#5-star hotels in manhattan

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@hellceo ;; spending the night prompts (still accepting) [ storm ] Crowley sees the awful weather conditions outside and insists Steve stay the night and ride it out / in his fancy ass hotel

                             CROWLEY DEFINITELY IS SOME STINKING RICH WALL STREET GUY. They met to try out a new cocktail bar in Manhattan and, as usual, decided to get some dessert after, but it would have taken forever to get to Steve's little house (and the bedroom) and the weather had started to get really terrible, so Steve suggested they go to Crowley's place instead, only Crowley's place turned out to be a fucking hotel suit in the Pendry Manhattan West. The towels alone might be worth more than Steve's entire bathroom furniture. 

                              Now he's standing in front of the head-high windows, naked (up here, nobody would see him anyway), and rubbing his hair dry with one of the unbelievably soft towels, looking out at the rain that had turned into a thunderstorm while they'd been busy in bed. Now and then, hail crashes against the glass, and deep down, Steve sees gale-force winds tug at the trees. "Are you sure?" he asks, turning around to look at Crowley slouching on the bed. The soft light from the bedside lamp washes over him, and Steve is briefly distracted by his tattoos. "Well, I won't say no to that. This weather looks horrible. But–" And now he grins as he puts the towel on an armchair and walks over to sit on the bed and pull Crowley in for a quick kiss. "I'm definitely gonna order expensive room service in the morning. Get this whole Pretty Woman vibe."

[probablyasocialecologist]

A sick tribute appeared outside the New York City hotel where UnitedHealthcare CEO Brian Thompson was gunned down by an assassin on Wednesday.

A balloon with a sign taped to it reading 'CEO DOWN' over the image of a smiling star and party poppers was found outside the Hilton Hotel in Midtown Manhattan after Thompson, 50, was gunned down there Wednesday morning.

The balloon was spotted as many Americans have joked about the CEO's death due to his company's track record of rejecting medical claims.

5 December 2024

Incredible.

[sook9i]

— NAKED IN MANHATTAN

⋆｡°✩ After a drunk conversation leads you to question your feelings for your bandmate and friend, Hueningkai, maybe a night together in Manhattan is just what you need to clear the air.

. . . GENRE ! Hueningkai x reader | smut | fluff | friends to lovers

. . . CONTAINS ! virgin!kai, virgin!reader, 6th member!reader, afab!reader, talks of virginity, mentions of alcohol and alcohol consumption, swearing, loss of virginity, unrealistic first time? (not that i would know), no established dynamics, fingering, protected sex 🙏, some aftercare, a little too much foreplay, consent checks, kinda just porn with plot, the other members tease them about their virginity (don’t do that)

. . . WORD COUNT ! 4660

. . . NOTES ! i’ve been writing this for,,,literally ever and i’m so glad it’s finally done !! this is inspired by naked in manhattan by chappell roan however considering that it’s a sapphic love song i’m still kinda unsure if i’m going to keep the title of it for this fic. if anyone has any opinions let me know!! anyways i hope you enjoy!!

. . . ADMIN ! written by callie 😼

Bright lights twinkle across the floor like stars. You can’t see the real stars up in the sky, but you make do with the high-rises lighting up the horizon. Cars beep and blare their horns stories below you. This sweet symphony fills the cold, empty hotel room like a lullaby. However, it isn’t really empty. You’re there, staring out across the Manhattan skyline. Kai’s there, just there behind a closed door in the bathroom. Bare only for the comforting hot water of the shower he was in. He’s there, racing through your thoughts like always. Around and around; an ever-looping track of vice. This boy, your friend, your bandmate, driving you crazy just by standing beyond a wall.

This isn’t exactly how you imagined spending a night in New York City. The rest of the boys took full advantage of the free night. Taehyun had wanted to explore, last you heard he was in Time Square. Beomgyu and Yeonjun had gone out to get some dinner and god only knows where they ended up, now five hours later.

Soobin, on the other hand, was the reason you ended up in this position. Having approached you after your radio show taping and apologetically begging you to let him have the single hotel room for the night. And how could you say no? You cared for your members, and your leader especially seemed like he could use a night with just himself. He was probably spread-eagle on the hotel bed, 5-steps deep into his skincare routine right now, and watching whatever show he’s been raving about for the past week; probably having the time of his life. However, when you agreed to give up your room, you failed to think about the implications. You didn’t consider that you’d now be rooming with whoever Soobin had left behind. You didn’t even think about how he usually roomed with Hueningkai. Not a single thought passed through your head, except sweet old sympathy for your leader. Now, you were considering disavowing kindness for the rest of your life because of where that nice gesture landed you.

You heard the water shut off in the bathroom like the final clock strike right before midnight. Face embarrassingly hot, you keep your back to the door as it opens. New light slants across the floor, fluorescent and harsh. It mingles with the soft rush of humidity into the room and claws at your pajamas. Begging you to turn, to look, to face the perpetual inhabitant of your dreams. You tried to ignore the way your heart sped up simply hearing him shuffle around behind you. Still, your blood ran hotter, building up in your cheeks and neck.

You’ve had your fair share of innocent crushes over time, including the one you’ve harbored for Huening over the past 4 years. However, none ever left you feeling like this. This disoriented, this flustered, this desperate despite actively trying to dismantle your feelings for months now. He’d manage to send you tumbling back down, head over heels, in one quick night. Just the thought of his voice, the way the words came to him so easily, kept you spiraling.

The night’s high spirits had long settled down. Celebrating the start of your world tour with drinks and food had kept the mood quite energetic. Now, spread out on the dorm floor, nursing a half-empty soju bottle, you find yourself prattling off to silence.

“Sooo…what are you guys most excited for in America?”

Yeonjun snorts from the couch above you, “You sound like every American interview we do.”

“Okay, well…you can be like 100% completely honest with me.”

“I wanna try some cool food and drinks or something.” Beomgyu jumps in, “Like the themed ones from specialty bars that people always post.”

The oldest hums in agreement, “It would be pretty nice to go out one night.”

“We’re in New York for a few days, I’m pretty sure we have an open night there.” Soobin pipes in, curled up in the couch corner.

“Maybe I’ll go visit the Lego store.”

A sudden chorus of laughter erupts at your words. Struggling to sit up, you frown at all the amused faces now in view.

“What’s so funny, assholes?”

“Y/nnie, you should get out more.” The words coming from Beomgyu were almost hypocritical.

“You’re one to talk! And, yeah, that’s why I’d go shopping.”

“We mean, like, get out and meet people. A different country is a great place for that, especially for us.” Taehyun sits in an armchair taking a slow sip from his can, “Go out, have a fun night, and just make sure they sign an NDA afterwards.”

Another round of laughter strikes up and it dawns on you what they’re actually talking about. Your face feels hot and a pout stretches on your lips.

“You guys all suck! I told you, it’ll happen when it happens.” You cross your arms, almost whining like a child, “Why don’t you ever tease Huening about this? I’m not the only virgin in the group!”

Yeonjun snorts, “Damn, way to throw Kai under the bus.”

“Wait, no,” You frantically turn your head around to his seat behind you. “Huening, I didn’t mean-”

He breaks a small smile, “It’s okay, Y/n, I get what you meant.”

“We’re, like, virginity pals.” You stupidly bump your shoulder into his which elicits a very awkward laugh.

“Let’s talk about something else.”

Beomgyu is quick to the draw, immediately beginning to ramble on about his latest meet-up with Jeongin. You don’t get a chance to catch much of it as lips brush along your ear.

“You know, if you ever want to fix that, you can just ask me.” His voice is low and even, his breath leaves goosebumps along your neck. The words swim up and around your head, wiping away some of the haze; snapping you into a brief sense of clarity to process what he just said. You feel your heart almost sputter to a stop. Unable to choke out a response, you turn to look at him only to find cold air. Huening is up and away in the kitchen getting another drink, leaving you alone and flustered. Caught in his words’ web like a helpless fly.

They’ve been plaguing you since their utterance 5 days ago. Orbiting your brain like an ever-present moon. Driving you so far up the proverbial wall that, once you come back down, you will surely die on impact. You’ve never felt this confused, wondering if he meant what he said, if he even remembered it. Perhaps you were driving yourself insane over something inconsequential to him. How were you going to survive this night?

“You wanna watch a movie?”

So easily, he has you trapped. You have to face him, face this, and act completely normal. Act like your thoughts haven’t been full of him; the things you’d let him do to you and the things you’d do to him in return. Act like the way water drips from the edges of his hair, tracing his bare collar, isn’t driving you mad. Wet spots decorate the thin, white shirt stretched across his shoulders. It sticks to the vaguely visible skin trailing down his torso. A pair of sweatpants hang dangerously low off his hips, you struggle to bring your eyes away back up to his face. There his face is soft, head tilted and eyes crinkled, expecting an answer. You want to shrivel beneath his sweet gaze.

“I-um, yeah, sure. W-what movie?”

“Oh, I don’t really know. I was just going to see what’s streaming, maybe order some room service.” He drops a laptop onto his bed. Crawling atop the sheets, he flips it open and looks back at you. Waiting, expectant. His hand softly pats the duvet beside him and you have nowhere to run.

The sheets are standard fare for a hotel and the mattress is stiff as you sit. You’re practically almost hanging off the edge trying to keep a safe distance from Kai. If your skin so much as brushed his, you’d be broken. You weren’t willing to risk bumping knees. If he thinks it odd, he doesn’t say anything. Looking at the screen, he’s now scrolling through a bunch of movie options. Title after title flys by. Two of his fingers push along the mouse pad. The muscles of his hand twitch with every movement; veins shifting, knuckle tucking in and out. From fingertip to wrist his hands are huge, probably enough to completely cover your face. His fingers especially, are very long, so thin-cut and delicate. It can only make you wonder just how deep they could reach. If he knew how to really use them.

You feel your brain melting into a cesspool of depravity the longer you’re around him. Squeezing your eyes tight, the thoughts barely dissipate. Although, you’re granted a small peace as he picks your mind with something else.

“How about Spider-man?”

“Hm?” Peeking back at the screen, his cursor had landed on a Spider-Verse movie. Although, you didn’t really know which one. Your head feels so cotton-stuffed, you simply nod without a thought. So he clicks on the card to play. Opening credits roll in and you fall further into the static. This movie should’ve been the perfect distraction, something exciting and enjoyable. However, the soft heat of the boy curled beside you permeates your skin like a fever. It’s no use, you can’t fight the speed of your heart. The blood rush through your ears takes up everything in the room. Eyes, laser focused to the laptop screen, yet mind somewhere far away. So far you don’t notice the sound of the movie stopping suddenly.

“Y/n?”

Kai’s knee softly bumps yours as he faces you. It’s like a lightning strike right to the chest. Heartbeat rocketing, your words get jumbled. “Wha-um-what?”

“I…Is something wrong? Did I do something?” He avoids eye contact, hands twisting up.

“N-no, no-um, Huening…what’s up?”

“I just…I feel like you’ve kinda been avoiding me? His eyes slowly drag up to your face. “Like, you won’t even look at me.”

All you can hear is the blood rushing over your chest and cheeks, it’s all you can see as well. Kai’s eyebrows are knit together in an expression that should not be nearly as hot as your overdriven brain thinks it is. The words jumble up in your throat, a 4-year confession and a week-long confessional-in-the-making. Your brain goes blank. Everything seems to spill out.

“I-I’m not…upset. I’m-Kai-it’s um, just…do…do you remember that conversation we had…like the night of the first show?” Your stomach twists, ready to eat itself up in embarrassment.

“Um, maybe…” His eyes flit around as if trying to grasp the memory from the air. Brows draw in tighter before he stills. A chill settles between you two. His face explodes in Saharan heat. “Oh god.”

The realization fills up the room with its horrible heated mortification. Your head hangs, guilt pooling in your lap.

“Oh-oh god, Y/n, I’m so sorry! I’m so so sorry! I should’ve never said that, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, I’m so sorry-”

“No-no, you-you didn’t. I just-” You bury your head in your hands. Your cheeks burn the skin like a radiator, your heart feels like a supernova. The room is caving in on you. This wall you’d built up, a protective shell around your fragile heart, crumbled. The words taste sour on your tongue. “Did…did you mean it…what you said?”

Silence sinks into your bones, shriveling under the weight of your humiliation. You can’t bring yourself to look at Huening. You want to run, hide, jump off the roof, but you're stuck to the mattress; to the darkness of your eyes; to his sharp intakes of air.

“I did.” An angry red flush covers his face and a pillow now covers his lap. His voice and eye contact remain steady, nonetheless.

The room is too small, too hot. You need to crawl out of your skin and cool off, but the words just keep coming.

“S-so…if I wanted to-um-take you up on your offer…”

Your hands fist the sheets fitfully, you can’t meet his eyes beneath the weight of your shame. This is all you have thought about for the past week, and, suddenly living in your fantasy, you feel like a creep.

The touch of soft fingertips brushing over your jaw jolts to your already frayed nerves. He turns your gaze up to his. Something deep and unfamiliar has settled in his eyes; a darkness that bores right down into that depraved nest in your heart.

Somehow, his voice keeps calm, “Can I kiss you?”

“Please-“ You can't finish the word before you’re silenced. Smooth, honey plush lips blanket yours, like something out of a daydream. The first sensation to hit is his taste: mint toothpaste and vanilla chapstick; you have to fight the urge to bite at his lip for more. Your crossed-knees touch, bodies leaning forward to meet in the middle. Your noses knock and bump awkwardly before you settle into a rhythm. He borders an intense line between inexperienced eagerness and hesitant care. Keeping your hands firm at your sides, unsure how to move, he runs his fingers up and over your arms, coaxing them to cradle the nape of his neck. In turn, he does the same.

He unravels you. The rigid rod holding back your shoulders dissipates; fingers curl into the soft, still damp hair at the base of his neck. A sigh pulls at your lips as you lose yourself to this building heat. Slowly, inhibition slips away. You find yourself moving with an unprecedented fervor. Kai leans further into you, tilting your head back to his will, nails scratching deftly at your scalp. A conflicting pain trembles over your skin, swirling with an untapped pleasure until the two are indistinguishable. He pulls a jolting gasp from your chest. The sound which follows, you can only categorize as embarrassing. A strangled sort of noise; something long built-up, catching in your throat and struggling out in a breathy whine. Your face flares up, you wanna disappear as Kai pulls away slightly. Softly, his breath hitches. Creaking open your eyes, you’re met with a sight that almost drags the sound out again.

Kai’s eyes, half-lidded and dark, bore down on you, haloed with pink, heated cheeks. His lips are kiss-bitten red and glossy. A wet dream come true. You tug him back to your lips, a new heat building in the kiss.

You aren’t sure who makes the first move, who bites first, but when his tongue pushes up against yours, you succumb fully to this new feeling filling you up. An unfamiliar greed beats in your chest, a rabid craving for more. More and more sounds mingle between both of you, unabashedly. With every sweet whine of Kai’s, the hunger grows. Your fingers tug at his hair, his press hard into your waist. Air is inconsistent and unnecessary.

“Kai-” Lips keep moving against yours. “More.”

“Can I-”His hands fumble around your waist a bit, mouth still keeping in time. “Your shirt.”

You begin nodding without even thinking about it. Finally, you break from each other. His hands hike your shirt up your chest before you peel the rest off. You move to do the same for him but he’s already ahead of you. His shirt comes up and over his head before being tossed alongside yours. The porcelain skin of his chest lays out before your eyes. Heart beat picking up, you trace each ridge and jut and mole back up to meet his gaze, one just as entranced as you are.

As your lips meet again, they move with much more care. Something deep and unspoken swimming on your lips and stirring up your chest. Fingers drift gently over freckles and goosebumps running up both your sides. Your back melts into the mattress; Huening’s intoxicating touch burning up your brain. His hands glide up and circle your chest softly. Brushing the sensitive, supple skin, more whimpers tumble out. Your hands copy his, nails dragging faintly down his soft stomach. His lips shudder against yours, breathing groans over your tongue. Knees sit on either side of your hips, keeping Kai’s body hovering precariously over you. The tantalizing promise of his weight above you draws your fingers lower. Just a fingertip dipping into the waistband of his sweatpants. The hitch in his breath is slight.

The kiss disconnects once again as you look at each other, drinking in the sight. His hair mused back wildly and eyes blown wide, a million emotions fly between you. Keeping your eyes locked, that curious hand of yours hesitantly slips from its place. Pulling out of Kai’s waistband, it snakes atop the fabric, coming to cup the prominent bulge beneath it. Your heart stutters at the heavy feeling of him in your hand. Kai’s eyes widen infinitesimally. Your curious fingers squeeze softly and you watch as the last bits of his composure crumble. Head dropping into your neck, his moan is guttural and desperate. His hips buck further into your palm and it becomes incredibly apparent just how big he is

“God-y/n, please…” The desperation with which he speaks your name, the whine and groan and guttural need pouring from his throat, finally breaks you.

For a moment, the only thought running through your head is how quickly you can get his sweatpants off. He seems to be thinking the same as his fingers pluck at your own waistband. However, as you’re about to give in, something stops you.

“Kai…” Embarrassment floods your face, “Do you…have a condom?”

His eyes widen, jaw dropping softly. A subtle red paints his cheeks as he slowly crawls off your body.

He awkwardly shuffles over to his bag on the floor before pulling out a small box of condoms. “I-I wasn’t, like, planning on using them. Or anything…Yeonjun-hyung put them in my bag…”

“Well, thank god for Yeonjun, I guess.”

Laughter eases the embarrassed tension as he rips open the packaging. Although he hesitates to take out the latex. You eye the clothes still covering both your bottom halves.

“I-I can…take mine off first. If you want?”

He matches your gaze, moving back towards the bed, “Are you-Do you want this? Like, 100%?”

“Yes.” Your head nods before you can even think about it, “Yeah, I-I do. Do you?”

“Yes.”

Leaning up, your lips meet his in a soft, sweet kiss. You slowly take his hand in yours and move it back down to your hip, to the bare skin beneath your waistband. Then, you tug your shorts down with his fingers. Finally, fully unclothed, you muscle through the timidity to open your eyes. The pure reverence in his face nearly calms your beating heart.

“Kai, please. Touch me.”

Huening makes quick work of his own bottoms. They pool at his ankles though your eyes are glued to the way his cock smacks against his stomach. He rolls the smooth latex down his skin and your eyes follow with a shiver. Even with little-to-no frame of reference, you’re all too aware that he’s big. Standing at the edge of the bed, towering over you, he is just as entranced with you as you are with him. Any room for embarrassment melts away into an unrelenting need.

You yank him back and his lips messily onto yours; tongues mingling and meshing. His fingers wisp up your bare thighs, sparking a lingering electricity. Your mouth lands on his neck with kisses and kitten licks. The breathy groan you pull from him with a soft bite sounds like heaven. Hands move further toward the inside of your thighs, brushing over your core. He fumbles for a moment before you reach to take his hand in yours. Awkwardly, you guide two slender fingers up to your clit, starting them in a circle motion. Your back arches into the feeling, head sinking into the pillows. Huening watches your reactions diligently, slowly gaining more confidence in his movements. The fingers slip away from the nub as one of them trails down to cautiously push into you. It takes a moment for the odd stretch to settle and melt into pleasure, but as your hips buck into his hand, Kai takes the hint. He uses his thumb to keep circling your clit while experimentally curling two fingers against your walls. This foreign pleasure is overwhelming and not enough.

“I-is this okay?”

Your voice feels stuck so you nod enthusiastically, eyes screwed tight. Fingernails dig into Kai’s scalp as you frantically pull him back to your lips. You work your tongue over his lips and onto his. Running your teeth down his jaw into the juncture of his neck, you litter the skin with soft bites. Lost in the pleasure, your movements feel crazed; desperate. That ever-looming climax is so close yet so far. You need it, like oxygen.

“Need more. Need you, please-please, Hyuka-”

Emptiness only fuels your desperation. Kai’s hips shift squarely over yours as his hand moves up between your bodies. His hard cock brushes your oversensitive thighs; the fog in your mind thickens. In the haze, you take Huening’s, now messy, hand into your mouth, licking over the fingers and tasting yourself on them. They tickle at the back of your throat, freeing a pleased hum.

Kai’s poor cock twitches against your leg and his chest stutters as you keep two lidded eyes on his. The fingers slip from your lips with a slight pop. His agape mouth falls onto yours, devouring your taste on your own tongue. That spit-slick hand guides his weeping tip down through your folds. It catches on your clit and teases your entrance. A gasp breaks your mouths apart. Kai’s fluttering breaths paint your cheeks.

“I-I’m gonna…can I…?”

“Hyuka, just fuck me. Please.”

“Oh-okay-uh, tell-tell me when to move.”

With a deep breath, his hips begin pushing into yours. The stretch sets in; a fire rippling between your legs. Like being ripped apart while still getting stitched back together. A contradicting pain, spreading slowly with Kai’s hesitation. He breathes sickly sweet whimpers into your ears and cradles your hands with his. They mingle in the sheets; an echo of heaven. It’s nearly enough to distract you from the pain as he bottoms out.

“F-fu-shit-ah…you-you’re so…” His forehead hits your shoulder, punctuated with fluttering kisses. “…amazing.”

Pain subsides steadily in a flurry of sensations. The excruciating stretch melting into numbing pleasure. Kai’s touch and affection; everything about him surrounding you everywhere. His heat pressed into your skin, his breath mixed with yours, your hearts beating in tandem as you join completely. You are full of him, of love for him, of need for him. Like you’ve pushed all the air out of your body to make more room for him. Every part of you yearns for everything he has to give.

“Kai-god-” You gasp out. “Y-you can move.”

Shakily, he draws his hips back. You feel every ridge and vein run along inside you. And when he pushes back in, your chests shudder in unison; moans and groans filling the hotel room. He continues slowly; falling into overwhelming pleasure. It muddles your thoughts and weighs down your tongue. And—when Kai’s sloppy thrusts settle into an eager, consistent pace—it numbs your mind in ecstasy.

The room devolves into heady grunts and sharp whines echoing in your ears. A mantra of his name builds—a plead, an oath, a prayer—spilling from your heart, coating your lips. Huening answers the call, swallowing your desperation with his own. You lose yourselves in each other. In the heat of your skin and lips meeting recklessly again and again. You need him closer, deeper; filling up your lungs and pumping through your veins. He wants more. Fingerprints and hickeys litter their way down your body at his discretion. His teeth sink in your shoulder, your nails scratch down his back. It’s instinctual and awkward, yet perfect.

The whirlwind in your stomach grows stronger, closer and closer to imploding. You felt yourself teetering, standing on the edge of an unfamiliar precipice. With his breath and pace picking up, it seemed Kai was right there as well. His hand detached from its bruising placement on your hip. Moving his thumb over your clit in deft circles, an extra jolt of pleasure arcs up your spine.

“K-kai, there-please, please, please.” His name tumbles out in whimpers, as does to yours from his lips.

“F-fuck-close-I’m-” A shudder runs through his body, his pace becoming sloppy and erratic. His finger keeps tight to your clit. Your lips clash as the bubble between you pops.

White explodes behind your eyelids. Mind-numbing pleasure fills your every limb. You’re floating on bliss like you’ve never experienced and everything else falls away. Except for Kai. He surrounds you, he fills your lungs and makes you whole. His weak whimpers and moans trail off in your ears like the sounds of heaven. His hips keep moving, stopping jerkily as pleasure seeps into overstimulation. Kai’s arms buckle trying to keep his full body weight off you. He rolls off of you, landing on his back.

Silence fills the air in the aftermath. You exchange heavy breaths, staring off at the ceiling. As the high slowly fades, so does the fog in your head. Realization settles sharp in your bones. Dread and elation stir in your stomach, brewing a dangerous cocktail of words.

“I like you.”

Huening sits up a little, “Huh?”

“I…god, I’m so sorry-” You pull yourself up and look back down at the man, turning the words over in your head until they spill out. “Kai, I really really like you…I have for the past 4 years! And I know this is probably a horrible time to be saying this, but I just…I don’t want this to ruin us or-or the group and I-”

“Y/n! Y/n…” He pulls your hands into his. A bright smile splits his cheeks, shining on your face. “I really like you too.”

Air collapses in your chest, soft and scared. “…R-really?”

His eyes shine and melt into raspberry cheeks with an eager nod. “I didn't mean for it to come out like this, but…”

“Maybe you should get tipsy more often.” Both of you spill over with giddy giggles. A brand new kind of ecstasy fills up your chest, beating in time with Kai’s heart.

“Maybe…”

Your heartbeat speeds, building with each passing second as you look at Huening. Sweet chocolate eyes you could drink in, overindulge, and just never stop. And they look right back at you with the same adoration that’s pumping through your veins.

“I’ll, uh, go get a towel so we can clean up.” Kai shifts off bed, disappearing into the bathroom to discard the condom. He returns with a warm towel, as promised, and begins to gently wipe up your thighs, staying cautious around your still-sensitive folds. The heat soothes some of the worse marks littering your skin, combined with Kai’s delicate kisses over them.

After he works his way up, he ends with your lips. You move in harmony, swapping sweet giggly pecks, fitting together like perfect puzzle pieces. The way his hands cradle your cheeks—all encompassing, trapping their heat—feels like home. Neither of you can contain the joy flooding your faces with huge smiles. They remain even as he pulls away.

“Can we still finish that movie?”

“Sure, hyuka.”

Peace fills the space between you. Love wrapping around and around, building and keeping you safe in its embrace. The world melts away leaving only this room, this moment, the breaths shared between you, the heat of your bare skin melding into his. Curling together beneath the sheets, you bask in it; this revelation of reciprocated love. For a moment, nothing exists beyond you and Kai among the Manhattan skyline.

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PERFORMERS

Jerry Nelson 1980-2002

Matt Vogel 2011-present

DEBUT 1980

Pops is the stage doorman for The Muppet Theatre. He's supposed to greet the guests when they first arrive -- though the nearsighted and forgetful Pops invariably needs to ask "Who're you?" in his slight country accent. Pops was first introduced during the fifth season of The Muppet Show, where he was featured in the Cold Open of each episode. This was a departure from the previous three seasons, which had featured Scooter talking to the guest stars in their dressing room. (No cold open was used before the opening titles during Season 1.) Outside of his expository function in establishing the guest star, Pops appeared three times onstage. First, in the episode 508, he took on the role of Geppetto to perform "Puppet Man" with Pinocchio. He then performed "Once in Love with Amy" with Fozzie in the UK Spot in episode 512. His last onstage appearance was in a sketch where Professor Salamander hypnotized him in episode 520. In The Muppets comic strip, he also took on the responsibilities of running the wardrobe and props departments. His most substantial role was as the owner of the Happiness Hotel in The Great Muppet Caper. He also appeared briefly at the end of the musical number "Scrooge" in The Muppet Christmas Carol. Although barely glimpsed in Muppet Treasure Island, he had a larger role in the video game version, where he runs a clothing store and, as part of a minigame/sidequest, will pay Hawkins if he protects his shop from pirates. After that, Pops wasn't seen for several years. On Muppets Tonight, Bobo the Bear filled the function of greeter, in addition to serving as security guard. However, when The Muppet Theatre re-opened in It's a Very Merry Muppet Christmas Movie, Pops was back on hand selling tickets. In "Kermit's Story," the first in Roger Langridge's four-issue run of The Muppet Show Comic Book, Pops was seen delivering the mail to the Muppets, including the letter to Kermit that sets off the main plot. He often makes appearances in the comic book. At the end of part 2 of The Muppet Show Comic Book: Muppet Mash, when Calistoga Cleo chooses Pops over Statler or Waldorf, Waldorf says "Well, we knew she preferred older guys", implying that Pops is older than Statler and Waldorf. Pops spoke for the first time since performer Jerry Nelson's retirement in an online behind-the-scenes video for the music video of OK Go's cover of "The Muppet Show Theme." Matt Vogel assumed the role at that point, and has spoken for him again in a 2013 Muppisode (with Gordon Ramsay) and in Muppets Most Wanted. Palisades Toys produced a Pops Action Figure in their ninth and final series of Jim Henson's Muppets Action Figures. FILMOGRAPHY The Muppet Show (all season 5 episodes) The Great Muppet Caper The Muppets Go to the Movies Polaroid commercials The Muppets Take Manhattan The Muppets: A Celebration of 30 Years A Muppet Family Christmas The Muppet Christmas Carol Muppet Treasure Island Muppet Treasure Island (CD-ROM) Muppets Tonight Episode 101: Michelle Pfeiffer It's a Very Merry Muppet Christmas Movie A Muppets Christmas: Letters to Santa The Muppet Show Theme Music Video Muppisodes (2013) Food Fight! Muppets Most Wanted The Muppets Presentation Pilot "Because... Love‎‎" The Muppets Take the Bowl ↑ hide BOOK APPEARANCES Two for the Show Light on Our Feet! On the Town The Phantom of the Muppet Theater The Muppet Show Comic Book issue #1 - "Kermit's Story" The Muppet Show Comic Book issue #3 - "Gonzo's Story" The Muppet Show Comic Book: The Treasure of Peg-Leg Wilson Part 1 The Muppet Show Comic Book: On the Road Part 3 The Muppets Character Encyclopedia

[lightlyblooming]

Caving In

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader

Summary: Natasha visits Reader's apartment and she gives in.

Words: 956

You wished that you had never opened the door.

Natasha stood on the other side of the threshold, highlighted by the yellow glow of the sparse lights that dotted the hallway. Her red hair rested on her shoulders, not a single strand out of place. Her green eyes were clear and bright.

“So?” Natasha prompted, holding up the plastic bag in her hand. The smell of delicious fried food filled the air. “Are you going to let me in?”

You wanted to say no. You wanted to slam the door in her face. She was a page in your life that you wanted to rip out and throw away. Her hair, her eyes, her body, those lips. They were part of a life that you no longer lived, that you never wanted to revisit. 

And yet, you found yourself stepping aside.

She entered your apartment and went straight into the kitchen, her deep and rich perfume washing over you as she passed. You sucked on your teeth, reigned in a sigh, then closed the door. 

She knew exactly what she was doing. That scent, the warm presence of it, permeated the wall that you had spent the last few months trying to build. It elicited memories of humid evenings huddled in a rundown barn on the side of a rural road, long nights tangled in the silk sheets of a 5-star hotel, hours crouched on the top of a roof in the pouring rain, long evenings of sitting in the dark stitching up deep painful wounds.

You followed Natasha into the dimly-lit kitchen. She pulled two plates out of one of the cupboards then opened a drawer and rummaged through the cutlery you’d thrown into it. She gathered a knife and two forks.

You hadn’t bothered organizing your kitchen. It was the only part of the apartment you hadn’t renovated yet, though it definitely needed it. You doubted it had been touched since the 1960’s. It had pale blue paint that occasionally flaked into your food or drinks and the most horrendous red tile countertops that were so cracked you could hardly tell where one tile ended and another began. 

Natasha was wholly unbothered by it. You didn’t think she would be, considering the state of the places you and her had stayed in, but it still came as a slight shock. She suited a Central Park penthouse better than this.

“I heard you were in Paris,” Natasha said as she transferred the food from the containers onto plates. 

You crossed your arms and shrugged. “And?”

“You hate Paris.”

“It’s better than Manhattan.”

Natasha hummed and grabbed the plates. She made her way into the living room and sat on the couch, setting the plates onto the coffee table. “Why did you come back so soon?”

You didn’t bother answering; Natasha already knew the answer. The Avengers only let you drift so far and for so long. They wanted you close in case the sky split open again. At least, that’s what they said. You were certain that Natasha had meddled in that agreement more than she admitted. She was, after all, the one that had convinced Tony Stark that you weren’t a threat to America despite very much being one. She had even managed to have him to give you an apartment and a very healthy allowance on top of it.

“Why are you here?” you asked as Natasha started to eat the fries from her plate.

She had her eyes pinned to you as she ate. You steeled yourself and stared right back.

You knew you would give in. You always did. You always let her in, you always gave way to her desires. If she invited you to a hotel or out to drinks at a dive bar, it would only be a matter of time before you caved and agreed, no matter how hard you fought against it.

You didn’t even know why you tried to resist anymore. At first it was a way to separate your past life from this one, then it was punishment for all you had done. You had caused so much pain, so much suffering. You had dedicated your life to repenting for all you had done. You did whatever the Avengers asked of you, volunteered at soup kitchens, donated what extra money you had.

Now, you had settled into a life sequestered away in your apartment, renovating the same rooms over and over again. When you weren’t stuck painting or decorating or polishing your floors, you were in high-end boutiques and designer stores, spending that very generous allowance on fine clothes and handbags.

Yet not even a fifty-thousand-dollar Hermès bag could ease your pain. Not in the way Natasha did. 

Natasha finished her mouthful and patted the couch beside her. “Eat before your food gets cold.”

You opened your mouth, ready to find an excuse, and then she smiled. Her warm, radiant smile. The smile that washed away your worries again and again. The smile that reminded you that the world wasn’t all sharp edges and cold blades. The smile that filled your empty chest with passion.

You let out a breath and allowed your arms to fall to your side. You took in a deep breath, steadied yourself, then settled onto the couch.

“I thought you were supposed to be in Denver,” you said and picked up your plate. 

“I leave in the morning,” Natasha said. “I wanted to see you before I left.”

You couldn’t help the smile that sprouted on your lips. You hid it by taking a bite of food, but that did nothing to hide the blush that crept along your cheeks when Natasha placed her hand on your thigh.

[gotham-ruaidh]

Little Bit Better Than I Used To Be

Catch up: Chapter 1 (Starry Eyes) || Chapter 2 (Save Our Souls) || Chapter 3 (Dancing On Glass)|| Chapter 4 (Merry-Go-Round)|| Backstage (1) || Backstage (2) || Chapter 5 (Danger)|| Backstage (3) || Chapter 6A (Love Walked In) || Chapter 6B (Without You) || Backstage (4) || Chapter 7 (Stick To Your Guns) || Chapter 8 (Time For Change) || Backstage (5) || Chapter 9 (Take Me To The Top) || Backstage (6) || Chapter 10 (Home Sweet Home) || Backstage (7) || Chapter 11a (Nightrain) || Chapter 11b (Nothing Else Matters) || Chapter 12a (Handle With Care) || Chapter 12b (I’m So Tired of Being Lonely) || Chapter 13a (Angel) || Chapter 13b (She’s My Addiction) || Chapter 13c (Patience) Chapter 14a (Where Do We Go Now?) ||| Also posted at AO3

Chapter 14B: Where Do We Go Now?

Soundtrack: “Sweet Child O’ Mine,” Guns N’ Roses, 1987 [click here to listen]

Now and then when I see her face She takes me away to that special place And if I stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry

- Guns N’ Roses, “Sweet Child O’ Mine” (1987)

Tucson || July 1988

It didn’t matter what Colum or the label or anyone else said – all recording studios looked the same on the inside.

Sure, there were always small differences. The really comfortable couches at Sound City in Los Angeles. Electric Lady in Manhattan still had the really cool paint scheme that Jimi Hendrix himself had designed. Muscle Shoals in Alabama oozed coolness.

But this studio, whose name he couldn’t and didn’t care to remember, nestled down a back street in Tuscon was…tired.

Almost as tired as Jamie.

The “quick three week tour” had stretched to eight weeks, with no end in sight. Theater shows had been upgraded to arenas. Playing to thousands and thousands of ecstatic fans. Pouring their hearts out night after night after night, and squeezing in radio promos and sound checks and business meetings during the day.

Fucking exhilarating.

Everybody wanted a piece of Print – their music, their story. Jamie still hadn’t granted too many interviews this tour, but the press ate up every word he said about sobriety and music and forgiveness. Insatiable for details about the woman he had met in rehab, and written all the new songs about, and refused to name publicly.

Print was making more money than they knew what to do with. The label had sprung for a private plane, and nobody in the band missed the rickety and smelly tour bus (except Claire, because it was still all so new to her, which Jamie added to the list of thousands of reasons why he loved her). Their hotel rooms were bigger. Catering in the dressing rooms was much nicer.

Fucking exhausting.

So many people wanted a piece of Jamie every day. Ian and Angus, to run through the new material that just kept pouring out of them. Colum, to talk ticket sales and adding second and third nights in each city. The suits from the label, who kept finding them in Dallas and Kansas City and Detroit, slapping Jamie’s back and pushing terrible ideas for duets with pop stars or contributing to a movie soundtrack or pleading to do the acoustic set in a special for MTV.

And on top of that, some dirtbag reporter from the National Enquirer had figured out who Claire was, somehow got a hold of her personnel file from the hospital, and tracked down her shitty ex-husband for an exclusive interview. Splashed her life all over the tabloids, complete with very grainy photographs of the she and Jamie together, holding hands, on a rare day off in Nashville when he took her to a few honky-tonks. The one saving grace was that thankfully, nobody at The Ridge had said a word about anything about her time there, or the time they shared together.

Claire took it all in stride. She always understood. Holding him in the bathtub of their suite in Denver as he shook from another panic attack. Smiling over a three AM hamburger at a diner in Topeka. Whimpering as he came off stage in Atlanta, sweaty and keyed up from singing about her, hoisting her in his arms for a long kiss against the lighting equipment at side stage, heart stuttering to see his eye makeup smudged against her cheeks.

The man he was on the last tour – unhappy, unfulfilled, so deep in an addition he didn’t care to acknowledge – would not recognize the man he’d become on this tour.

“In ’86, we played seventy eight dates. We had a number one record. I bought my house, and my motorcycle, and my car.” Quietly he sipped coffee in their suite in Seattle, watching the city wake up, running his thumb over Claire’s shoulder as she settled against him in front of the window.

“You had everything you had always dreamed of.”

He snorted. “I was a mess. All I could think about during every show was how to find a girl or a bottle or a baggie as quickly as possible. And the crew would always do that for me.”

The crew respected his – and Claire’s – request for no drugs or alcohol backstage this tour. What the techs and roadies and production crew did on their own time, in their own hotel rooms, with whoever they wanted to – Jamie didn’t care. But for everyone to help with, to respect, his sobriety was a gift. And he never stopped saying thank you.

“If only those reporters could see you now – Jamie Fraser swaggering off stage for an Evian.”

He smiled. “And to kiss this beautiful doctor who for some reason keeps following him around. Because he loves her, more than any man has ever loved any woman.”

He wanted to provide for her. To shelter and protect her. To never leave her side ever again.

She didn’t need him to do any of that, of course. They’d talked about it many times. But she wanted him to do that. And the fact that she chose him, kept choosing him…that was why they kept going. Kept each other sober. Kept holding each other up.

They’d agreed that this time on tour was for her to understand this part of him – and to help both of them decide how and where they would live once the tour was done.

Which is why the radio silence from Boston, four weeks after mailing the letter from Philadelphia asking, politely, just what the hell was going on…was so fucking crushing.

The stress of that – and the grind of touring – did make it just a bit more difficult every day.

Thankfully Colum had scheduled a week-long break at the end of the month. Angus was already planning a trip to Aruba with the two groupies, who truth be told had grown on the rest of the band. Ian was planning to spend the week with his wife, Jamie’s sister Jenny, and their kids.

And Jamie and Claire – well, they’d be getting married.

Only a few people knew, with good reason. Ian and Jenny, of course. Alec and Faith, in New York. Colum. Dougal MacKenzie and his wife Gillian, who had helped both Jamie and Claire so much at The Ridge. Uncle Lamb, who would officiate. And Claire’s friends Joe and Gail Abernathy, who had quite literally saved her life by getting her to The Ridge in the first place.

The service would be simple. Exactly what they wanted – what they needed.

And after that…well. They would truly be husband and wife.

But there was a lot to do – a lot to take care of – between now and then. Not the least of which was, wrapping up this recording session.

The time laying down acoustic tracks in Philadelphia last month was very well spent. They weren't so rusty. But the guys were eager to hear the songs in electric form. And since they were in Tucson, and Colum knew Bobby Higgins – who not only owned this studio, but who had also produced that really killer Ratt album in ’84…

“OK, Jamie.”

Jamie took a deep breath, and looked up through the glass at Bobby, hunched over the console in the control room.

“Ready for take two?”

Jamie looked left, to Angus – and right, to Ian.

“Yup.”

“OK – this is In My Veins, take two.”

Jamie grit his teeth.

Caught Claire’s eye in the control room.

She smiled.

He relaxed.

Angus counted in on his drumsticks, and then started the heavy beat like they’d discussed.

Four bars – and Jamie’s guitar and Ian’s bass joined in.

--

“That was really, really great, Jamie.”

Claire handed him a new bottle of water, cap already twisted off. He drank it in four deep gulps.

“I know you’re not shitting me. So thank you.”

Quickly she looked over her shoulder – Angus’ cheeks were being loudly kissed by the groupies, and Ian played around with his bass, and Colum and Bobby were deep in conversation in the control room.

“Where are you?”

She had pulled him away before, when the panic attacks were coming, and he knew she’d do it again right now if needed.

He wiped his mouth with the back of a sweaty hand. “About an eight out of ten.”

“Do you need a break?”

He met her eyes. “I need a meeting. Been thinking about my old friend Jack Daniels all day.”

“Did you see something?”

He sighed. “I’ve only played electric a handful of times since I got back from The Ridge.” He looked down at the gorgeous Stratocaster strapped across his chest, fist flexing. “I got this guitar because the black tone and white trim matched the label on the bottle. Stupid, I know. But it’s all I could think about today.”

“Not stupid. We’ll deal with it. You should call Alec. And I can find you a meeting.”

He leaned in, and kissed her forehead. “I love you. I’ll call him. And I need to sell this guitar.”

She nodded. “We’ll find a charity.”

He kissed her again. “I love you.”

She kissed him quickly, and returned to the control room.

Grateful that Jamie had turned away to talk to the guys, when Colum tapped her on the shoulder, and slid over an envelope postmarked Boston.

“Mail call. Do I want to know?”

She shook her head, folded the letter, and slid it into the back pocket of her jeans. “Is there a Yellow Pages I can borrow?”

[heavenboy09]

Happy Birthday 🎂 🥳 🎉 🎈 🎁 🎊 To You

The Critically Acclaimed American Actor Of The 90's & The Last Great Actor Of The Early Days Of The Original MCU Before The Avengers

Born on August 18th, 1969

He is an American actor and producer. After graduating from Yale College in 1991 with a degree in history, he worked for a few months in Japan before moving to Manhattan to pursue an acting career. He gained recognition and critical acclaim for his debut in Primal Fear (1996), which earned him a Golden Globe for Best Supporting Actor and an Academy Award nomination in the same category. His role as a redeemed neo-Nazi in American History X (1998) earned him an Academy Award nomination for Best Actor. He also starred in the film Fight Club (1999), which garnered a cult following.

Norton established the production company Class 5 Films in 2003, and was director or producer of the films Keeping the Faith (2000), Down in the Valley (2005), and The Painted Veil (2006). He continued to receive praise for his acting roles in films such as The Score (2001), 25th Hour (2002), The Italian Job (2003), The Illusionist (2006), Moonrise Kingdom (2012), and The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014). His biggest commercial successes have been Red Dragon (2002), Kingdom of Heaven (2005), The Incredible Hulk (2008), and The Bourne Legacy (2012). For his role in the black comedy Birdman (2014), Norton earned another Academy Award nomination for Best Supporting Actor. He has since directed and acted in the crime film Motherless Brooklyn (2019), and starred in Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery (2022).

Norton is an environmental activist and social entrepreneur. He is a trustee of Enterprise Community Partners, a non-profit organization that advocates for affordable housing, and serves as president of the American branch of the Maasai Wilderness Conservation Trust. He is also the UN Goodwill Ambassador for Biodiversity.

Please Wish This Esteemed & Dedicated American Actor In Cinema 🎥 & The Last Great MARVEL Actor To Portray THE BIG ANGRY GREEN GOLIATH WE ALL KNOW & LOVE 🟢😡

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HAPPY 55TH BIRTHDAY 🎂 🥳 🎉 🎈 🎁 🎊 TO YOU MR. NORTON 👨 & HERE'S TO MANY MORE YEARS TO COME

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[denimbex1986]

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RED LIGHTS (2012) 30% #27 Critics Consensus: Wasting the talents of an impressive cast on a predictable mystery, Red Lights lacks the clairvoyance to know what audiences want. Synopsis: Professional skeptics (Cillian Murphy, Sigourney Weaver) try to prove that a famous psychic (Robert De Niro) is lying about his... Starring: Cillian Murphy, Sigourney Weaver, Robert De Niro, Toby Jones Directed By: Rodrigo Cortés

DISCO PIGS (2001) 20% #28 Critics Consensus: No consensus yet. Synopsis: Pig (Cillian Murphy) and Runt (Elaine Cassidy) born on the same day, in the same hospital, moments apart. Twins... Starring: Elaine Cassidy, Cillian Murphy, Geraldine O'Rawe, Eleanor Methven Directed By: Kirsten Sheridan

TRANSCENDENCE (2014) 19% #29 Critics Consensus: In his directorial debut, ace cinematographer Wally Pfister remains a distinctive visual stylist, but Transcendence's thought-provoking themes exceed the movie's narrative grasp. Synopsis: Dr. Will Caster (Johnny Depp), the world's foremost authority on artificial intelligence, is conducting highly controversial experiments to create... Starring: Johnny Depp, Rebecca Hall, Paul Bettany, Cillian Murphy Directed By: Wally Pfister

ALOFT (2014) 17% #30 Critics Consensus: Glacially paced and ineptly plotted, Aloft crushes the game efforts of a talented cast under a dreary viewing experience whose title proves sadly ironic. Synopsis: Accompanied by a documentary filmmaker, a falconer (Cillian Murphy) sets out across a frozen landscape to find his mother... Starring: Jennifer Connelly, Cillian Murphy, Mélanie Laurent, Oona Chaplin Directed By: Claudia Llosa'

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Molly's Game

Genre –

Memoir

Who is Molly Bloom? –

Molly, also known as the “Poker Princess of Hollywood”, moves from Colorado to Los Angeles during her year off from college and accepts the job of a waitress at a club to make ends meet. She is soon asked to handle poker games played between some of Hollywood’s biggest stars, famous athletes, business tycoons and degenerate kids of very rich folks and conducted by her super-rich, foul-mouthed boss.

She took insults, humiliation and crap work in her stride with the single-minded goal of making it big in this world. Molly worked entire nights, learnt the game of poker mainly through observing the players, and most importantly, held her own, being the only woman in a male dominated area. She stood her ground against Hollywood giants like Toby Maguire, learnt from everyone around her and outwitted her competition.

Though her line of work is neither inspirational nor commendable, her guts, grit and determination surely teach one a lot.

Right from her childhood, Molly displays a resilient, fighting spirit. After a spine surgery following a freak accident at the age of 12, her doctor had asked her never to ski again, but she became a national level skiing champion and an Olympic games contender fighting against all odds.

She is lured by money and power and the jet-setting lifestyle of the players. From wearing shabby sweatpants and flip flops to Armani suits and Dior bags, from unable to afford her house rent to renting out mansions in the Hamptons and living in the best part of Manhattan, from waitressing in high end clubs to having a personal chef and an assistant look after her mundane tasks and to hiring private jets to go for cash collections in Miami, she saw it all, did it all and lived a full life shifting from LA to New York after she lost all her games in one blow. She enjoyed the ride, loved taking risks, had sleepless nights either working, feeling anxious or partying, was fearless and picked herself up every single time she fell.

She is adventurous, super ambitious and risked her all to reach where she wanted to. In the process her family ties suffered, she lost many friends, and her love life was compromised.

Her life is a potboiler filled with Hollywood legends, millions of dollars, private jets, 5-star hotels, ultra-expensive vacations, rich boyfriends, gambler friends, betrayals by business partners, threats from mafia dons, bankruptcy and finally the arrest by FBI.

At the end of the book she states she has simply no regrets and if given a choice, she would live her life the same way and make the same decisions that led her to where she is today.

The book does seem very one-sided on many fronts and gives a feeling that many details are omitted for various reasons.

She was convicted in the year 2014, and in the same year this memoir was published. Yet another sign, she didn’t accept defeat easily. She not only wrote this book but even approached writer and director Aaron Sorkin asking him if he can make a movie based on her novel.

Life thus came a full circle for Molly who had begun by conducting games for Hollywood actors and directors to her own life story being adapted into a Hollywood movie titled Molly’s Game that turned out to be a hit and bagged an Oscar nomination in the category of Best Adapted Screenplay.

Though the path chosen by her in her young and reckless days isn’t advisable, nor her ultimate ambition of a flashy lifestyle a true measure of success and happiness… the message we can take from her life is never, ever to give up. Never ever to give up fighting, never to stop standing up for yourself, your goals, your beliefs and never to let go of family and friends who were there for you when you had nothing and were a nobody.

Show up for yourself every single day, every moment, no matter what. And if you learn to do that, life will reward you. In the darkest of hours, if you try to help yourself, you will surely find the light of the day. Don’t ever resign yourself to your fate, but create it. With dreams, determination and drive.

Early on in her life her mother says, “Molly you can have anything you set your mind to” and she lives that line every day of her life.

Molly considers the world her playground and plays her game with her rules.

Recommendation –

DO READ.  The book seems implausible on many levels but the fact that it is based on real life events is exactly what keeps you flicking through its pages. It is a rags-to-riches-to-rags story teaching you many “to-do things” as well as many “not to-do things”. It becomes bit repetitive with respect to the poker games, but the high stakes involved, the powerful men, power shift dynamics and Molly’s resilience will keep you going.

Rating – 3.5/5

Ambience – 4

Language – 3

Characterization – 3.5

Plot – 3.5

Pace – 3.5

Entertaining – 4

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The Best 5-Star Presidential Suites Around the World

Experience unparalleled luxury with the best 5-star presidential suite around the world. These opulent accommodations redefine extravagance, featuring lavish interiors, breathtaking views, and personalized services. From the iconic Burj Al Arab in Dubai to New York’s Plaza Hotel, these suites offer exclusive amenities such as private pools, dedicated butlers, and state-of-the-art facilities. Perfect for elite travelers, they combine privacy with grandeur, ensuring an unforgettable stay. Whether nestled in a serene island resort or atop a bustling city skyscraper, these suites deliver the pinnacle of sophistication, comfort, and prestige, catering to those who seek the extraordinary in every detail.

Discover the Extravagance of a 5-Star Presidential Suite  

A 5-star presidential suite represents the ultimate in luxury accommodation. These suites are crafted to meet the needs of discerning guests, featuring expansive layouts, bespoke furnishings, and impeccable design. Guests can enjoy private dining areas, spacious living rooms, and lavish bathrooms with premium fixtures. Every detail, from the artwork to the linens, exudes sophistication, ensuring an experience of unparalleled grandeur.

Unmatched Comfort and Privacy in a 5-Star Presidential Suite  

Privacy is a hallmark of the 5-star presidential suite experience. These suites often occupy the topmost floors of luxury hotels, offering breathtaking views and seclusion. Private entrances, soundproof rooms, and exclusive access to amenities provide guests with a sanctuary away from the hustle of daily life. Ideal for celebrities, dignitaries, or elite travelers, these suites guarantee peace and exclusivity.

Luxury Amenities That Redefine Hospitality  

5-star presidential suites are equipped with state-of-the-art amenities that elevate the guest experience. From in-suite private pools and Jacuzzis to high-tech entertainment systems and personalized minibars, these suites cater to every whim. Many include access to dedicated butler services, ensuring round-the-clock assistance. Whether you desire a gourmet meal served in your suite or a curated spa experience, everything is tailored to your preferences.

Prime Locations for 5-Star Presidential Suites Around the World 

The best 5-star presidential suites are strategically located in world-renowned destinations. From the heart of bustling metropolises like New York and London to serene tropical paradises in the Maldives or Bali, these suites offer unique experiences. Imagine waking up to the Manhattan skyline, Parisian charm, or the tranquil waves of the Indian Ocean—all from the comfort of your presidential suite.

Iconic 5-Star Presidential Suites Worth Experiencing  

Certain presidential suites have gained legendary status for their opulence. The Royal Penthouse Suite at Hotel President Wilson in Geneva boasts bulletproof windows and panoramic views of Lake Geneva. Meanwhile, Dubai’s Burj Al Arab offers unparalleled luxury with its two-story presidential suite featuring a private elevator and a gold-plated interior. These iconic suites provide an experience that transcends accommodation, leaving lasting memories.

Perfect for Special Occasions and Unforgettable Moments  

A 5-star presidential suite is the perfect setting for celebrating life’s special moments. Whether it’s a honeymoon, anniversary, or milestone birthday, these suites create an ambiance of romance and indulgence. Hosting an intimate gathering or a private dinner in such an opulent setting elevates the occasion, ensuring every moment is cherished and unforgettable.

Why Choose a 5-Star Presidential Suite for Your Next Stay? 

Choosing a 5-star presidential suite means opting for a level of comfort and service that surpasses expectations. These suites are designed for guests who demand the very best, offering a harmonious blend of elegance, privacy, and cutting-edge facilities. Whether for business or leisure, staying in a presidential suite guarantees a luxurious and seamless experience that embodies the pinnacle of hospitality.

Conclusion

A 5-star presidential suite is more than just a place to stay—it is an experience of unparalleled luxury and sophistication. From their prime locations to their bespoke services and world-class amenities, these suites redefine what it means to travel in style. Whether for a special occasion or simply to indulge, staying in one of these suites is an investment in unforgettable memories. When it comes to the finest accommodations, a 5-star presidential suite ensures your journey is as remarkable as your destination.

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NYC's Trendiest Hotels: 10 Stylish & Boutique Stays

New York City is synonymous with innovation, glamour, and cutting-edge design, and its boutique hotel scene is no exception. From chic interiors to personalized experiences, these hotels redefine urban luxury. Here's our curated list of the trendiest places to stay in the Big Apple. Whether you're a first-time visitor or a local on a staycation, these stylish accommodations will elevate your NYC hotels For more travel inspiration, check out Tripsmode.

1. The Standard, High Line

Nestled in the Meatpacking District, The Standard, High Line boasts unparalleled views of the Hudson River and the city skyline. Its modern design, floor-to-ceiling windows, and vibrant nightlife make it a hotspot for travelers and locals alike. Don’t miss the rooftop bar, Le Bain, for an unforgettable evening.

2. 1 Hotel Brooklyn Bridge

Sustainability meets sophistication at 1 Hotel Brooklyn Bridge. Overlooking the East River, this eco-friendly haven features reclaimed materials, lush greenery, and sweeping views of the Manhattan skyline. It’s a perfect retreat for nature enthusiasts who love urban comforts.

3. The NoMad Hotel

Situated in a historic Beaux-Arts building, The NoMad Hotel blends Parisian elegance with NYC’s charm. Its opulent library lounge and Michelin-starred dining options ensure a luxurious and memorable stay.

4. The Bowery Hotel

The Bowery Hotel exudes old-world charm with its vintage decor, cozy fireplaces, and velvet furnishings. Located in the East Village, it’s a favorite among celebrities and creatives. Enjoy artisanal cocktails at the lobby bar and soak in the artistic vibe.

5. Ace Hotel New York

The Ace Hotel is a cultural hub for artists and trendsetters. With industrial-chic interiors, live music performances, and a buzzing lobby, it’s more than just a place to sleep. The hotel’s Midtown location also ensures easy access to iconic attractions.

6. The Ludlow Hotel

Set in the Lower East Side, The Ludlow Hotel radiates bohemian flair. Its warm wooden accents, industrial lighting, and plush furnishings create a welcoming vibe. The in-house restaurant, Dirty French, is a must-visit for gourmands.

7. The Hoxton, Williamsburg

Located in Brooklyn’s trendy Williamsburg neighborhood, The Hoxton offers a laid-back vibe with its minimalist design and cozy common spaces. Explore local boutiques, cafes, and the vibrant street art scene just steps away.

8. The Greenwich Hotel

Owned by Robert De Niro, The Greenwich Hotel in Tribeca combines rustic elegance with world-class amenities. Its handcrafted details, serene courtyard, and Shibui Spa make it a sanctuary in the bustling city.

9. Moxy NYC Chelsea

Moxy NYC Chelsea’s playful yet sophisticated design is perfect for modern travelers. With its rooftop garden, trendy eateries, and Instagram-worthy interiors, this boutique hotel captures the spirit of Manhattan’s vibrant culture.

10. PUBLIC Hotel

Created by Ian Schrager, PUBLIC Hotel offers “luxury for all” with its minimalist design and affordable rates. Located on the Lower East Side, it features cutting-edge technology, a rooftop bar with stunning views, and an exciting event lineup.

Conclusion

NYC’s boutique hotel scene is as diverse as the city itself, catering to every style and preference. From eco-conscious retreats to cultural hubs, these trendy stays promise an unforgettable experience. Start planning your next adventure and discover more travel gems on Tripsmode.

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Elevate Your Stay: Top 5 Hotels with Breathtaking Roof Terraces 

When it comes to choosing a hotel, a stunning roof terrace can elevate your stay to new heights — literally! Whether you’re sipping on a cocktail while enjoying a panoramic city view or relaxing with friends under the stars, roof terraces offer a perfect blend of luxury and serenity. Here are five of the best hotels in 2024 that boast incredible rooftop experiences.

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1. The Skyline Retreat — New York City, USA

Perched in the heart of Manhattan, The Skyline Retreat offers breathtaking views of the city that never sleeps. Its rooftop features a chic lounge with comfortable seating, a vibrant bar, and an infinity pool overlooking iconic landmarks like the Empire State Building. Whether you’re visiting for business or pleasure, this rooftop is the perfect spot to unwind.Click Here

2. La Belle Vue — Paris, France

For a touch of Parisian elegance, La Belle Vue is a dream come true. Located near the Seine, this boutique hotel’s roof terrace provides an enchanting view of the Eiffel Tower and the charming streets below. Guests can enjoy gourmet dining under twinkling lights, with a curated wine list to complete the experience.Click Here

3. Sol Del Mar — Barcelona, Spain

Sol Del Mar’s rooftop terrace is a Mediterranean paradise. With its lush greenery, luxurious sun loungers, and refreshing plunge pool, it’s a haven for relaxation. Overlooking the azure waters of the Mediterranean and the bustling streets of Barcelona, this hotel combines comfort with unbeatable scenery.Click Here

4. The Emerald Heights — Cape Town, South Africa

Nestled against the backdrop of Table Mountain, The Emerald Heights offers a roof terrace like no other. Its open-air design is perfect for stargazing, while the infinity pool gives you the sensation of blending into the vast ocean horizon. The on-site restaurant serves locally inspired dishes, making it a feast for all senses.

5. Zenith Haven — Tokyo, Japan

Located in the bustling Shibuya district, Zenith Haven combines modern luxury with Japanese tradition. The rooftop garden is adorned with cherry blossoms, offering guests a tranquil escape in the heart of Tokyo. Sip on sake or enjoy a traditional tea ceremony while taking in the city’s vibrant skyline.Click Here

Ready to Book Your Next Getaway?

Don’t miss out on these incredible destinations! Whether you’re planning a romantic escape, a family vacation, or a solo adventure, these hotels offer unforgettable rooftop experiences.

Click Here to explore exclusive deals and book your stay today. Let us help you create memories that last a lifetime. Your perfect vacation starts now!

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Wednesday, October 30, 2024 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES? YOU WOULD DO IT TOO (Tú También lo Harías) (Apple TV+)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

AMAZON PRIME CANADA BEFORE 30 THE MEN'S CLUB (Season 5)

CBC GEM NO WAY TO DIE

CRAVE TV ANNA COMES HOME

NETFLIX CANADA GO AHEAD, BROTHER (PL) THE LAW ACCORDING TO LIDIA POËT: (Season 2) (IT) THE MANHATTAN ALIEN ABDUCTION (GB) MARTHA TIME CUT

2024 FIFA WOMEN'S U17 WORLD CUP (TSN3) 6:48pm: Semifinal - USA vs. Korea DPR

NBA BASKETBALL (SNOntario) 7:00pm: Raptors vs. Hornets (TSN/TSN4/TSN5) 7:00pm: Celtics vs. Pacers (SN Now) 7:30pm: Knicks vs. Heat (TSN/TSN3/TSN5) 9:30pm: Spurs vs. Thunder (SN Now) 10:00pm: Pelicans vs. Warriors

BACK TO ROOTS (APTN) 7:00pm: Chef Denia announces she has an elk tenderloin for them to cook. The two forage wild cranberries, wild mushrooms and yarrow. Perry makes a wild cranberry and yarrow mocktail and they discusses the ingredients and recipes they will make.

NHL HOCKEY (SN1) 7:30pm: Jets vs. Red Wings (SN36) 9:30pm: Flames vs. Utah (SN1) 10:30pm: Devils vs. Canucks

MLB BASEBALL (SNEast/SNWest/SNPacific) 7:30pm: Dodgers vs. Yankees - Game 5

PAID IN FULL: THE BATTLE FOR BLACK MUSIC (CBC) 8:00pm: Black-owned labels like Motown, Stax and Def Jam shape the musical landscape and confront injustice in the music industry.

ALAN CUMMING'S PARADISE HOMES (CTV Life) 8:00pm (SERIES PREMIERE): Norfolk/Ontario: Alan Cumming travels to different properties as he seeks inspiration for his own dream home; he meets the designers who challenge conventional home building practices to build imaginative dwellings.

THE PASSIONATE EYE (CBC) 9:00pm: No Way to Die: Against the backdrop of expanded access to Canada's “Medical Assistance in Dying” law, the film provides extraordinary access to individuals struggling with the single biggest decision of their life: whether to live or die.

MARK MCKINNEY NEEDS A HOBBY (CTV) 9:02pm: Mark meets some robots.

SECRET HISTORY (APTN) 9:00pm: When a family discovers gold, a Tlingit woman's traditional knowledge is vital for navigating the Yukon wilderness and securing their fortune.

HOARDER HOUSE FLIPPERS (HGTV Canada) 9:00pm (SEASON PREMIERE): Heather and Nathan start their first flip outside of Winnipeg in the city of Portage la Prairie, Manitoba; as they dig through the hoard, they find unexpected treasure that could be worth quite a bit of money.

AMERICAN GODFATHERS: THE FIVE FAMILIES (History Canada) 9:00pm (SERIES PREMIERE): Follows the American Mafia from their early development in New York City neighborhoods; how public violence, involvement in the drug trade, and appearances at government hearings affect their operations and conflict with their code of honor.

CHRIS BROWN: A HISTORY OF VIOLENCE (Investigation Discovery) 10:00pm: Exploring the singer's years of alleged offstage aggression, including intimate-partner violence, assault charges and even sexual assault allegations.

GOING NATIVE (APTN) 10:30pm: Lights, camera, Indigenous action. Drew reveals the Indigenous folks who are revitalizing today's entertainment spotlight and providing hope and guidance for Indigenous youth across Turtle Island.

SO LONG, MARIANNE (Crave) 11:00pm: Leonard goes to New York and experiences a fateful meeting at the Chelsea Hotel. Marianne feels abandoned at Hydra and seeks solace elsewhere.

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"Sebastian Stan and Jeremy Strong are enjoyably compelling as a match made in capitalist hell"

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REVIEWS

The Apprentice | 2024 Cannes Film Festival Review (click for article)

By Nicholas Bell

Published on May 20, 2024

3 1/2 out of 5 stars

The Devil and Donald Trump: Abbasi Reconstructs the Rise of a Crony Capitalist

We meet a thirtysomething Donald Trump (Stan) on the outskirts of the economic enclave he desires to infiltrate in 1970s New York. His father Fred (Martin Donovan) has been accused of violating the Fair Housing Act and is being sued by the NAACP for discriminating against Black renters by charging them more than their white counterparts. It’s the first major hurdle obstructing Donald’s dream of purchasing a defunct hotel, The Commodore, and turning it into a luxury hotel which will revitalize Midtown Manhattan and jumpstart tourism in a city which is experiencing a major crime wave. A chance meeting at a private club (of which Mr. Trump gloats about being the youngest member), he meets Roy Cohn (Strong), an infamous lawyer who’s survived three indictments, is a friend of Nixon, put the Rosenbergs in the electric chair, and was a key player in McCarthy’s reign of terror. Cohn takes a liking to Trump, a young-ish man on the verge of going to seed, many of whom liken to Robert Redford. But what he really sees is potential, and he squashes the lawsuit against the Trump clan through blackmailing a key member of the DOJ who is a closeted homosexual (since, as we should all remember, known homosexuals weren’t allowed to be federal employees until 1975).

Among the many wise observations written by nineteenth century Englishman Lord Acton, he noted “Great men are almost always bad men…” But what if they were just plain bad to begin with? And what exactly constitutes greatness? With his fourth film, The Apprentice, filmmaker Ali Abbasi reconstructs the economic rise of Donald Trump through the 1970s and 1980s thanks to his relationship with infamous lawyer Roy Cohn, two men who fall considerably short of anything resembling greatness (at least, if humanity, integrity, and honesty are factors used to determine such a distinction), putting a surprisingly thoughtful spin on both men as logical products of environments and systems which fostered ruthlessness and abject greed. Sebastian Stan and Jeremy Strong are enjoyably compelling as a match made in capitalist hell, and while Gabriel Sherman’s script doesn’t exactly aim to redeem or empathize with either of them, it’s a blunt portrait of how their actions and behaviors were condoned and rewarded.

Doors suddenly seem to open for Trump, who is allowed a tax abatement with the help of Mayor Beame (who owes Cohn a favor) to construct the Grand Hyatt. Several years later, Mayor Ed Koch, however, doesn’t wish to extend the same grace for the Trump Tower. By this time, Trump has adopted the strategies of his mentor, who teaches him his three rules of success, the most important being never accepting defeat and never admitting the truth, which is akin to an episode of Seinfeld where George Costanza proclaims ‘it’s not a lie if you believe it.’ Sandwiched in this rise to prominence is Trump’s aggressive courtship and then dismissal of his first wife Ivana (Maria Bakalova) and the death of his older brother, Freddy (Charlie Carrick), an alcoholic who died at the age of forty-two from a heart attack (and who was also the black sheep of the family for pursuing a career as a pilot, seemingly too working class for his family’s elitist tastes). Eventually, as we all know, death comes calling for Cohn, the homophobic homosexual who would be abandoned by his minion and die of AIDS related complications in 1986.

What’s perhaps most interesting about The Apprentice, a nod to Trump’s hit reality television show which ran for fifteen seasons and which he served as host for all but one of them, is how Abbasi avoids presenting Trump as monstrous or villainous. Rather, he’s an ignorant, ambitious scion of privilege who is taught the ways of exploiting systems and resources for his own official gain. “Truth is malleable,” Cohn confirms. “Create your own reality.”

Stan migrates from playing Trump as an obsequious ingenue who transitions by leaning into speech patterns and mannerisms of the obnoxiously out-of-touch persona we’ve all become accustomed to, corrupted by power and eventually phasing out any who are no longer of use to him. As Cohn, Strong is quite captivating as the self-loathing, ruthless closet case whose truths weren’t quite as obscured as he would have liked at the time of his death. It’s odd watching a depiction of the AIDS crisis wherein Cohn and the white gay men who benefitted from his affections are relayed with a bluntness void of catharsis.

Considering Abbasi’s past work, an Iranian born director who resides in Copenhagen and has heretofore worked in genre with his past three features (most notable being 2018’s Border), this is a surprisingly sobering portrait on the making of a man who believes he is omnipotent. Choice soundtrack selections abound, including Spanish disco duo Bacarra and New Order, while DP Kasper Tuxen (The Word Person in the World, 2021) makes the film look as if we pulled out a VHS from the dustbin. Trump, it seems, believes a requisite skill is required to be a billionaire, something inherent in one’s genetics. The Apprentice clearly is not making a case for this, and his obliviousness to his surroundings suggests there’s not much different about him than any others similarly warped and corrupted by power. Maybe he’s born with it. Maybe it’s make-believe.

Reviewed on May 20th at the 2024 Cannes Film Festival – Competition. 120 Mins.

★★★½/☆☆☆☆☆

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Escape to Love: The Ultimate Romantic Getaways in NY

New York, the city that never sleeps, is not just a bustling metropolis of skyscrapers and bustling streets. It's also a city of romance, offering countless opportunities for couples to escape into a world of love and luxury. From iconic landmarks to hidden gems, New York City has a plethora of romantic getaways that cater to every taste and budget. In this guide, we'll explore the ultimate Romantic getaway packages NY, highlighting the most enchanting destinations and experiences for couples seeking a memorable escape filled with love and romance.

Chapter 1: The Timeless Romance of Central Park

Central Park stands as an enduring symbol of love in the heart of New York City. Spread across 843 acres, this oasis of greenery offers couples a peaceful retreat from the urban hustle. Stroll hand in hand along winding paths adorned with colorful blooms in spring or under a canopy of golden leaves in fall. Enjoy a romantic picnic by the lake, rent a rowboat for a private excursion, or simply bask in the beauty of iconic landmarks like Bethesda Terrace and Bow Bridge. Central Park provides a timeless backdrop for romance, perfect for couples looking to reconnect amidst nature's serenity.

Chapter 2: Luxury and Opulence in Manhattan's Finest Hotels

For those seeking a lavish romantic escape, Manhattan boasts some of the world's most luxurious hotels. From the timeless elegance of The Plaza Hotel to the modern chic of The Peninsula New York, these iconic establishments offer opulent suites, world-class amenities, and unparalleled service. Indulge in couples' spa treatments, savor gourmet dining experiences, and unwind in lavish accommodations with breathtaking views of the city skyline. Whether it's a special occasion or a spontaneous getaway, Manhattan's finest hotels promise an unforgettable retreat filled with luxury and romance.

Chapter 3: A Culinary Journey for Two

New York City is a paradise for food lovers, and its culinary scene provides a delightful backdrop for romantic dining experiences. Explore cozy bistros in Greenwich Village, enjoy waterfront dining in Brooklyn, or indulge in a gourmet tasting menu at a Michelin-starred restaurant. From candlelit dinners with skyline views to intimate chef's table experiences, NYC offers a myriad of options to tantalize your taste buds and ignite the flames of passion. Discover new flavors together and create lasting memories over exquisite meals in the city's culinary hotspots.

Chapter 4: Captivating Views from Rooftop Retreats

The allure of New York's skyline is undeniable, and rooftop retreats offer couples a unique perspective on the city's beauty. From trendy rooftop bars to exclusive lounges, these elevated venues provide panoramic views that are both captivating and romantic. Sip cocktails under the stars, dance to live music, and savor the magical ambiance of a New York night from above. Whether you're enjoying a sunset together or marveling at the city lights, rooftop retreats add a touch of glamour and romance to your getaway in the Big Apple.

Chapter 5: Cultural Escapes and Artistic Inspirations

Immerse yourselves in the cultural richness of New York City with romantic escapades to its renowned museums, galleries, and theaters. Explore the masterpieces at The Metropolitan Museum of Art, stroll through the galleries of MoMA, or catch a captivating performance on Broadway. From classical ballets to cutting-edge exhibitions, NYC's cultural scene offers endless opportunities for shared experiences that inspire and enchant. Let the city's artistic spirit kindle your own creativity and deepen your bond through shared passions and discoveries.

Chapter 6: Seaside Serenity in the Hamptons

Escape the city's hustle and bustle with a romantic getaway to the Hamptons, a luxurious retreat just a few hours' drive from NYC. Discover pristine beaches, charming villages, and exquisite waterfront estates in this idyllic coastal paradise. Indulge in leisurely beach walks, savor fresh seafood at waterfront restaurants, and unwind in elegant boutique hotels or private beachfront cottages. The Hamptons offer a tranquil escape where you can relax, rejuvenate, and savor moments of romance against a backdrop of sun, sand, and sea.

Chapter 7: Adventure and Romance in the Hudson Valley

For couples seeking adventure and natural beauty, the Hudson Valley provides an ideal romantic retreat. Embark on scenic drives along the Hudson River, explore charming towns like Cold Spring and Rhinebeck, and hike to breathtaking viewpoints in the Catskill Mountains. Visit historic estates, vineyards, and farm-to-table restaurants for a taste of the region's rich heritage and culinary delights. Whether you're exploring historic sites, indulging in outdoor activities, or simply admiring the picturesque landscapes, the Hudson Valley offers a perfect blend of adventure and romance.

Conclusion:

New York City is a treasure trove of romantic experiences waiting to be discovered. Whether you're strolling through Central Park, indulging in luxury at Manhattan's finest hotels, savoring culinary delights, or exploring cultural gems, NYC offers endless possibilities for a romantic escape. From the iconic landmarks to the hidden gems, each moment spent together in this vibrant city becomes a cherished memory of love and adventure. Escape to New York and let its enchanting charm ignite the flames of romance, creating timeless moments to cherish forever.

Welcome to Budget Inn Hotel Cicero, your home away from home in Cicero, NY. We offer affordable, comfortable accommodations for travelers. Conveniently located, our hotel is perfect for both leisure and business guests. Experience our friendly service and make your stay in Cicero memorable at Budget Inn Hotel.