, the group took a while to observe and form an assessment of Evie. Sidney had done nothing in the month before she arrived but talk their collective ears off about "Evie says, Evie thinks, Evie loves…." Still, they took a moment to watch their interactions. It only took a few minutes for their deep love and affection for each other to become evident. Sidney’s tenderness and care toward Evie thawed any coldness that may have existed. By the time they arrived at karaoke, she was fully part of the group.
Evie waved over the waitress and ordered another round of drinks. "Beso," she laughed, "You just need some more alcohol. I am going to sing for you soon. Maybe that will inspire you. "
Sidney leaned forward and kissed, "Can't wait."
"Shit," Mike uttered when he looked up. The group collectively looked up to see Amanda walk in. She looked around and saw the group sitting together. She walked over to the group, "Well, well, the gang's all here. We'll, the gang's all here and the new girl."
The group turned back to look at Sidney and Evie. She smiled widely at Amanda before turning to look at Sidney. Sidney's reaction was quite the opposite. "Amanda, she has a name. You know it and we all know that you know it. Don't be rude to my girlfriend, especially at my birthday party."
"Oh, I guess EVIE didn't want me invited," Amanda huffed.
"I was in charge of the invitations," Trish replied tersely. The tense stare was exchanged between the two women who had no warm and fuzzy feelings for each other. The feud dated back to junior high.
Evie shrugged her shoulders, "Grab a chair and join us. We were just trying to.convince Sidney to sing a song." Amanda eyed her cautiously, unsure of Evie's intentions. "What do you want to drink?" Evie asked, "You can tell me all of Sidney's high school antics."
The karaoke host called, "Evie….you're next."
She jumped up from her seat, gave Sidney a kiss and went up the stage. The host handed her the microphone. She did a shimmy as the music started, "This goes out to the captain of my heart. He missed it the first time in Philly so here is my encore performance." She found Sidney's face in the crowded and sang to him
I feel like I've been locked up tight
For a century of lonely nights
Waiting for someone to release me
You're lickin' your lips
And blowing kisses my way
But that don't mean I'm gonna give it away
Baby, baby, baby (baby, baby, baby)
Oh, oh, oh
My body's sayin' let's go
Oh, oh, oh
But my heart is sayin' no
If you wanna be with me
Baby, there's a price to pay
I'm a genie in a bottle
You gotta rub me the right way
If you wanna be with me
I can make your wish come true
You gotta make a big impression (oh yeah)
Gotta like what you do
I'm a genie in a bottle, baby
Gotta rub me the right way, honey
I'm a genie in a bottle, baby
Come come, come on and let me out
Sidney sat with eyes transfixed on Evie's curves as she sang as seductively as possible. She did small body rolls and moved her hips in circular notions. Amanda sat at the opposite end of the table with her arms crossed. She stared at Sidney as he put his fingers in his mouth to let out a long and loud wolf whistle. Evie winked and Sidney blew her kisses.
Internally, Amanda seethed. What did Evie have that she didn't? "All of his love and affection," she thought bitterly. She remembered the risque situation she caught them in the week before. "Of course she has him- fucking slut. She has probably been fucking for attention since she was fourteen," she told herself. She looked at the group who were clearly as enthralled as Sid by Evie's charm. Didn't they know that he needed a plain and simple Nova Scotia woman.
Sure, he could enjoy the sights, sounds and indulgences of the big city while he played in the NHL. However, one day he would retire and she would be waiting for him. Amanda was lost in her thoughts when Evie finished her song and returned to the table.
The brunette smiled as Sidney patted his lap. Evie climbed onto his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. Soon, they were lost in their little bubble where only they existed. They took turns whispering in each other's ears. He smiled and kissed her cheek. She stood up while he got up and approached the karaoke DJ. The group hooped and hollered as he wrote down his selection. Evie raised her hands in victory, "Beso!!!!"
"What did you select?" She asked joyfully when he returned.h
"A duet," he replied as he kissed her softly.
"A duet with who?" She asked.
"With the love of my life," he answered.
"Ahhhh," she responded, "a love song?"
"Nope" he teased, "a naughty song."
It was clear that the alcohol was catching up with him. Their interaction had drawn the attention of the group although Sidney and Evie were completely oblivious. Knowing looks were traded among the group.
Evie held his hand tight when he guided her to the stage. He handed her the microphone and laughed as she read the song title "Promiscuous Girl". She playfully swatted at his chest. Then she gave him a quick kiss before she transformed herself into Nelly Furtado. Sidney's transformation into a Canadian version of Timbaland was not quite as successful, but he put his whole self into it.Promiscuous Girl-Nelly Furtado and Timbaland
Sidney:
How you doin', young lady?
That feeling that you giving really drives me crazy
You don't, have a player 'bout to choke
I was at a loss for words first time that we spoke
Evie:
You're lookin' for a girl that'll treat you right?
How you're lookin' for her in the daytime with the light?
Sidney:
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night
Evie
You expect me to just let you hit it?
But will you still respect me if you get it?
Sidney
All I can do is try, gimme one chance (Chance)
What's the problem? I don't see no ring on your hand (Hand)
I'll be the first to admit it
I'm curious about you, you seem so innocent
Evie
You wanna get in my world, get lost in it?
Boy, I'm tired of runnin', let's walk for a minute
Sidney:
Promiscuous girl, wherever you are
I'm all alone, and it's you that I want
Evie:
Promiscuous boy, you already know
That I'm all yours, what you waiting for?
Sidney:
Promiscuous girl, you're teasin' me
You know what I want, and I got what you need
Evie;
Promiscuous boy, let's get to the point
'Cause we're on a roll, you ready?
Sidney stood still and let Evie dance around him. With all eyes on them, no one noticed Amanda pull out her phone and begin to record the performance. The whole club had come to a complete stand still to watch Sidney cut loose and unabashedly flirt with Evie. They ended their performance with a kiss as the entire club stood a cheered, "Sid, Sid, Sid!" He held up his hand in victory as he held Evie with his other arm.
The two lovebirds came back to the table. Sidney bought the table a round of drinks and Evie resumed her position on his lap. When Amanda's name was called, Sidney and Evie cheered. Trish looked over, "Evie, you're a better woman than me."
Evie smiled and stroked Sidney's cheek, "it must be hard to watch Sidney with me. He is the one that got away from her."
Trish laughed, "Another round of shots. You need some more truth serum."
The opening notes of Amanda's song began. It took a second for Evie's brain to recognize it and she turned. Amanda began to sing "Dontcha" by the Pussycat Dolls. She looked at Sidney who seemed thoroughly confused. "That is an odd pick. Don't you think so, Mon Etoile?" He questioned. Evie took a deep breath. She looked around the table. The group exchanged looks that ranged from confusion to outrage.
Sidney looked up. Surely she didn't choose this song as a message to him. It was unfathomable to think about. However, when Amanda looked and made direct eye contact, all doubt was erased. He glanced at Evie who had pasted a smile on her face. Sidney could see the tension in her jaw. He slowly rubbed her back and kissed her shoulder. She didn't recoil from the touch but she didn't lean into it either. "Mon Etoile," he whispered, "I want you. I don't know what she is doing. It doesn't make sense."
Evie shook head as if to dismiss his concern. She felt the rage bubbling in her gut. "That bitch," she thought to herself. She remembered in December when Taylor had mocked her jealousy of Amanda. Even Sidney made light of it before consoling her. In the ensuing months, Evie had grown more secure in her relationship with Sidney, but there still had been something in her gut that told her not to trust Amanda. Evie had tried to push away those feelings. She dismissed them and clung to the knowledge of Sidney's love.
However, tonight left no doubt that her intuition was correct. Amanda wanted Sidney back and was not even being subtle about it. Evie looked at Sidney. Her heart melted a little at his complete confusion over Amanda's song choice. Just like she had no doubt now about Amanda's motive, she had no doubt that Sidney had no interest in not only Amanda but in other woman.
He turned to her and she smiled genuinely. Evie leaned forward to kiss Sidney softly. From the stage, Amanda stared at Sidney and Evie. She was one notch below steam coming out of ears. Here she was performing for him, just like Evie, and he couldn’t take his eyes off that whore. He was entirely focused on that fucking slut from Texas, of all.places.
Just as Amanda's song ended, Evie stood up to go to the bathroom. She turned quickly to Amanda and whispered, "in your dreams," before she turned around to go to the restroom.
Amanda's eyes widened and she looked around at the group. No one would make eye contact and of course, Sidney’s eyes had followed Evie. Amanda stormed off to the restroom. Sidney did a double-take and then looked at Nate. Nate let out a low whistle, "I told you to tread lightly."
Sidney sighed, " What should I do?"
Nate laughed, "I would get off your ass and make sure they don't kill each other."
Evie heard the door open as she was pulling up her pants. She flushed the toilet and opened the stall door. Amanda directly in front of the exit. Evie glanced in her direction before she went to the sink to wash her hands. Amanda studied her closely. After she finished, Evie reached into her purse, pulled out her lipstick and leisurely reapplied it. Then she took a step toward Amanda who did not budge.
Evie paused and crossed her arms, "Are you going to move?"
Amanda still didn't move. Evie arched her brow, "I don't know how things work here in Nova Scotia, but in Texas, this behavior is asking for an ass whooping." Amanda's mouth dropped and Evie continued, "Now my mother raised me to be a lady, a true southern Belle if you will. She also taught me 'don't start shit, but you can finish it.' Move out of my way."
Amanda scoffed, "Why? You need to take Sid out in the alley and fuck him again?"
Evie took a step back and laughed. "Oh, so the door did open. Did you get a good view, Amanda? What got your attention- his moans or mine? Didn't know that you were into that sort of kink, but you do you, booboo."
Amanda spit out, "You are a fucking whore. You think Sid is serious about you?"
Evie smiled, "Ask him yourself."
Amanda- "He is just confused. He is caught up in the seduction. He doesn't love you."
Evie-"You think I have to seduce that man? For the record, he is the one who pursued me. He is the one that continues to pursue me. He is the one that guided me into the alley, pushed me up against the wall and hiked up my skirt. He wanted it so I gave it to him. I give it to him any time he wants it, Amanda, which is ALL THE DAMN TIME"
Amanda, "How can you look at yourself in the mirror? How can you stand to be such a whore?"
Evie- "According to my research, you are no angel yourself. You had quite the good time while Sidney was away at Shattuck. Does he know that you fucked multiple of his former teammates?" Trish had been chatty after dinner with Nate and a few glasses of wine. She willingly spilled all the tea including the fact that Amanda fucked Trish's then boyfriend.
Amanda's jaw dropped open.
Evie- "See, I would bet good money that your body count is way higher than mine. The problem isn't that Sidney likes to fuck me, but that he doesn't want to fuck you any more. It's not that I am a slut, but that I am HIS slut."
Evie stepped closer, "I refuse to be shamed by a woman who has spent the past fifteen years trying to get the attention of a man that she doesn't even love and never did."
Evie got in her face, "Now move your ass or the country side of me will come out to play."
Amanda moved to the side. Evie walked past her, paused and spoke softly, "Keep my name out of your mouth or I will rain hellfire down on you. You will learn the reason why they say don't mess with Texas."
Evie walked out, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She took a step towards the bar and ran straight into Sidney's chest. She stepped back and looked him in the eye. The tears started to well up.
"Evie," he asked, "What did she say to you?"
Evie shook her head, "nothing worth repeating." He wrapped his arms around her and she whispered into his ear, "Daddy, can you take me home?" Sidney stepped back and saw the pain in her eyes that she was trying to get under control. "Please?" she asked softly
Evie only initiates the Daddy role play when she is in a vulnerable emotional state. His jaw tensed and felt the anger pulsate through his veins. Amanda hurt Evie and he didn't need to know the specifics to know that he needed to address it.
"Go find Nate," he said softly, "I need to talk to Amanda."
The door opened up and she walked out. She didn't hesitate when she passed the couple. "Amanda" he called, "Amanda, we need to talk."
She spun around and crossed her arms, "I am leaving. I am not going to let some fucking Texan speak to me like that."
"Watch your mouth, Amanda," Sidney stated flatly "we do this here or in public but we are doing this," Evie maneuvered herself so she stood behind Sidney.
Amanda looked down and tried to force tears to form in her eyes to gain his sympathy like she had so many times in the past. When none appeared, she looked up defiantly. At that point, the karaoke DJ had taken a break so the group took the opportunity to hit the bathroom. They came to halt when they came upon Sidney standing with his arms folded and Evie hiding behind him.
"Amanda, you owe Evie an apology," Sidney stated, "You owe her an apology and you owe me an explanation."
"I don't owe her anything,".Amanda spit out, "She threatened me. She should apologize to me."
"How? How did she threaten you? More importantly, why did she feel the need to threaten you?" Sidney chided.
"She wouldn't let me leave the restroom and then she called me a whore," Evie stated. The group gasped and stared at Amanda.
"Why? Why would you say that Amanda?" Sidney questioned, "What has Evie done to you other than be friendly?"
"She stole you. She stole you when you know damn well where you belong," Amanda spit out in frustration.
Sidney tilted his head and got close to her face, "Stole me from whom? Where do I belong, Amanda?"
"You belong with me, Sid!" Amanda screamed, "Not with some slut."
"I don't belong with you, Amanda," he screamed, "We broke up fifteen years ago. For fuck's sake, why would you think I belong with you? Are you fucking delusional?"
Nate and Mike exchanged looks. They had never seen Sid scream at anyone off of the ice, much less a woman.
Amanda kept digging, "You need a good, decent woman who knows how to behave."
"How to behave? What is that supposed to mean? And what, you are the beacon of how people are supposed to behave?" He spit out.
"At least I have the decency not to fuck someone in a damn alley," she lobbed the verbal grenade. Sidney stood up in shock for a moment. He looked at his friends who shrugged their shoulders.
Nate looked her up and down slowly, "You are either a glutton for punishment or incredibly stupid. Do you think anyone cares what they did or did not do in the alley? Get out of here with that bullshit."
"What does that make me Amanda? What does that make me?" Sidney shook his head. He turned to look at Evie who stared at the floor. He gritted his teeth and turned around. "I will tell you what that makes me. It makes me a man who is passionately in love with the most beautiful woman in the whole world. It makes me the man who is lucky enough to spend my life with her. It's a life where we are there for each other and love each other." He stood in front of Amanda and spoke firmly, "You think she isn't a decent woman? She is sweet and kind. You have been nothing but passive aggressive since the moment you met her. Why? Out of a misguided belief that I was going to come running back to you?"
"Maybe I am partially to blame. I ignored the comments in the past. I wasn't direct out of fear that I would hurt your feelings. I don't like to hurt people. It is not in my nature. You, on the other hand, seem to be entirely comfortable doing so." He sighed. "Let me be abundantly clear. Listen to these words and let them sink in so I do not have to repeat them. Look up and listen to me." She looked up and made eye contact. Evie held her breath.
"I chose Evie. From the moment I saw her, I wanted her. I did everything possible to win her love and affection. I have changed my whole world to include her in it. I will choose her over EVERYTHING else until my last breath. I thank God every day for the gift of her and her love. You have no idea what it is like to receive her love but it is a gift from heaven," he spoke eloquently. "But make no mistake, even if Evie was not part of my life, I would still not choose you. I don't love you. I don't want you. I haven't wanted you since I saw your true colors in high school. I have tried to be polite. I have tried to be respectful but NO MORE."
"You are making a mistake, Sid," Amanda, "You can do better than her. She only wants what she can get from you."
Sidney shook his head, "No, that's you Amanda, that's you. There isn't anyone better than Evie. The only thing she wants is me-nothing else. Do me a favor and stay the fuck away from me. Don't talk to me. Don't post about me on Instagram. Just stay away from us."
"Or what?" She laughed.
"I will expose you for who you really are- a bitter bitch who will never aspire to be anything other than the ex-girlfriend of Sidney Crosby" he challenged, "Get a life, Amanda, and stay the fuck out of ours."
He turned to grab Evie and swooped her off of her feet. She nuzzled her tear stained face into his neck. He shouted back to Nate, "Get the bill. I will settle up with you tomorrow."
Nate shouted back, "Go take care of Evie. We got this." The group collected their things.
Amanda huffed as got her purse "Fucking bitch. She is probably going to get knocked up just to trap him. You know those people. "
"What the hell did you just say?" Nate challenged, "Please tell me that you didn't let that racism roll off your tongue with such ease." The group stared. "You know what? I don't care. Stay away from me." He turned away. Everyone else in the group expressed the same sentiment and walked away, leaving Amanda stunned and friendless.
Evie was silent in the car. She curled up in the seat and faced the window. Sidney eyed her tenderly. "Beso, will you play our music? From the slow list?" she asked quietly. During the season, they created a shared playlist that they curated together. Additions were generally made while they were apart from each other. Sidney hit a few buttons and the music began
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Evie reached over the console with her left hand. He removed one hand from the steering wheel and intertwined their fingers. She began to sing the song softly.
When they arrived at the cottage she bent down and let Sam kiss her face. "Yes, mama was sad, Sammygirl," she spoke calmly.
"Was sad?" Sidney questioned.
"Yeah, I was a little shocked about the way it all went down," she answered as she stood up, "Honestly, I am a little relieved."
"Relieved how?" He asked.
"I suspected by the look on her face that afternoon that she saw something. I wasn't sure what, but something," she began, "I was scared that she would tell people." He arched an eyebrow. "Well, now she has and it's not nearly as humiliating as I thought it would be."
"Oh really?" he quipped.
"Do you feel ashamed, Beso?" she asked, "because I don't. If the worse thing you can say about me is that I enjoy fucking my incredibly hot man, then Beso, I am living right."
"Is that so, Mon Etoile?" He said with a smile.
"That's so. I refuse to be shamed by her. I refuse to be ashamed of my love for you. I refused to be ashamed of how I express that love," she stared into his eyes. "I only have two questions for you."
"Ask away," he brushed her hair from eyes.
"Do you think I am whore or some sort of slut? She asked her first question.
"Hmmmm, no, I don't," he smiled, "Insatiable, irresistible and Idyllic-yes, but not a slut. Next question."
"Still want to marry me?" She tilted her her head.
"Counting down the days," he smiled.
"Oooops, I have a third question," she sighed.
"It'll cost you," he kissed her cheek.
"What will it cost me?" she half-moaned.
"A real kiss," he said as he brushed his lips against her full lips. She leaned forward and kissed him tenderly before the passion kicked in. The kiss deepened as they let the drama of the evening melt away. When Sidney broke the kiss, he asked,"What is the last question?"
She kissed along his jawline, "Will Daddy take of his baby girl? I still need you."
He lifted her up and she wrapped her body around his strong body, "Of course, Baby Girl, of course."
August 20th
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#never ever have i#sidney crosby fic#sidney crosby imagine#sidney crosby smut#nhl smut#nhl fic#nhl rpf#nhl fanfiction#sidney crosby x oc#Youtube
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i just added muses from the s.cott p.ilgrim series so please like this post for a starter from one of them <3 you don't have to know anything about the books/movie/tv show to write with them btw they're just silly lil guys. list under the cut and more character info in the source.
scott pilgrim (j.oe k.eery fc)- he/him, 27, bisexual, submissive, bassist for sex bob-omb
ramona flowers (h.unter s.chafer fc)- she/her, 26, pansexual, switch, delivery girl
envy adams (m.ia g.oth fc, m.addie p.hillips alt)- she/her, 27, bisexual, switch, lead singer for the clash at demonhead
gideon graves (b.ill s.karsgard fc)- he/him, 31, heterosexual, dominant, ceo/inventor/music executive
julie powers (a.lexa d.emie fc)- she/her, 26, bisexual, dominant, barista
stephen stills (d.ominic f.ike fc)- he/him, 27, pansexual (closeted), switch, guitarist/lead singer for sex bob-omb
kim pine (l.ondon t.hor fc)- she/her, 27, queer, switch, drummer for sex bob-omb
neil "young neil" nordegraf (a.sa g.ermann fc)- he/him, 24, bisexual, submissive, student/alternate bassist for sex bob-omb
roxie richter (r.uby c.ruz fc)- she/her, 25, lesbian, switch, artist
todd ingram (d.erek l.uh fc)- he/him, 28, pansexual, dominant, bassist for the clash at demonhead
stacey pilgrim (r.achel s.ennott fc)- she/her, 24, bisexual, submissive, barista
#{ starter call }#indie rp#pleeeek lemme write them#the brainrot is brainrotting#open to mutuals and non mutuals
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Scott Pilgrim vs. the World (2010)
Each viewing of Scott Pilgrim vs. The World reveals new depths to its narrative and humour, making its failure at the box office an even bigger shame. Well, better late than never. Go in for the memorable characters, arresting visual style, humour, and creative story. Come back to catch all the gags you missed. See it a third time to see what this movie is REALLY about.
22-year-old Scott Pilgrim (Michael Cera) is a slacker musician dating 17-year-old high schooler Knives Chau (Ellen Wong). He's with her because he knows it’ll go nowhere. It's only a matter of time before he dumps her, which will be easy. Enter Ramona Flowers (Mary Elizabeth Winstead). Promptly ditching Knives for the Amazon delivery girl of his dreams, Scott learns he must defeat her seven evil exes before they can date.
If the plot sounds crazy, it is. Director Edgar Wright (who co-wrote the screenplay with Michael Bacall, based off the comic series by Bryan Lee O’Malley) injects special effects in nearly every scene. References and Easter eggs to video games are everywhere in the form of health meters, bonus points, sound cues, non-sequiturs, and more. You can have a great time with a notepad playing “spot the reference” but it’ll be tough. There are so many and the deluge of gags is one hell of a distraction. It’s an outlandish tale with many characters and to ensure you never forget who’s who, we have a hugely talented cast bringing these quirky people to life. Kieran Culkin as Scott’s gay and very seductive roommate, Chris Evans, Brandon Routh, Jason Schwartzman and more as Ramona’s evil exes, Anna Kendrick as Scott’s disapproving younger sister, Aubrey Plaza, Brie Larson, Alison Pill, Johnny Simmons and Mark Webber as Scott’s friends/bandmates... Every time one of them appears on-screen again, you perk up. What hilarious new line are they going to deliver? It never fails. You always laugh out loud.
This is sort of a “battle of the bands” movie, meaning you get all sorts of musical talents adding extra oomph to the dazzling visuals. The score & soundtrack is another character, another reason to re-watch the film so you can properly see (well, hear) how every note perfectly compliments the characters’ actions and the point we’re at in the story.
While you’re dazzled by the audio and visual, you might overlook one of the most important aspects of Scott Pilgrim vs. The World: its theme. Those references to bands and video games? They’re just gravy. The fact is, this movie has a great message. It’s not actually about battling a bunch of crazy enemies in order to get a prize lady. All that’s a metaphor. What this movie is actually about is a slacker, a person you’re not really supposed to like. Scott is lazy and he’s stringing Knives along. Even when it’s obvious he wants to move on to the new hot thing, he takes way too long to admit it. When he does get with “the girl of his dreams”, he takes forever to get over the fact that she has a past, that Ramona broke some hearts and was selfish in her past relationships despite Scott having done the same thing to Knives. The battles he fights are actually against himself. To win Ramona, what he must actually do is learn humility and self-respect. This is what pushes Scott Pilgrim vs. the World from being “merely” good to being great. If you really look at it, you’ll learn something.
I might change my mind about this the next time I view it but right now, the only flaw I’ll bring up is the running time. Scott Pilgrim vs. the World a fast-paced, highly economical movie, which makes seven evil exes A LOT of enemies. The combat actually winds up slowing the film down and I can think of a couple of bad guys who could’ve been removed without losing much. Otherwise, it’s an instant favorite. You’ll want to come back to it over and over thanks to its unmistakable style, the ample creative choices made throughout, the humor and the characters. (On Blu-ray, July 24, 2020)
#scott pilgrim vs. the world#movies#films#movie reviews#film reviews#edgar wright#michael bacall#bryan lee o'malley#michael cera#mary elizabeth winstead#kieran culkin#chris evans#anna kendrick#alison pill#brandon routh#jason scwartzman#2010 movies#2010 films
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The Haunted Mortuary
New Orleans
In New Orleans, graveyards makes a perfect back drop for a haunted attraction. However, The Haunted Mortuary is a bit more special than most. This attraction is set up in an actual haunted mansion. The massive three-story building was constructed in 1872 by Mary Slattery.
Her intentions was to build a home for generations of her family. Mary and her husband John had six children. Family friends Mr. and Mrs. John Kane also lived with the Slatterys. In October 1905, the house was sold to Mrs. Marie Lafontear and William Klein who maintained it until May 15, 1923. Then, it was purchased on behalf of PJ McMahon in 1928 as the future site of a grand funeral home called PJ McMahon and Sons. In 1959, an ambitious building project was launched adding a specially designed elevator, a rear garage for the discrete delivery of the dead, additional viewing rooms and offices. At its height, the building featured amenities found in only the nicest of mansions such as smoking parlors for the men, private bedrooms and apartments with separate baths for the bereaved, maid service, an on-site cook, dining facilities, chaise lounges for the ladies in their private bathrooms and private drawing rooms. The purpose was to mimic the comforts of home and rivaled all but a few of the grandest of residences of New Orleans.
PJ McMahon and Sons was a full-service funeral home. There was an autopsy room and an embalming room as well as a crematorium onsite, cold storage for the dead, casket storage, casket sales and a flower sales facility. The property was designed to anticipate and take care of every aspect of the funeral business. PJ McMahon and Sons was massively successful, performing an estimated twenty thousand funerals. On April 29th 1985, PJ McMahon and Sons merged with the Security Industrial Funeral Home Corporation. The building transferred owners a few times over the years. On March 23, 2004, EHN2 Holdings, also known as Neil Corporation which owns Aveda’s Spas purchased the mansion.
Neil Corp’s goal was to turn the ornate funeral home into a Day Spa Academy. They gutted the property due to its poor condition and the hazardous materials throughout the building. Almost everything was removed. All that was left was the wood framing, doors and the staircases of the building. In this process, the CEO of Neil Corp died by somewhat mysterious circumstances and their board decided to discontinue the project. The gutted building was listed for sale in 2004, remaining empty and abandoned for three years. During this period, Hurricane Katrina swept through in 2005. The mansion survived the storm due to being located on high ground. In July 2007, Jeff Borne, the owner of PSX Audio/Video Technologies purchased it, turning the house in to the Mortuary Haunted House that it is today.
The many souls who passed through PJ McMahon and Sons Funeral Home may never have left. A woman in white has been seen on the top floor crying for her long dead husband. A tall well-dressed man is said to appear whenever someone is disrespecting the cemeteries that surround the property. Two rambunctious ghost children, a boy and girl, have been known to play pranks on visitors. A former mortician is often seen in the basement continuing his bloody work beyond the grave. Other activity includes, footsteps, whispers, furniture moving on its own, and poltergeist activity.
#The Haunted Mortuary#haunted#haunted locations#ghost and hauntings#ghost and spirits#paranormal#haunted salem#myhauntedsalem
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Scott pilgrim vs the world the game website
SCOTT PILGRIM VS THE WORLD THE GAME WEBSITE MOVIE
Shota and Keita Saito as Kyle and Ken Katayanagi, twin brothers whose music summons powerful creatures.Mae Whitman as Roxanne "Roxy" Richter, a ninja with the ability to teleport.Brandon Routh as Todd Ingram, bassist for the Clash at Demonhead, whose veganism gives him telekinetic powers.
SCOTT PILGRIM VS THE WORLD THE GAME WEBSITE MOVIE
Chris Evans as Lucas Lee, a skateboarder turned movie star, with super strength.Satya Bhabha as Matthew Patel, who has mystical powers, such as levitation and the ability to throw fireballs.Aubrey Plaza as Julie Powers, Stephen's obnoxious ex-girlfriend.Brie Larson as Natalie "Envy" Adams, one of Scott's ex-girlfriends and singer of the Clash at Demonhead.Anna Kendrick as Stacey Pilgrim, Scott's 18-year-old sister.Johnny Simmons as "Young" Neil Nordegraf, a 20-year-old Sex Bob-omb fan and video gamer.Mark Webber as Stephen Stills, the 22-year-old Sex Bob-omb frontman.Alison Pill as Kim Pine, the 23-year-old drummer of Sex Bob-omb and one of Scott's ex-girlfriends.Ellen Wong as Knives Chau, a 17-year-old schoolgirl Scott dates before meeting Ramona.Kieran Culkin as Wallace Wells, Scott's 25-year-old gay best friend and roommate.Mary Elizabeth Winstead as Ramona Flowers, a mysterious American delivery girl whose seven evil exes pursue Scott.Michael Cera as Scott Pilgrim, a 22-year-old bass guitarist who falls for Ramona.See also: List of Scott Pilgrim characters Knives accepts that her relationship with Scott is over. He apologizes to Ramona and Knives for cheating on them, and Scott and Knives join forces to defeat Gideon.įree from Gideon's control, Ramona prepares to leave. He gains the "Power of Self-Respect" and disarms Gideon with the sword it grants him. He makes peace with his friends and challenges Gideon again, this time for himself. After Gideon kills Scott, Ramona visits him in limbo and reveals that Gideon has implanted her with a mind control device. Knives fights Ramona over Scott, and Scott is forced to reveal that he dated them concurrently. Resolving to win Ramona back, Scott challenges Gideon to a fight for her affections, earning the "Power of Love" and a sword. Gideon invites Scott to his venue, the Chaos Theater, where Sex Bob-Omb is playing. Sex Bob-Omb accepts Gideon's record deal, except for Scott, who leaves the band in protest. Ramona gets back with her seventh evil ex, Gideon, also known as G-Man Graves, the sponsor of the event. At the next battle of the bands, Sex Bob-Omb defeats Ramona's fifth and sixth evil exes, twins Kyle and Ken Katayanagi, earning Scott a 1-up. Scott becomes upset with Ramona's dating history, and Ramona breaks up with him. He defeats Ramona's fourth ex, Roxy Richter, by prodding the spot behind her knee, which Ramona tells him is her weak point. He defeats her third ex, vegan Todd Ingram, who is dating Scott's ex-girlfriend, Envy Adams, by tricking him into drinking dairy. Scott defeats Ramona's second evil ex, Hollywood actor and skateboarder Lucas Lee, by tricking him into performing a dangerous stunt. Scott breaks up with Knives, who blames Ramona and swears to win him back. Scott defeats Patel and learns that, in order to date Ramona, he must defeat the remaining six evil exes. When Sex Bob-Omb plays in a battle of the bands sponsored by record executive G-Man Graves, Scott is attacked by Ramona's ex-boyfriend Matthew Patel. Scott meets an American Amazon.ca delivery girl, Ramona Flowers, having first seen her in a dream, and loses interest in Knives. To the disapproval of his friends, he is dating Knives Chau, a high-school student. In Toronto, 22-year-old Scott Pilgrim is a bass guitarist in Sex Bob-Omb, a floundering garage band.
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Peonies 🌈are back in white today one ☝️ day only get yours 📲before is gone ! Just finish my little Epping market section 😙now pick up a few fresh flowers, office girls 👧 asked for flower jar and some fruit for our fruit boxes, time to head back. As usual good day for you all ! . July discount free gave away: Any purchase over $50 receive a free USA SWEETS OR JAPANESE SOFT DRINK while stocks last ! . Our little bunch starts from $39.95 Free delivery within 10km from Melbourne CBD (free delivery minimum spend $49.95). Same-day delivery is available to ALL SUBURBS within 50km from Melbourne CBD 3000. Postal gift box is open for all states in Australia via postal service. . To order, please head to our website: thelittlemarketbunch.com.au . Mon - Fri Melbourne Same-day business address delivery order before 2PM, Residential address order before 6PM, Sat - Sun same day delivery order before 3pm, unless sold out early. . #flowers #flower #flowersofinstagram #blooms #bloomsoftheday #florist #bouquet #vase #jar #rose #giftbox #cake #plants #preserved #preservedroses #preservedflower #driedflowers #native #nativeflowers #melbourne #flowerdelivery #melbourneflower #melbourneflowerdelivery #flowerstagram #flowerlovers #flowergram #flowersmakemehappy #floraldesign #floraldesign (at Epping New Market) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfr3cNth4IK/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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‘A Flowery Back-And-Forth’- Juke Florist!AU
Juke AU where Julie’s mom had owned the Petal Pushers Floral Company, now run by her Tía Victoria and she helps by delivering orders on her bike.
Another riff from the Triad Chat Vault. Happy JATP Appreciation Month!
"Alright, I'm on it, Willie!" Julie calls out, slipping the arrangement in her basket, foot primed to pedal-
"Wait!" Willie sidles up to her with a conspiratorial smirk, "Can you do me a teensy weensy favor?"
Her eyes shut, already groaning, "No, no. Willie, no-"
The skater sticks out his bottom lip, pouting, "Please? I'm willing to pay for the 'Julie Molina Special'"
Julie points to the sign hanging in the Petal Pushers shop, "Do you see a 'Julie Molina Special’ or arrangement up there?"
Willie presents her a wad of cash.
She eyes it warily, "You're shelling out so much for this, aren't you?"
"It's Alex," he says, eyes twinkling, "He deserves the best," he elbows her playfully, "Right?"
Shit. Romance isn't dead after all.
And Julie does need the money.
"Okay, fine," she pockets the cash and mounts her bike "One 'Julie Molina' delivery special coming up."
"Yes!" he hugs her from behind, careful not to squash the flowers, "Thank you. He'll appreciate it for sure."
"I'm doing this for you," she rings the bell and starts rolling down the street, "And you better properly introduce me to your boyfriend next time!"
"Here you go, courtesy of your boyfriend,"
"Will do!"
Julie bikes over to the address, not too far from her house.
“He’s in band practice right now, so take the flowers there,” Willie had told her.
She could already hear the music flowing from the garage as she pulls up and parks her bike. Carefully scooping up the bouquet, she knocks on the double doors.
It takes a moment for anyone inside to notice the knocking due to the loud music (which is pretty good from what Julie has heard so far. And she doesn’t really listen to much music anymore).
The guitars and drums are put to a halt. Then a voice calls out.
“Who is it?”
“It’s Petal Pushers Floral Company. I have a delivery for an ‘Alex Mercer’?”
“Cool. Come on in.”
Heeding instruction, she pushes the doors open and walks inside. She spots Alex immediately, by the drums. The blonde raises his hand and Julie comes forward with the large bouquet Willie ordered for him.
"Um..." Julie e starts, rubbing her hands together nervously, "There's more."
"Thanks!" Alex blushes, admiring the rainbow of flowers collected.
“And the card,”
Alex quickly swipes the card, eyeing his bandmates in case either of them would dare to steal it and read it outloud. He reads the note to himself and he blushes even more.
“Happy One Month, Hot Dog,” he recites an excerpt for everyone, to which they all go ‘aww’. Then Alex nods at her, “And you’re Julie, right? Willie tells me all about you. Thanks for coming by.”
“Really no problem. Just doing my job. As a delivery girl and his friend.”
Speaking of friend duties...
Then she looks around the room and shrinks in on herself seeing that she does have an audience, one that she recognizes.
There’s Reggie from her Home Ec class and the other boy, Luke, she thinks, the one she always spots with a guitar case in his hands.
"Um..." she starts, rubbing her hands together nervously, "There's more."
"Oh," Alex says, surprised, "Really?"
"Yeah..."
"I don't know what it is that makes me love you so...I only know I never want to let you go...'" she sings, snapping to the beat, trying hard not to look at anyone else but Alex.
I'm so gonna kill Willie for this...
She clears her throat. And goes for it.
"'Cause you started something, can't you see...That ever since we met you've had a hold on me...”" she starts moving around the space, spinning and dancing like an old-timey singing-gram.
Coming back around, she catches eyes with Luke, and she immediately averts her eyes, turning red.
No, Julie... just keep singing. This would all be over soon. So you won't have to keep embarrassing yourself in front of cute boys...
“It happens to be true.... I only want to be with you!" she finishes on own knee, with jazz hands.
She's met with a round of applause as she stands up, feeling awkward.
"Wow!" Reggie claps, "Your boyfriend got you flowers and a pretty girl to sing you a song."
"That was great," Alex beams at her, "You're really good!"
She blushes, waving off the compliments, "Not really a thing we do at the shop, but Willie insisted."
"What a shame," Luke finally pipes up, his eyes never having left her ever since she walked in, "I bet a lot of people will buy flowers... if they're being delivered like that."
Julie swears she's glowing red like Rudolph at this point, with the way he stares.
Julie walks her bike up to the garage, finding only Luke there playing away on his guitar.
"Thanks..." she mutters shyly, rushing out the door and towards her bike, “Have a good one guys. And you sounded great by the way.”
“We’re Sunset Curve,” Luke shouts after her.
“Tell your friends!” Reggie follows up.
Julie politely waves at them and bikes away, all too keen to continue on with her route and try to put this whole embarrassing moment behind her.
If only Luke Patterson was planning to do the same.
Ever since she made the delivery, the guy would try to flag her attention at school. With a ‘Hey Flower Girl’ and striking up conversation, which throws her off balance.
She tries not to associate with people in the music program as often, not since she left due to... personal reasons. (Flynn is a notable exception)
Julie would be friendly, to Alex and Reggie to an extent as well, (to Alex especially since he is Willie’s boyfriend), but she’s just trying to get by with her busy schedule of school and her job at the flower shop.
She goes to work after school two weeks later and makes her rounds with the deliveries Tía sends her on. Tía only gives her the remaining orders that the trucks couldn’t take, last minute ones that are within riding distance.
(Julie can’t wait until she’s able to get her license and really make a contribution to her family’s business).
She’s just about to call it a night when Tía surprises her with one last minute arrangement. A call made while she was out.
It’s about 6 at this point, getting darker and so she packages the bundle of peonies quickly, puts it in her basket and looks at the address. She rolls her eyes when she reads where it’s going and who it’s for.
She knocks against the door, bearing the small bouquet of peonies, "Ahem?"
It startles the boy and he fumbles with his instrument. He looks up to find her standing there and grins. Soon, the guitar is off his person and he's meeting her at the door.
"Hey," he greets.
"Hi," she smiles, although confused, "Delivery for 'Luke Patterson'?"
The boy glances around the empty space before feigning realization, "Oh! That must be me!"
"Looks like," Julie couldn't help but giggle. She gives him the flowers, their hands making brief contact during the exchange.
"You like peonies?" Luke sniffs the flowers, playing with the paper wrap.
She pulls back, clearing her throat. She wants to ask that question at the forefront of her mind, but she really shouldn’t assume anything about their customers. But she couldn’t help but wonder who the flowers are for.
So she just settles for: "Nice arrangement.”
"They're pretty, yeah,"
He tilts his head, "But are they your favorite?"
Julie purses her lips, "Nope. Not really."
"I swear you give me a peonies kinda vibes,"
"That's a thing?"
Setting down the flowers onto the table, Luke nods, "Oh yeah. Don't you try and guess what kind of flowers people would buy when they come in?"
"Sometimes,"
"But still," he pinches a peony from the bunch and offers it to her and Julie's breath hitches.
"For you,"
She crosses her arms, despite the butterflies. Instead of accepting it, she raises an eyebrow at him.
"I'm not one to take a customer's flowers,"
He shrugs, "Consider it a tip?"
"Why? ‘Cuz you don't have any money?" she jests, making her way down the driveway.
"C'mon, Julie," he calls from the open garage, "Here." he holds out the flower again.
Rolling her eyes, she mounts her bike, "I'm not a peony-kind of girl, remember!"
"I'll figure out what kind of girl you are," he says, almost like a promise.
"Good luck with that!" she shouts back, racing down the driveway and onto the street.
The last thing she sees is him grinning like an idiot in the doorway, tossing aside the peony, and watching her ride off into the evening.
Little does she know that this is only the start of their little flowery back-and-forth...
Tagging: @blush-and-books @lydias--stiles @thedeathdeelers @ruzek-halstead, @pink-flame, @ourstarscollided, @nottheleastbrave, @echocharm17618 @smolfangirl
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BOOK REVIEW: Eva Evergreen Semi-Magical Witch by Julie Abe
Eva Evergreen is determined to earn the rank of Novice Witch before she turns thirteen years old. If she doesn't, she'll lose her magic forever. For most young witches and wizards, it's a simple enough test:
ONE: Help your town, do good all around.
TWO: Live there for one moon, don't leave too soon.
THREE: Fly home by broomstick, the easiest of tricks
[ID: the book Eva Evergreen Semi-Magical Witch sits on a grey, yellow and pink cardigan with a pair of glasses next to it].
Title: Eva Evergreen Semi-Magical Witch
Author: Julie Abe
Published by: Hachette
Publication Date: 12/10/21
Australian RRP: $15.99
Genres: fantasy, middle-grade,
Pages: 416
Format: Paperback
Rating: 5/5
Synopsis:
A charming new middle-grade fantasy adventure, about a young witch whose pinch of magic just might be more than enough, perfect for fans of Kiki's Delivery Service and Aru Shah and the End of Time.
Sometimes all you need is a pinch of magic...
Eva Evergreen is determined to earn the rank of Novice Witch before she turns thirteen years old. If she doesn't, she'll lose her magic forever. For most young witches and wizards, it's a simple enough test:
ONE: Help your town, do good all around.
TWO: Live there for one moon, don't leave too soon.
THREE: Fly home by broomstick, the easiest of tricks.
The only problem? Eva only has a pinch of magic. She summons heads of cabbage instead of flowers and gets a sunburn instead of calling down rain. And to add insult to injury, whenever she overuses her magic, she falls asleep.
When she lands on the tranquil coastal town of Auteri, the residents expect a powerful witch, not a semi-magical girl. So Eva comes up with a plan: set up a magical repair shop to aid Auteri and prove she's worthy. She may have more blood than magic, but her "semi-magical fixes" repair the lives of the townspeople in ways they never could have imagined. Only, Eva's bit of magic may not be enough when the biggest magical storm in history threatens the town she's grown to love. Eva must conjure up all of the magic, bravery, and cleverness she can muster or Auteri and her dreams of becoming a witch will wash away with the storm.
Review:
I LOVED THIS BOOK! Eva Evergreen Semi-Magical Witch is a middle-grade fantasy story full of adventure, friendship and magic. The beautiful writing and interesting characters had me completely enthralled in the story. I’m so excited to continue reading the series.
Eva Evergreen wants to be a novice witch, but first, she needs to go on her witch's quest. Eva only has a pinch of magic; she is excited to learn more on her quest. After Eva uses magic she is exhausted and goes faint. I experience a lot of fatigue with my chronic illnesses, everyday tasks can be completely exhausting so I could relate to Eva needing to rest after using her magic. I loved how much Eva became a part of the town and community. Friendship was such a big part of the story, it was great to see Eva’s friendship develop with Charlotte and Davy.
Overall, if you are looking for a fun and magical story full of heart and amazing characters, I highly recommend Eva Evergreen Semi-Magical Witch!
#books#bookworm#book addict#booklr#bibliophile#book photography#thechronicbookworm reviews#book review#spoiler free review#book lover
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jatp characters favourite ghibli films based on basically nothing
alex: princess mononoke, because he loves the scenery backgrounds and could stare at them forever, and also experiences a great deal of anxiety about the environment. also he has a huge crush on prince ashitaka
luke: howl's moving castle, he too is enormously dramatic but also would give a girl a whole field of flowers just to make her happy
reggie: laputa castle in the sky, fun and full of action but also beautiful and wistful, on the cusp of childhood vs adulthood
julie: whisper of the heart, because what's more julie than a girl who finds a passion for songwriting instead of school, falls in love with a boy who makes violins, and then keeps on loving him even when he goes away
flynn: the cat returns, which TERRIFIED all her friends as a kid but she was fascinated by it, to this day she claims it as one of the best movies ever made
willie: spirited away, would absolutely dream of being whisked away by a cute dragon-boy, relates to being controlled by a scary oversized villain who has stolen his full name
bobby: kiki's delivery service, because being out in the big world all on your own and doing the thing you love until it loses its meaning seems resonant
nick: ponyo, because being pre-school best friends is his whole vibe and i bet he knows the technical scientific names of a bunch of prehistoric fish, it just seems Right
carrie: the tale of princess kaguya. she vibes with being so driven insane by the standards for women that you go into a nightmare induced rage that destroys even the line art of your own film
carlos: porco rosso, because he loves the pig and because there's extremely cool planes OR castle of cagliostro because he thinks it's hilarious
ray: the wind rises, because it's a tender and soft story of a man doing his best through a lot of loss and mistakes
caleb: pom poko, because it has his chaotic evil energy
tia victoria: my neighbour totoro, because sisterly bonds are for life and also because she'd think totoro was super cute and buy little stuffed versions of him for julie and carlos
#mine#studio ghibli#jatp#julie and the phantoms#alex mercer#luke patterson#julie molina#reggie peters#bobby shaw
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Fic list
Here's a list of all my published fics. All of my writing is tagged with #snitchwrites!
Also, check out my WIP list!
Separated by categories as follows:
Jily
WIPs
Completed
One-Shots
Drabbles
Wolfstar:
WIPS
One-shots
Drabbles
Hinny:
Completed
One-Shots
Drabbles
Other HP writings
Jily - James Potter + Lily Evans
WIPs:
Briefly Falling - Tumblr and AO3.
A series of 100-word drabbles that are connected but independent for Jilytober, watching Jily fall in love. Will be 31 chapters when completed.
The Last Diary of Lily Potter - Tumblr and AO3
Rated M. Written for Jilytober 2021. An entry a day in Lily's diary describing their last month. Posted to Tumblr daily and AO3 weekly.
Ignite - AO3
Rated: E. Canon 7th year fic with a twist.
5 chapter, 62,878 words (WIP)
It's a well known fact that James Potter and Lily Evans hate each other with a burning passion. When they are named Head Boy and Head Girl, everyone wonders whether it is a mistake. However, a burning passion can ignite something far more powerful than hatred. The only question left is whether they can survive the blaze.
Rated: M. Modern muggle AU.
Save the Groom - AO3
6 chapters, 9,964 words. (WIP)
At 19, James and Lily promise to get married if they were both still single at 30. At 29, James tells Lily that he is getting married. Lily doesn't care. She shouldn't care. Except that she does very much care. Can Lily help James down the aisle, or will she have to find a way to Save the Groom?
Completed:
Three Strikes 'til you're out - AO3
Rated: E. Modern, muggle celebrity fake dating AU. July Jilychallenge fic
11 chapters, 69,094 words
Lily Evans knows nothing about baseball. Or baseball players. She knows even less about James Potter. However, when some bad press risks James's endorsement deals, Lily finds herself thrown into a fake relationship with him. Can they convince the world they are together and save James from the tabloids? Can Lily keep her heart as she learns about James? Or will they both strike out?
One-shots
She's a Wildflower - AO3
Rated: G. Efkgirldetective's Summer of Jily Prompt 10: flowers + you're the only one I'll wait for. Jilytober 🎃
James opens a flower shop, and one of his first deliveries is to the cute redhead down the street. The only problem is that she isn't thrilled to get the flowers. Can he find a way to brighten her day?
A Guide to Proper Hair Maintenance - AO3 or Tumblr
Rated: M (cautiously). Modern muggle Jily meetup fluff. August 2021 Jilychallengr fic. Shirtless Lily.
James and his friends are meeting up with Remus's high school friend at a music festival. However, James is not prepared for Lily. James loses his head a little bit, but finds out just how important a perfect hair routine really is.
To Go On Without Him - AO3
Rated: T. Lily Lives AU. Angst, obviously.
Lily shows up with Harry in tow at Sirius and Remus's door late on October 31, 1981. James is not with them. How will the four of them manage to go on without him?
Chill Out - AO3
Rated: E. Canon fluff. Written for efkgirldetective’s Summer of Jily Prompt 7: Ice cream + I don't want anybody else touching you like I do
James comes up with a fun way for he and Lily to cool off on a hot day.
Just a little kiss - A03
Rated: G. Canon fluff. Written for efkgirldetective’s Summer of Jily Prompt 5: stargazing + I've got plenty of affection / I'd be glad to show you some time.
James and Lily are on a camping trip, but they find themselves sharing a little affection.
Musings from the middle of the night - AO3
Rated: G. Canon angst feat. new mom Lily.
Lily is a new mom, which is sometimes a hard place to be. Over the course of a sleepless night, Lily works through a lot of struggles of being a new mom.
Pretty enough for the both of us - AO3
Rated: T. Canon angst(ish). TW: injury. Shirtless James.
Lily heals James after he returns injured on an order mission.
Love like a fairytale - AO3
Rated: G. Canon pre-Jily pining fluff.
James shares his favorite childhood stories with Lily.
Courage is a little like love - AO3
Rated: G. Canon fluffy Jily first kiss.
A fluffy Jily first kiss one-shot, with some bonus Remus/Lily friendship to go with it.
Shirts vs. Skins - AO3
Rating: M. Canon fluffy Lily pining over James. Shirtless James.
A pick up quidditch match, a contest, and a very thirsty Lily Evans.
Let’s have a baby - AO3
Rating: T. Canon, fluffy, domestic.
Everyone assumes James and Lily accidentally got pregnant with Harry. What if they did plan it? What if they really wanted to have a baby precisely when they did?
Drabbles
Unrivaled - Tumblr
Rated G. Fluffy, canon, first kiss. 516 words.
Remind Me Why I Put Up With You Again? - Tumblr
Rated: G. Fluffy, canon, domestic. 754 words.
Portkey Prank - Tumblr
Rated: E. 596 words. What happens when Sirius plays a prank on James using a portkey. Fluffy.
Tango - Tumblr
Rated G. BlackEvans brOTP. Fluffy, Canon. 791 words
We Need To Talk About Harry - Tumblr
Rated G. Angst. AU. 417 words.
Head’s Office - Tumblr
Rated: M. Fluff, canon. 355 words.
Wofstar - Sirius Black/Remus Lupin
WIP:
Twist of Fate - AO3
Rated: M. Modern Muggle AU.
2 chapter, 6,846 words (WIP)
Remus Lupin has never really been one to rely on it. Sirius Black perhaps relies on it a bit too much. However, a chance encounter in a dark nightclub leaves both of them hoping that Fate will come through one more time. Will these two find each other again, or will they be stuck in a cruel twist of fate?
One-Shots:
Bathed in the moonlight - AO3
Rated: E. PWP, canon.
In the light of the moon, they came together and became something new.
Drabbles:
Remus reading HC - Tumblr
Rated G. Mini fic, canon, angst.
Blackbird - Tumblr
Rated G. Canon, mutual pining. 466 words
Liquid Gold - Tumblr
Rated E. Canon, fluff.
Hinny - Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley
Completed:
Happily Ever After is a Journey not a Destination - AO3
Three one-shots in the same story. 3 chapters, 6,643 words.
Harry and Ginny find that getting to Happily Ever After is a little harder than they expected.
One Shots:
It’s all for him - AO3
Rated: G. Canon, fluffy, HBP missing moment.
Hermione spots trouble on the horizon, and tries to intervene before it is too late.
I’m not afraid to drown - AO3
Rated: T. TW: depression. Prompt: Ocean by Lady A. Angst, canon.
Ginny is suffering from depression, and has to find within herself a way back. Harry is by her side, always.
If this is it, let it be enough - AO3
Rated: T. Angst, canon. HBP missing moment.
Harry struggles to say goodbye.
Make them remember your name - AO3
Rated: T. Prompt: Harry comforts Ginny. Angst to fluff, canon.
When Ginny’s confidence is rocked, Harry is always there to make it better.
All the little pieces - AO3
Rated: G. Written for clarenjoy’s Hinny ficfest. Prompt 60: "I heard that." "You were supposed to." Fluff and angst, canon.
A series of vignettes over the course of Harry and Ginny's lives.
It’s more of a show than a tell - AO3
Rated: T. Written for clarenjoy’s Hinny ficfest. Prompt 28: "Just... talk to me. Please?" Angst, canon.
Harry gets a little comfort from Ginny
The Midnight Flight - AO3
Rated: G. Written for clarenjoy’s Hinny ficfest. Prompt 77: I wish I could kiss away your scars. Angst, canon, comfort.
“I didn’t even know I needed it until we were in the air. How did you know?”
Ginny turned to face him at last. “I could tell just by the way you were standing and talking that it was all getting to you.” Her brown eyes found his green one, and Harry felt something like a small flutter in the pit of his stomach. “I see you, Harry.”
Baby, it's cold outside. - Tumblr
Classic Christmas song with a Hinny twist.
Drabbles:
Silence - AO3
Rated: T. TW: Injury. Part of Harry and Ginuary Bingo event. Prompt: N 42: “I want to go to the beach.” “It’s the middle of winter.” “I don’t care.” Angst, canon.
The one where Ron begs for a memory Charm - AO3
Rated: M. Part of the Harry and Ginuary Bingo event. Prompt: O 75. “I don’t know what made me fall for you.” “My charms, perhaps?” Fluffy, humor, Canon.
The fire is warm - AO3
Rated: G. Part of Harry and Ginuary Bingo event. Prompt: N37. We’re taking shelter during a big storm and you’re really close to me and I’m just going to casually move closer and cuddle with you…. Canon, pining.
Crooked - AO3
Rated: G. Part of Harry and Ginuary Bingo event. Prompt: O 73. You've dared me to do this as a joke but there's no way I'm backing out now. Fluff, humor, canon.
Campfire memories - AO3
Rated: G. Part of Harry and Ginuary Bingo event. Prompt: N 32. "Is that flammable?" "We're about to find out." Fluff, domestic, canon, with kids!
Green-eyed Boy - AO3
Rated: G. Part of Harry and Ginuary Bingo event. Prompt: B 1. "It's just that he has a great reading voice. Who wouldn't want to sit in on storytime?" Fluff, canon, domestic.
A Letter from Home - AO3
Rated: M. Part of Harry and Ginuary Bingo event. Prompt: O 63: “I’m having the worst day and you've just handed me an envelope with…” Angst, canon, love letter.
The Boy who wouldn’t Break - AO3
Rated: T. Part of Harry and Ginuary Bingo event. Prompt: G 51. “You really don’t want to open that door.” Angst, comfort, canon.
Muffin Chaos - AO3
Rated: G. Part of Harry and Ginuary Bingo event. Prompt: I 23: "Why is there zucchini all over our kitchen?" "Do you not like zucchini?" Fluff, canon, domestic.
Loving Ginny - Tumblr - Rated G
Loving Harry - Tumblr - Rated G
Other HP Writings
This section are still HP related writings, just not necessarily very ship-y.
I walk a lonely Road
A series of fics about Remus’s life.
The night the world collapsed - October 31, 1981: Remus finds out about James, Lily and Peter’s Deaths, and Sirius’s betrayal. Rated G - AO3.
All aboard all over again - September 1, 1993: Remus boards the Hogwarts Express to return to Hogwarts again. Rated G - AO3
I’ll be seeing you (in all the old familiar places)
A series of fics about James and Lily watching the people they’ve left behind.
I’ll be here for you (if you need me to) - From the Forbidden Forest to the final spell, James, Lily, Sirius and Remus watch Harry in what could be his final moments. Rated G - on AO3.
When you can’t go to him - Only moments after Lily's death, Lily and James prepare to welcome their infant to the afterlife. However, things don't go quite as expected. Rated G - AO3.
Greeting Death like an Old Friend
A series of fics where, after death, one of their loved ones comes to help you to the afterlife.
Over the Moony for you - Remus - AO3
Howl I go on without you - Sirius - AO3
Ratted Out - Peter - AO3
You’re so deer to me - James - AO3
I’ll wilt for you - Lily - AO3
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28 & 62? 🧡
28. five songs to describe you?: lump by presidents of the united states cuz my brain is also sorta rotten and insane, elvis fucking christ by the cramps just for like. the Vibes, rebel rebel by david bowie also for the vibes and for being an androgynous disaster and i grew up with that song, girls like us by the julie ruin, and finally she's my man by the scissor sisters because i like being a masculine woman
62. seven characters you relate to?: is this asking for my kinlist. jdsjkgsfd. but seriously. unfortunately 1. ramona flowers because i have issues. 2. yato from noragami cuz im a slacker but sometimes i do actually care, 3. needy from jennifers body, and 4. brigitte from ginger snaps, again because i have issues, 5. babydoll from sucker punch because of her wild imagination and loyalty to her friends, 6. abigail from hannibal because, need i remind you, i have issues, and 7. kiki from kikis delivery service
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ART IS UNIVERSAL!
I love the movie posters from Old Hollywood, and the international releases often brought a fresh look to the film’s promotional materials.
The French movie poster for FOUR DAUGHTERS prominently featured Julie. By the time the movie hit overseas, his groundbreaking debut performance was something of mass appeal to audiences.
In comparison, the promotional materials prepared in the US before the film’s premiere popped in photos of Julie and fellow supporting player Jeffrey Lynn as afterthoughts.
Julie’s incredible performance was groundbreaking. He is the screen’s first REBEL HERO and one of the earliest Method actors in film. He precedes Marlon Brando, Montgomery Clift, James Dean, Paul Newman and others. Read TCM’s profile on Julie here.
Julie‘s hometown paper, The New York Times enthusiastically praised his debut. It’s hard to believe these upcoming SPOILERS are actually in a review. More accurately, it reads like a PLOT SUMMARY. However, this reviewer recognizes Julie’s incredible debut performance, so it’s worth transcribing. (Note the low key ad for the movie in the bottom right).
Warners’ ‘Four Daughters” a Sentimental Comedy at Music Hall
Friday, August 19, 1938
by B.R.C. (NYT film reviewer and freelance journalist, Benjamin R. Crisler)
A charming, at times heartbreakingly human, little comedy about life in a musical family of attractive daughters which occasionally is ruffled by the drama of a masculine world outside, “Four Daughters” at the (Radio City) Music Hall, attempts to agree with Jack Warner’s recent assertion in the advertisements that it is the climax of his career. Putting aside Mr. Warner’s career for the nonse, we may assert with equal confidence that “Four Daughters” is one of the best pictures of anybody’s career, if only for the sake of the marvelously meaningful character of Mickey Borden as portrayed by John (formerly Jules) Garfield, who bites off his lines with a delivery so eloquent that we aren’t sure whether it is the dialogue or Mr. Garfield who is so bitterly brilliant.
Our vote, though, is for Mr. Garfield and for whatever stars watch over his career on the stage and screen, because, on re-reading the dialogue, as we have just done carefully, it seems to have lost something of the acidity, the beautiful clarity it had when Mr. Garfield spoke it. As the most startling innovation in the way of a screen character in years—a fascinating fatalist, reckless and poor and unhappy, who smokes too much, who is insufferably rude to everybody, and who assumes as a matter of course that all the cards are stacked against him, Mr. Garfield is such a sweet relief from conventional screen types, in this one character, anyway, so eloquent of a certain dispossessed class of people, that we can’t thank Warner Brothers, Michael Curtiz, the director, Mr. Epstein and Miss Coffee, the screen playwrights, and even Miss Fannie Hurst, the original author, enough for him.
In addition to Mr. Warner, Mr. Garfield and the Music Hall, “Four Daughters” is also a triumph for Priscilla Lane, who is much more attractive, animated and intelligent, than the run of ingénues; for Jeffrey Lynn, a new romantic discovery who knows how to be handsome inoffensively; for Claude Rains, as the musical father; Frank McHugh, as a rich beau; May Robson as Aunt Etta; Rosemary, as the voice of the family, and Lola as the quiet homebody. In fact all the Lanes—a prolific and talented tribe—meet at the Music Hall this week, and one would hardly know which Lane to take, so inviting are all three, not to mention Gale Page, who makes an attractive fourth.
The story begins gayly with a blossoming peach tree and a family quintet rendition of Schubert’s “Serenade” with Papa wielding his flute like a baton, with Priscilla playing the violin, Lola at the harp (if we remember correctly), and Gale at the piano. It is a house full of music and youth and femininity, and the good-natured grumpiness of Papa, who hates jazz, and with only the remotest threat of masculine invasion. But see how the serpent enters this Eden: First Mr. Lynn, a composer, comes swinging on the gate, and then his orchestrator from the city, Mr. Garfield, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, no money, not even a clean shirt, a personal grudge against the Fates, an interesting vocabulary and a heart of purest suet— Mr. Garfield, the eternal outsider.
In the long run it is this character—and a very fine cinematic invention he is—who steals the picture. His suicide is the pivotal theme, the tragic incident (and Mickey himself would call it an incident) which brings the cinematically predestined lovers, Priscilla and Jeffrey, back together again, after Priscilla’s impetuous sacrifice of herself and what she fancied was the altar of two other people’s happiness. But it’s just a simple family affair, after all, and it ends—the old folks a little older, the young ones a little less gay—with the same flowering peach tree and Schubert’s “Serenade,” and with the discordant squeak of Jeffrey swinging on the gate again to interrupt Priscilla’s fiddle part. It may be sentimental, but it’s grand cinema.
Variety, the show biz bible newspaper had this to say:
December 31, 1937 11:00pm PT
Four Daughters by Variety staff
Score one for Warners on this gentle drama from Fannie Hurst’s novel, Sister Act. It’s a beguiling film which reveals John Garfield as an interesting picture prospect. Formerly Jules Garfield, of Broadway’s Group Theatre, the actor turns out to be much more forceful personality on the screen than he was on the stage.
This tale deals with the heart-throbs of the four talented daughters of a professor of music. It’s a simple, gay and lovable small-town household. And as the various girls acquire beaux, the old man looks on with a twinkling eye, and kindly Aunt Etta bustles about to make the place homelike.
Michael Curtiz’s direction is both affectionate and knowing. Claude Rains is irresistibly persuasive and attractive as the father. Priscilla Lane has the best part as the youngest sister. May Robson plays the aunt in proper mother-hen fashion. As the ill-starred newcomer, Garfield plays with such tight-lipped force that for a time he threatens to throw the picture out of focus by drawing too much interest.
1938: Nominations: Best Picture, Director, Supp. Actor (John Garfield), Screenplay, Sound
The Spanish version of the movie poster also gives prominence to Julie’s scenes as Mickey Borden. Incidentally, Frank Sinatra and Doris Day starred in a musical remake from 1954, YOUNG AT HEART. Scuttlebutt is that Francis Albert would only do it if the ending was changed to his liking. Glad he did it so we could have that beauty of a title song.
The poster above shows a different angle for the promo campaign. Notice that Julie is touted as “the most dynamic discovery since Cagney.”
Looking like the total outsider. The nonconformist. Check out that stubble. Turns out, Mickey was the sensitive observer. Such a natural!
The studio paired Julie with Priscilla Lane in several films. Here’s a compilation of clips of their screen time.
“I believe the more successful an actor becomes, the more chances he should take. An actor never stops learning.” —John Garfield
How about an honorary Oscar awarded posthumously for Julie’s incredible work in film? This was only his first film role and his later performances showed even more depth—more maturity. What an amazing gift he had, and it’s a huge loss that he was taken too soon.
#john garfield#four daughters#priscilla lane#foreign movie posters#frank sinatra#doris day#young at heart
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hello! it’s me, the perpetually absent as of late mun of minhee, eunah, dowoon & seungwoo. to summarize: i’ve been having the worst luck irl for about three months straight. it’s been one thing after another and i no longer am able to tell you what day of the week it is. (like, really.) great, now that that’s over, consider this my plot call for the new quarter. i’ve decided to plot for all my muses through minhee’s account & my d!scord to try and keep everything together as well, so please like/reply to this post for anything under the cut that interests you for any of my kids! i’ve really missed you, famed <3
minhee
of course, all of these schedules, and the other group ones, are open for threads with lipstick members as a given!! the special mv filming, their fan signs, etc!!
and anyone who wants to do a volunteering thread, yes please! <3 bc muses, minhee is so here to bitch about bc between takes for the documentary... and then she’ll go all i lov my family <3 at the concert like a week later but nvm that.
lipstick are promoting hurt locker from july 15 - august 15, so if that crosses over with any of your muses’ promotional periods, please feel free to hit minhee and me up, because oh god, she is so bored of waiting around backstage at music shows. she’ll happily cause some mischief or assuage any nerves or anything else!
ulsan music festival : for muses in decipher, knight, charm, unity, aria, impulse, fuse, femme fatale or vive! maybe minhee almost makes your muse late for their set, or maybe they have a real heart to heart in the dressing rooms after they catch minhee yelling about her shorts riding up one too many times.
suwon kt wiz supporters festival : for muses in gal.actic or aria! omg hot girl shit here. anyways, minhee hates the outfits lipstick are dressed in here, so she’ll probably be complaining about being a sexy delivery driver. gal.actic muses will have to deal with her asking them to teach her the choreo for fri. sat. sun. because she loves it so much.
daegu chimaek festival : for muses in bee, gal.actic or silhouette! more hot girl shit! bee and silhouette muses please forgive minhee for being a clingy lover of both groups, even into her hag era. same as above applies for gal.actic muses -- idk, part 2: she gets you to film fri. sat. sun. tiktoks with her.
haeundae hite concert : minhee hates their outfits, part 2. loves bee, part 2.
hallyu dream concert : ok i’m not typing out everyone who’s performing here, but if your muse is!! hit up minhee!! she’s got a flannel shirt around her waist that she will be slipping out of and using as a lasso (no one point out to her that she could just... untie it...)
eunah
same again, everything 7rophy-wise obviously is all open for 7rophy members!! dumdi dumdi prep & promo stuff and all that!
volunteering stuff with anyone is open!! & the photoshoot with any other dimensions idols is open too!!
has her solo comeback on july 20th!! basically is promoting nonstop all summer and is . suffering a lot, it’s really hard on her.
chinese international students’ festival : for muses in alien, lucid, silhouette or impulse! eunah is ... not gonna be in a good mood, so pretty much, uh, this (and the other festival 7rophy are performing at), would be pretty good opportunities for maybe some old friends to see the return of bitchy/icy eunah, or for her to shock some new friends with her attitude!!
cheonan world dance festival : for muses in lucid, silhouette or fuse! see above, basically.
dowoon
bc muses come get your x-rays with dowoon!! he’ll hate it!! alternatively, come hang out at the anniversary concert with dowoon!! he’s ok with it!!
someone please come animal shelter volunteering with this boy, he loves animals so so much.
so, charm’s on tour in japan for most of this quarter! charmies ( dowoon says : bleh but you know the way nctzens call dream members the dreamies ... yeah ... ) please hit me up for some dowoon tour bitching. he really hates fallin’ flower. like, more than anything. please indulge his complaints, or totally disagree with him! maybe him and one of the other charmies could have a massive falling out on tour :eyes: drama. he’s just grumpy bc he’s away from wang for so long.
but on the bright side, he loves home;run so much, so on the total flip of the last point, charmies please come have fun with him!! fun, of course, means long hours in the dance studio even after everything is perfect, but like? he’s smiling? so that obviously means it’s fun? even if it isn’t? idk he’s a strange child. or maybe it’s time for fights... again?
hallyu dream concert : again i am not typing out everyone, but if your muse is performing at this concert, dowoon will probably be in desperate need of a break from charm after the quarter he’s had, so come hang out with him!!
seungwoo
my king. the opposite to dowoon’s gremlin ass self. anyways, yes, hi. mars muses, your leader misses you and wants all the threads for twilight era, even if he doesn’t really care about the song very much.
seungwoo in general is just the most in need of plots right now, so if anyone wants a messy ex turned good boy bff or a deep seeded hatred thing from years back or anything, uhhh hmu.
hallyu dream concert : and again!! he’s open for threads here!! let him, idk, extend his leaderly duties to your muse and take care of them if they need something. or maybe there’s a backstage confrontation years in the making?!?!? or, idk, you catch him reading some poems and your muse thinks that’s lame nerd shit.
#flashing gif tw#fmdcall#this is so long im So sorry#anyways im now starting my 10th rewatch of degrassi tng and going through all of minhee's woefully belated dms
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Scott Pilgrim’s Precious Little Life Review
Happy Birthday To Me, as I continue my birthday celebration by taking a look at comics that have a personal connection to me.. And for our main feature, i’m taking a look at the first volume of a series that was vitally important to a teenage me, Scott Pilgrim.
Scott Pilgrim is the brainchild of Brian Lee’O’Malley. O’Malley came up with the concept from a number of things. Being a fan of the band Plumtree, O’Malley was curious about the name of their song “Scott Pilgrim” and wondered who this Scott Pilgrim guy was. So over the years he slowly built the guy up in the back of his mind using bits of his life and what not. As for why he ends up fighting 7 evil exes, that came from a discussion with his then girlfriend, later wife and currently ex-wife Hope Larson, where he threw off the joke that her exes should form some kind of League. After finishing his first solo work Lost at Sea, O’Malley decided Scotty would be his next project and the rest is history. To date while O’Malley has written two works since, Seconds which is delightful and Snotgirl which didn’t grab me but I intend to try again, Scott remains his most popular work, in large part due to it’s SUBLIME video game and movie adaptations, the former of which is finally getting a rerelease next month.
The series charm is in it’s style: A manga styled comic that combines two desperate kinds of story: Shonen Fight Manga and Slice of Life Indie Comics. The story shifts from Scott going through normal life stuff while trying to make his new relationship work and get his shit together and Scott getting into big bombastic fights with his new sweetie’s exes for the right to keep dating her and to you know, stay alive. The series effortlesly blends a video game like world with real grounded characters and is wonderful for it.
As for where I came in, one Free Comic Book day I found a little comic named Free Scott Pilgrim, which I genuinely loved and was instantly charmed by it’s humor and well done art. So I picked up the second and third volumes of the series proper and the first once I could find it and the rest ,as they say, is history. For my high school life, this was one of hte most important things in it and I wrote fanfiction, which I thankfully never put online and in general enjoyed the hell out of the series. Then I just kind of.. let it sit on my shelf for a while. It wasn’t BAD, I just never got back to it and as the franchise went dormant I just sorta slept on it and the movie and that part of me...
Cut to a few weeks ago, when Comixology did a massive sale for black friday that marked a ton of Graphic Novels down to just 1 buck each, and the color editions of Scott Pilgrim happened to be part of this, though only volume 1 was that cheap. But thanks to my best friend micheal and an early christmas/birthday present I got the rest and got to revisit the series as a whole, with me rethinking my previous thoughts of volume 1 and thus.. wanting to review it and share both why this series is so damn special and what’s good, and what’s not so good about it. I’ll also be covering the game, once i’ts re-released, and the movie once i’m finsihed with the comics so look out for that. And get ready to take a trip to the glorious land of canada...
As a heads up and as you can tell i’ll be using the color version as while I could get scans of the black and white, I prefer the color version. While the black and white was fine and always will be, I think the impressive coloring job really adds to thing and makes the already great fight scenes pop more, as well as making certain background elements stand out a bit. While it does negate the black and white gags, the tradeoff is more than worth it. That being said either version is fine so if you can get the black and white cheaper that’s fine and i’ve kept my original copies, with volumes 4 -6 having been picked up as they came out.
So as our story starts we meet our hero: Scott Pilgrim Age 23, a charming but jobless and kind of sketchy possible college graduate whose really been adrift in his life since a breakup about a year ago. And when our story opens he’s taken a turn for a worse and decided to date sweet but naive and inexperinced Knives Chau, a 17 year old girl. And why yes the power dynamics there are messed up and why yes Scott is pretty damn sketchy in this moment in time, and while yes I am aware the age of consent in canada is 16, it dosen’t make this any less greasy and the story knows that.
And how it knows that MOST of his friends aren’t on board. The only ones who seems to is Stephen Stiles, leader of Sex Bomb-Omb, the band scott’s in with one of the best names ever and even then it’s hard to tell if he’s being sarcastic or just a total douche. The other, Young Neil Nordgraf, Stephen’s roomate, is well 19 or 20 and kind of a dipshit so we just ignore him. I used to use him as kind of a projection, to put myself in the adventure when I was younger as Neil kind of lacks personality in the comics but in the comics.. he’s not hte best or most complex character. He is great in the movie though and Edgar Wright did an amazing job fleshing him out.
The rest of his circle are .. not so permissive. His best friend, roomate and king of all gays for all time Wallace Wells very much does not want to come with Scott to school to pick her up because every part of that sentence after hurt to type. Granted Scott gets him to come with him with promises of boys, but frankly knowing wallace he was probably just playing along/wants to protect this poor child. His ex and fellow bandmate Kim is clearly bothered by it and is flat out worried Scott is taking advantage of her. Kim and Wallace are easily my faviorites both for personality and because I have a massive crush on both. With Wallace it just didn’t manifest till the reread. Finally Scott’s kid sister Stacey chews him out over it before genuinely wondering if he’s gone insane or he’s actually happy.
For my two cents: he’s not. He WANTS to be, but he dosen’t know how. And as someone whose both neurotypical, which given Scott’s troubles with empathy and relating to people like yours truly I strongly suggest he is, and has struggled with depression I can relate to that. He wants to move on but he just.. can’t, he just wants to get past the haze he’s been in since Envy dumped him.. but he dosen’t know how. So instead of doing someting constructive or finding a job or anything .. he just took the first and easiest way out of his depression he could. I’ve done that with video games and stuff. Scott did that by entering a relationship that’s really easy, requires only so much effort, and is with someone who utterly adores, looks up to him and will never expect better. Being with Knives makes him feel better.. but it dosen’t MAKE him a better person. As i’ve made clear dating someone just for a boost makes him actively worse and had fate not intervened, I shudder to think what Scott might have become. That being said his actoins are still creepy and since Scott has a habit of landing ass backwards into being an asshole here’s a counter to track that. That’s 2 for doing this overall, one for tleling her to be good, and 1 for trying to ply wallace with underage boys.
Your the Scum of the Earth Scott Counter: 1
Thankfully fate does and Scott’s dreams, ones of him crawling through a desert alone, are interupted by a mysterious pink haired girl on skates. The next day he’s just sort of in a daze, kind of confused, and even more so when he sees her IN REAL LIFE, while at the library with Knives. He’s understandably frazzled but ends up finding out he’s not hallucinating when talking to MIcheal Cormeau. Micheal is a minor character and another artist and friend of o malley’s who represents that one guy in social circles who knows everybody. And indeed he knows the mystery girl, Ramona Flowers and that she’s there. Scott TRIES talking her up but just creeps her out, so Scott goes with plan b and decides to ask around about her. Enter Sandra and Monique, two college aquantinces of Scott, who just sorta show up at major events and aren’t that developed or intresting. They turn him to Julie who forbids him to date her. To which I say.
Naturually we’ll aslo be needing a counter for this.
Shut Up Julie Counter: 1
Scott however did find out she’s a delivery girl for Amazon Canada, and thus orders some CD’s on Wallace’s Credit card to hopefully see her. And while his behavior IS obessive.. it’s understandable. I’d be weirdly obessed with finding someone too if they showed up in my dreams every day and were apparently a real person. I’d probably play it cooler but still i’ts kind of understandable. So after a day with knives in which he’s clearly checked out she kisses him, he freaks out and it’s very clear that while Scott’s good at attracting women he’s just.. not good with his emotions and has finally woken up to how messed up this is, but has no idea how to get out now he’s intrested in someone he actually has a future with maybe.
Speaking of Scott’s package and Ramona finally arrive. Scott’s move is to.. ask her out abrubtly but after he mentions her Dreams, Ramona finally puts two and two together and explains things: She’s been using Subspace, a seris of highways connected by the subconcious and apparently more common in america, though it’s later revealed she was taught this but being the first book with a lot of the lore and what not ironed out this is fine. Point is she was just using his dreams as transit and didn’t mean to get him obessed. Scott continues to try his schtick and eventually gets her to agree to hang out with him. Why she does I generally do not know, as SCott basically fell ass backwards over himself conversationally, but whatever. If he didn’t succeed we wouldn’t have a plot.
That being said things pick up a bit with the date though. The scene is really good and simply just the two.. talking. Having plesant conversations getting to know one another. That good stuff. it’s just really nice to read and it’s hard to explain why. Highlights include Scott’s x-men patch, Ramona not wanting to talk about her last job and Scott admitting he hasn’t been obessed in a long time.. and it comes off sweet rather htan creepy like that sounds. It just means he hasn’t fell this head over heels felt like this. As I said Knives was easy.. but this is hard.. and this.. feels right. So as things Snow Ramona yanks scott through subspace to escape the blizzard.
So we end up back at Ramona’s place and she offers some tea which leads to one of the best gags of the volume as she lists them off:
So Ramona goes to get Scott a blanket, Scott ends up following finds her changing, and she decides to warm him up another way.. by embracing him... cue.. the inevitible really.
It feels organic though: The two are clearly attracted to each other and while Scott came on as strong as freaking colossus, he still rebounded well once they hung out and he could relax a bit and show the scott underneath the lairs of dumbass. The two end up cuddling in bed and Scott seems..genuiley happy saying he needed this... awwwwwww. They part the next morning with him asking her to his band’s performance.
So Scott finds Wallace at home who says what Scott needs to hear “You need to break up with your fake highschool girlfriend scott’ Granted the entire first 40 pages could’ve been titled that but now he’s actively cheating. He’s also got a letter.
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It’s a death threat Scott barely grazes through, just like an email earlier.
But scott’s more concerned with his emotional distress.. i.e. the consequences of his throughly shitty actions finally hitting him in the face.
Scott heads to practice for his gig and can’t bring himself to break up with knives, but does find out about the opposition: Crash and the Boys, based on an NES game title because of course it is. Crash, their leader, Joel their baseplayer who scott hates because he hates all other baseplayers (”I don’t hate myself kim) and Trasha, an 8 year old progedy they found playing Drum Mania. Don’t ask me what that is, i’m not going to get every refrence.
So at the show Scott runs into Stacey and her new boyfriend Jimmy with Stacey being supportive. And then Knives shows up and then RAMONA SHOWS UP. Oh no scott’s cheating might be discovered!
So Scott books it while we’re introduced to Crash and the Boys. Wallace heckles them, to the band’s annoyance, until they eventually get fed up and we easly get the best gag of the volume. I was wrong this clearly tops the tea thing.
So Crash and The Boys continue to play their set, including a song that supposdely kills the audience but really knocks them out.. which of course bothers kim because they play next. Meanwhile Ramona and Stacey meet and the two really get along.. and come back to find the audience ko’d and Wallace Making out with Stacey’s boyfriend. Oh no! Which is a dick move, no question. But Stacey’s next move is questionable even for a 19 year old: She says “You won’t steel another guy from me and tells wallace to sit over there”. Okay Stacey even if he is bi, and this series has trouble with the concept of bisexuals we’ll get into that later trust me, he made out with someone else entirely while on a date with you. Wallace is still an asshole, it’s part of his charm.. but it dosen’t change the fact your date kissed someone else seconds after you were gone and has been eyballing him all night, as seen even above. He’s not into you as you thought, just accept it, move on, and kick Jimmy in the balls and then wallace like a proper lady. So Scott prepares to play and this happens
And it’s here, at the very end of the comic the series main premise finally kicks in and the world takes it’s true shape. It’s a world where an indie comedy about a mess of a being putting his life together after finding his dream girl.. also has said mess being forced to get into fist fights with wizards, movie stars, vegans, half-ninjas, twin roboticists and a katana wielding douchenozzle record exec in order to continue to have the right to date his girlfriend.
It’s where the series charm comes from and really what made it a huge sucess so it’s no suprise this volume perks up immensley for the climax. I’ll get more into it’s pacing problem at the end. For now it’s fight time and as we find out in a hilarious and awesome turn.. Scott is the best fighter in toronto.. which just makes me REALLLY want a Scott Pilgrim version of letterkenny. I mean who wouldn’t want to see wayne fight some guy who can turn his hands into dragons or see Squireely Dan do E.Honda’s hand slap move from streetfighter or see the skids all fuse into one mega emo. It’s just.. the possiblities are as endless as they are wonderous and I want this now.
But yeah as Patel is both the first boss and Scott’s first real opponent Scott.. handles him really easily. This was by design as O’Malley wanted a shonen progression to the fights.. and honestly it’s a great way to do things. Since the fights are styled after shonen and video games, and both have power based progression in bad guys and threats, it just made sense. Patel.. is just pathetic even with his magic powers, and his habit of sending letters and emails just pounds it in. Though he is right to be a bit pissed Scott didn’t read a letter he hand delivered in a snowstorm. That’s just a tad rude.
Mid-Fight, Scott, now he knows the whole evil ex boyfriend thing, wonders what Matt and Ramona’s past is and while Matthew refuses to tell.. Ramona spills easily. It was midddle school, all the jocks wanted her for whatever reason, likely because from experince in high school, guys really like indie girls. Matthew was the only non-white non jock, so they teamed up and with her strength and his mystic powers they beat them.. but since his use had dried up, she flipped him off and left.
Matthew dosen’t take this well and summons demon hipster chicks to fight while Scott and co, minus ramona, fight back with a finger gun routine and block his fire balls before propelling Scott into matthew somehow, and landing the KO
Evil Exes Left: 6
Matthew bursts into coins though fun fact, O’Malley says the Exes all respawned back at home afterwords and learned their lesson. With Pattel I genuinely don’t think he did... but clearly given his penchant for formality what with the letters and emails, he probably felt it’d break protocol to attack before the rest were done. He probably jsut formed a hipster emo band and found more sucess using his magic for that instead and just forgot about the whole thing. Could be wrong but that’s what i’m going with.
So Scott asks Ramona to go out with him then make out with him, both of which she says yes to. Nice one scotty boy. Ramona then explains the whole evil exes thing: He’ll have to defeat each one as they come after him, and while Scott wonders if they’ll come one at a time Ramona’s not sure. As time will bear out, Scott is MOSTLY correct as most exes take him one on one, with the exception of the twins. But since as I said earlier the twins are basically one person, and as we’ll find out by choice, so it’s an exception. Plus their the last step before the final boss, so by that token it’s a bit fairer to have the penultimate boss get an unfair advantage. Scott is fine with that, he and Ramona share another moment and a kiss.. but Scott makes the mistake of asking if gideon is one and Ramona’s head starts glowing with her dodging the subject, though still going out with SCott and him worried.. it just feels.. off. not a bad ending but the only one of the series three cliffhanger endings that just dosen’t work for me, especailly since it is a bit before the Gideon mystery really picks up steam again. But with that we close this chapter
FINAL THOUGHTS:
Precious Little Life is a decent start to the story. While Scott is loathsome at first, he’s still a compelling character and does get more likeable as things go, the humor when it is there shines and is one of the series best assets and while the fight is short and only at the end, it is oh so glorious especailly in cover with the impacts taking cues from the movie. It’s a good intro to Scott’s world and ther’es a reason the movie adapts this book the closest as it sets up the cast and premise well, with only Stephen Stiles feeling a bit off and ONLY for the first few chapters.
The volume is only really held back by it’s pacing, as before Scott runs into ramona in his dream the story feels a bit sluggish as we’re just watching some douche date a high school kid. While it is necessary to set up the world, it just dosen’t have the snappy pacing the series would be known for and that makes the rest of the series more charming. it’s nto BAD.. but it’s not FANTASTIC like the series would become. What keeps it from being bad is simple: These aren’t general badness signs but more just O’Malley coming into his owna nd getitng better and better as the book goes, to the point that by the next book the pacing is much better and by book 3 onwards he has it down pat.
Overall not a BAD volume but certaionly the weakest of the bunch.. which given it’s still really good says something about the ride we’re in for. I’ll be back sometime in the future, likely january. Yup i’m taking on YET ANOTHER PROJECT. but since this one, while clearly exausting and time consuimg, is much shorter in overall length, and i’m still proritizing the three I have running over this, I think i’ll be just fine. Until next time, have a happy holiday.
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The Haunted Mortuary
New Orleans
In New Orleans, graveyards makes a perfect back drop for a haunted attraction. However, The Haunted Mortuary is a bit more special than most. This attraction is set up in an actual haunted mansion. The massive three-story building was constructed in 1872 by Mary Slattery.
Her intentions was to build a home for generations of her family. Mary and her husband John had six children. Family friends Mr. and Mrs. John Kane also lived with the Slatterys. In October 1905, the house was sold to Mrs. Marie Lafontear and William Klein who maintained it until May 15, 1923. Then, it was purchased on behalf of PJ McMahon in 1928 as the future site of a grand funeral home called PJ McMahon and Sons. In 1959, an ambitious building project was launched adding a specially designed elevator, a rear garage for the discrete delivery of the dead, additional viewing rooms and offices. At its height, the building featured amenities found in only the nicest of mansions such as smoking parlors for the men, private bedrooms and apartments with separate baths for the bereaved, maid service, an on-site cook, dining facilities, chaise lounges for the ladies in their private bathrooms and private drawing rooms. The purpose was to mimic the comforts of home and rivaled all but a few of the grandest of residences of New Orleans.
PJ McMahon and Sons was a full-service funeral home. There was an autopsy room and an embalming room as well as a crematorium onsite, cold storage for the dead, casket storage, casket sales and a flower sales facility. The property was designed to anticipate and take care of every aspect of the funeral business. PJ McMahon and Sons was massively successful, performing an estimated twenty thousand funerals. On April 29th 1985, PJ McMahon and Sons merged with the Security Industrial Funeral Home Corporation. The building transferred owners a few times over the years. On March 23, 2004, EHN2 Holdings, also known as Neil Corporation which owns Aveda’s Spas purchased the mansion.
Neil Corp’s goal was to turn the ornate funeral home into a Day Spa Academy. They gutted the property due to its poor condition and the hazardous materials throughout the building. Almost everything was removed. All that was left was the wood framing, doors and the staircases of the building. In this process, the CEO of Neil Corp died by somewhat mysterious circumstances and their board decided to discontinue the project. The gutted building was listed for sale in 2004, remaining empty and abandoned for three years. During this period, Hurricane Katrina swept through in 2005. The mansion survived the storm due to being located on high ground. In July 2007, Jeff Borne, the owner of PSX Audio/Video Technologies purchased it, turning the house in to the Mortuary Haunted House that it is today.
The many souls who passed through PJ McMahon and Sons Funeral Home may never have left. A woman in white has been seen on the top floor crying for her long dead husband. A tall well-dressed man is said to appear whenever someone is disrespecting the cemeteries that surround the property. Two rambunctious ghost children, a boy and girl, have been known to play pranks on visitors. A former mortician is often seen in the basement continuing his bloody work beyond the grave. Other activity includes, footsteps, whispers, furniture moving on its own, and poltergeist activity.
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