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Disney's Boardwalk: Good, Bad & Ugly

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Tinkerbell adding some pixie dust over Disney’s Epcot.

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Trattoria al Forno Is So Good, It's Worth Making a Special Trip For!

Trattoria al Forno at Disney's Boardwalk is often overlooked for dinner. I'm here to tell you why it's worth making a special trip for.

Despite knowing a lot of information about the various resorts around Walt Disney World and many of the restaurants at these resorts, I’ll admit that until recently I knew very little about Trattoria al Forno at Disney’s Boardwalk Resort. I knew they had a character breakfast, but that was it. Unfortunately, the character breakfast is paused for the moment. Breakfast is still available, just…

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A Misdemeanor Of The Heart: Chapter 38 (Human Alastor x Married Reader)

AN: I just want to take a moment to celebrate that I finished drafting the first book. We're looking at MisD having a total of 63 chapters, plus follow up one shots and a sequel

CW: Laurence, sexual assault, marital rape depicting graphically, a disgusting lack of Alastor

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The sunset was bright, lighting up the sky in a show that was far better suited for a painting. Pinks, reds and oranges lit up the sky, stretching from one end of the beach to the other and as far out over the water as you could see. Salty ocean air caressed your face, carrying your hair away from your eyes in soft waves. 

How long had the sun been setting? You didn’t know. It felt like forever and the blink of an eye. 

Turning, looking out over the sea of sad instead of water, you saw nothing. There were no villas. No boardwalks. No paths with vendors selling too greasy foods. It was just sand as far as you could see.

Further down the coastline, something lay on the ground, drawing you toward it. Walking forward, the sound of waves licking the sandy shore and gulls soaring through the sky was all you could hear. 

There were no shoes on your feet, you realized and you were dressed in that dress Alastor had gotten for you. The hem danced around your legs, reminding you of the teasing touch of his fingers on your skin. 

That wasn’t right.. It needed to be hidden away, protected. You should go back to the city, to your husband and your life, but you didn’t want to. It was pain there. Here? It was sunset, waves and peace. 

You liked it here. 

The sand was soft under your feet and the sun warm on your skin. Why would you leave this place? This was a place where you had been happy. Safe. Those things were not a part of your life before. It was human to want to be safe, to be happy, right? It was alright to cling to this place, those feelings… wasn’t it?

Drawing closer, you saw the thing in the distance was a blanket. It spread over the sand in a square of bright, blood red. No, that wasn’t right. It was as red as the setting sun in the sky, still having not yet moved lower. You blinked and a bottle of wine was on the blanket, two glasses resting against the soft fabric. Had they always been there?

“I’ve been waiting for you.” 

You turned to face the voice calling to you from behind. Alastor. He was here too. Of course he was. He was as much a part of what made this place everything it was as the sun, water and sand was. 

That wasn’t right, either. He was more than the sand. More than the sun. More than the water. Take everything else away and he was what made your safe, happy place what it had been. 

“Waiting for me?” You didn’t feel your lips move as you spoke. Perhaps the feeling of his arms wrapping around you, strong hands sliding along your waist as he pulled you against his body distracted you from the feeling.

“All of my life,” he whispered as he leaned down, kissing you. 

Soft lips moved against yours. Pressure and warmth surrounded you as you wrapped your arms around him. Bodies pressed against each other, eager for the feeling of one another. 

“Alastor,” you whispered, eyes sliding closed as your back hit the blanket, though you never registered your balance shifting or the feeling of falling. There was nothing between your back and the soft surface. You didn’t know how that could have happened. Instead of questioning where your clothes had gone, you simply accepted it, as you accepted everything else in this world. 

Your eyes opened to take in him, looking down at you with nothing but love and adoration. His jacket was gone, as was his tie. The first few buttons of his shirt were undone though they hadn’t been before. His hands were strong, wide and long against you as he caressed your skin.

“I want you,” you whispered. “Please, Alastor. I want you.” 

“You have me,” he somehow said, his lips never leaving your skin as he kissed his way down your chest. 

“I wish you,” you gasped as his hands caressed your folds. Looking down at him, you realized his shirt was gone. Where had it gone? It wasn’t anywhere around you. “I wish you were my husband.” 

“I am,” Alastor said, smiling too wide up at you as he kissed his way back up your body. The smile on his face stirred dread within you. Some part of you feared that smile. It was one you’d only seen in the briefest of glimpses. It was the smile of a rabid beast wearing the skin of a man.

There was no memory of him nestling himself between your legs, but you realized he was as something hot and firm dragged against your thigh. You realized it was his manhood as his lips caressed your neck, leaving stinging nips against delicate skin. 

“If you’re my husband, that means we can-?” Modesty was lost on the beach, though you didn’t see a single person out other than you to see your sinful display. 

Alastor didn’t answer. Instead, he pushed himself through your folds. The head of his cock caught your entrance, and you realized he hadn’t breached you with anything else this time. 

“Alastor,” his name was a prayer on your lips as he stretched you around him. It felt as wonderful as his fingers. There was no pain, no burning. There was no memory of the shedding of clothes either, though you wished for it dearly. There wasn’t a single part of this moment you wanted to forget, even as the moment seemed to threaten to run through your fingers like the sand under you. 

Strong hands gripped you, holding you tightly. Tighter and tighter, he dug your fingers into your hips. Pain. The pleasure was being chased away by the pain of his hands on your hips.

“No,” you whimpered, looking down to see pale pinkish hands instead of the warm tan. “No,” the sob as you looked up to a man with cold blue eyes and too blonde hair.

No.

“No,” you sobbed, body rocking against the bed as sleep crusted eyes struggled to blink open. “No,” You grabbed weakly at the man atop you, pushing his naked chest from you with what little strength you could manage.

Laurence leaned back and grabbed your arms, pinning them above your head as his cock slipped in and out of you. You hated the way it felt, but worse, you hated it wasn’t as bad as it could have been.

It hurt, but not as much as it typically did. 

“What were you dreaming of?” Laurence whispered in your ear, “to have you wet as a whore?” 

You wanted to ask him how he knew what that felt like, but the hairs you had brushed off the bed told you all you needed to know. There was someone that he made feel good. It just wasn’t you because he didn’t care, just as Alastor had said. 

“I don’t,” you gasped as he knocked the wind out of your lungs with the force of his thrusts. “I don’t know. I don’t remember.” 

Tears streamed down your temples as Laurence pounded into your quickly drying core. You didn’t want the hurt. You didn’t want the pain. It was a dream, being with Alastor and you didn’t want to be awake for reality. 

Why did you have to wake up? Why couldn’t you have slept through this? Why couldn’t you have slept forever? Why did you ever have to wake again?

“You’ve got such a sad look on your face,” Laurence pinched your cheeks, supporting his weight on his other hand as he squeezed, still thrusting into you. It was different this time. He wasn’t racing to his finish. “You left for a whole weekend to go help birth a baby, prepare for our own.”

He was prolonging it to hurt you. It wasn’t something you could explain, but you knew it in your heart. He was doing what he was not for his satisfaction but to punish you for how your body betrayed your dreams. 

You sighed in relief as he pulled from your body, thanking whatever god there may be for the absence of him inside of you. The relief was short-lived as he grabbed your arm with bruising force, pulling you up as he moved away. 

There wasn’t a chance to gain your bearings as he flipped you onto your stomach. Pain seared through the back of your head. Laurence’s hand tangled your hair harshly, pulling you up onto your arms. An arm snaked around your waist, pulling you onto your knees. 

“Laurence, wa-” Your question dissolved into a shattered gasp as he shoved his length into your quickly drying opening. Pain quickly bloomed as he worked in and out of you. He was so harsh. Each thrust against you felt like his whole body weight was slamming into you. The force of each thrust shoved you forward, pulling against his hand in your hair. 

He was punishing you, but you didn’t know what you had done. It hurt. He was hurting you. You could feel yourself ripping as skin became dryer, only to become wet again in a different, stinging way. The gasping sobs that fell from your lips did nothing to earn you no mercy from your husband. 

It hadn’t hurt when you were slick with the memory of Alastor. The bed squeaked and tapped against the wall with each harsh thrust. Laurence’s grunting pants filled your ears. Clenching your eyes shut, you tried to tune him out. 

The pain only got worse as his grip tightened. 

You needed to go away. Before, your mind would float away when he had his way with you, but you struggled to do that now. Something else. You had to focus on anything else. 

Alastor.

Clenching your eyes shut, you tried to put yourself back in your dream. The feeling of sand failed to replace the feeling of the crumpled bedding under your hands and knees, but that was alright. If you lied to yourself, you could say it was the blanket on top of the sand. 

You longed for the smell of the beach. Your room rank of stale air and sweat. If only it was Alastor. Alastor wouldn’t hurt you. Alastor never hurt you. You wanted his touches. You wanted his kiss. You wanted his…

You could hear it, the sound of his voice in your head. Alastor, calling your name, singing your sweet praises. Your eyes squeezed closed tighter as you clung to the thread. His eyes, so sharp behind clean wire-frame glasses, looking down at you. 

Your mind took the bedroom away from you as you fell into a world of your mind’s own making. It was a world where you heard Alastor’s panting breaths in your ear and it was him working in and out of your core. 

The right pair of lips caressed your neck, leaving a trail of teasing kisses that had you gasping. The ghost of his hands caressed over your skin, running down your arched back as he whispered praises and sweet words in your ears. Pain dulled and dissolved away, not gone but dulled by the world you were creating. 

Your jaw clenched shut, muffling a sob as his name threatened to slip from between your lips. The member moving into you did so smoother now, lubricated once again by something other than your blood or Laurence’s saliva. 

It did nothing to dull the sting as his seed spilled into you, coating the rips in sensitive skin with his salty essence. The pain chased away the fantasy, fleeting though it was, that you were cleaning to. You wanted to reach out to Alastor, to pull the idea of him close again, to shelter yourself in the beach’s memory for a while longer. 

Laurance pulled you up and onto your knees, back straight. Though you struggled, there was no way to avoid facing your tormenter. This was wrong, you realized coldly. It didn’t matter if the law agreed or not. It didn’t matter if the church agreed or not. What Laurence did to you was wrong. 

It was unforgivable; you decided as he forced you to look in his eyes, only to be struck across the face by the back of his hand. Down you went, body crashing against the bed as his poison seed ran down your thighs, washed out by the bleeding rips inside you. You did not move, though tears ran from your eyes. 

“You’re a quiff, ain’t ya?” Laurence seethed. “Who you thinking of?” 

“No one,” you plead, pushing yourself up on your hand as he rages over you, looming closer and closer. 

His hand wraps over your face, blocking much of both your vision and your breath as he shoves you back. The weight of his naked form settling over you makes your stomach roll. He couldn’t be ready to go again. You were not sure your sanity could take him using your body again. 

Pressure surrounded your neck, confusing you for a moment. Then it clicked. His hands were once again around your neck and he was squeezing. Not so hard that you couldn’t breathe, but hard enough that fear widened your eyes and flooded your body with electricity. 

“If I find out you’ve been running around on me, I will kill you.” Laurence’s breath stank as it washed over you. The sunlight filtered in from the window. You hated how it lit up his blond hair and the blue of his eyes. “I’ll kill him first and make you watch.” 

“No one,” you forced out the words, the pressure on your throat making it a battle to push them out. “No one else,” 

Black dots swam across your vision, stealing parts of his face and the room as they grew. It was a losing battle to keep your eyelids up and your eyes focused. Loud ringing in your ears fought your pulse to dominate your senses. 

“Are you sure?” Laurence asked, leaning forward until he was so close you feared he would kiss you, “Because a letter from your sister came for you announcing the early birth of a son two weeks ago.” 

Blackness claimed you as your eyes rolled back.

The sound of the slamming door was the first thing you were aware of as your mind swam back to your body. It sounded a million miles away, but it was the front door. The car roared to life, closer but still too far away as you blinked slowly, trying to put thoughts, memories and dreams together.

It was a battle to identify which was which. 

Pain in your throat told you that you were not waking from a sleep. The pain in your intimate area and the wetness that smeared along your thighs told you that laying with your husband as his wife hadn’t been a nightmare.

He was gone now. You had that to cling to as you forced your body into a sitting position. There had been worse beatings. This wasn’t a reason to lie around on the bed and waste the day away. Laurence would know what you could still get accomplished in the condition he left you.

The floor was cold under your bare feet as you set first one, then another, onto the floor. Putting your weight on your feet had your knees knocking together, but you managed to stand. The sun was warm as it washed over your back. 

Outside the window, you watched the world move on. Birds flapped their wings, flying from the large apple tree in the back of the yard. How lucky they were to get to fly away while you were trapped in a cage. 

It had been days since you had stomached the bitter powdery taste of aspirin. You hadn’t needed it since leaving home. Laurence had been in a good mood the night prior and in the days leading up to your trip. Now you knew he had been pleasant because he was excited to have his side piece over. 

Did he play house with her? Did she make him his meals? Or did her role while you were gone amount to a hole for him to use when he wasn’t able to rip into yours? 

It didn’t matter. You told yourself that again and again as you stripped the bedding after dressing in a simple housedress and comfortable shoes. It felt weird to wear shoes in the house after days of kicking them off at the villa door. 

Changing the sheets so they were fresh for you had been too much work for a man. You had spent the night sleeping with strands of another woman’s hair. Did she leave her slick in the fabric too? You knew you had left traces of yourself in the villa. 

“I miss you already,” you whispered into the silent room as you carried the armful of bedding out. You’d start with the washing and move onto the rest, you decided as you walked through the house. 

An aching took up residence in your heart, somehow more painful than the one in your throat or between your legs, but a wife’s duties never stopped for such things. The duties you once took pride in felt more and more like shackles around your ankles, holding you trapped in a life you no longer wished to live with a man you realized a part of you was growing to hate more each day that passed. 

Language AN: Quiff is like calling someone a slut in the early 1920s

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Behind the camera -> chapter 8

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author note1: more yn/joris fluff 🥹🥹 based on charles los angeles vlog here

The warm California sun welcomed Charles Leclerc and his entourage as they stepped off the plane at Los Angeles International Airport. The city's vibrant energy and palm-lined streets signaled the beginning of a much-needed break for the Formula 1 driver and his companions.

"Ah, Los Angeles! It's good to be here," Charles exclaimed, stretching his arms wide.

Andrea, Charles’ trainer, nodded in agreement. "Sì, Los Angeles è sempre bello. È il momento di divertirsi" ( Los Angeles is always beautifuI) (t's time to have fun)

Joris, Charles's best friend and Yn's boyfriend, grinned. "Time for some fun, my friends!"

As they settled into their luxurious villa, Charles couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. "This is exactly what I needed, guys. A break from the racing world and some time to unwind," he said, a genuine smile on his face.

The group, which included Charles, Andrea, Joris, Charles's girlfriend Alexandra, Riccardo, and his wife Marta, as well as Antoine, Charles's photographer and videographer, headed to their hotel to drop off their bags. Charles couldn't help but glance at Yn, his twin sister, who was engaged in lively conversation with Alex.

"Hey, Yn, ready for some LA adventures?" Charles teased, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

Yn rolled her eyes. "Always ready, Charles. As long as you don't embarrass me too much, big brother"

The group's first activity was a friendly basketball game at a nearby court. Charles, not known for his basketball skills, tried his best to dribble and shoot hoops.

"Mon dieu, Charles, maybe stick to racing, tu es vraiment nul au basket!" Yn teased him, earning a laugh from the others.

Alexandra chuckled, also teasing him, "Yea, mon cher, maybe stick to the racetrack. Your skills on the court are... how do you say... not impressive."

Charles smirked, replying in kind, "Eh bien, at least I'm a world-class driver, not a basketball player. And Yn you think you’re very funny, Yn. Let's see you try" Charles replied, passing the ball to her.

After a few failed attempts, Yn admitted defeat. "Okay, maybe basketball is not my forte either, it's a twins thing"

The group decided to cool off with some ice cream, sharing laughs and stories. Charles couldn't help but admire the way Joris and Yn interacted—the subtle glances, the shared jokes. It was a reminder of the strong bond they all shared.

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The following day, the group rented bikes and explored the iconic Venice Beach boardwalk. Charles and Alex shared a tandem e-scooter, while Yn sat on Joris's lap and with Andrea on another.

"Vous avez l'air tellement mignons ensemble!" Alexandra grinned. (You two look so cute together!)

Yn couldn't help but giggle as Joris wrapped his arms around her waist. "Looks like you guys are having fun," Charles shouted from behind them, causing them all to burst out laughing.

Yn blushed, playfully swatting her brother's arm. "Ignorez-lui, il est juste jaloux" Joris calms her before the two siblings start bickering (Ignore him, he’s just jealous)

"Bon, let the race begin!" Charles declared, revving the e-scooter engine.

Andrea struggled to keep up, and Yn couldn't stop giggling at his attempts. The Venice Beach adventure ended with a mini-race, with everyone enjoying the wind in their hair.

Next on the itinerary was a trip from Malibu to Universal Studios. Yn couldn't contain her excitement, especially when they entered The Wizarding World of Harry Potter.

"Charles, we need to buy wands!" Yn exclaimed, practically dragging him into Ollivanders.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," Yn whispered, holding her wand and exploring the magical surroundings and Charles chuckled, indulging his sister's enthusiasm "You really are a fan, aren't you?"

Yn winked. "Always."

"Charles, you have to try the butterbeer! It's amazing!" she exclaimed, dragging him toward the Three Broomsticks.

"Alright, alright, I'll give it a go," Charles chuckled, letting Yn lead the way.

Meanwhile, Joris and Alexandra rushed behind them, especially behind Yn. "I can't believe we're here," Joris whispered

"Me neither, but it's magical and they seem so excited," she replied, high fiving him.

"Look at her, she's like a kid in a candy store," Alexandra remarked, her arm intertwined with Charles'’ when they finally reached the twins in a merchandise shop.

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The group also spent another day at Six Flags, where Charles, Alex, and Yn attempted to persuade Andrea and Joris to go on some thrilling rides.

"I prefer the safety of solid ground," Joris insisted, while Andrea nodded in agreement.

Charles, not one to be deterred, grabbed Joris and Andrea by their arms and playfully dragged them towards the rides.

"Come on, guys! Live a little!" Charles exclaimed.

"Non, non, pas question," Andrea protested (No, no, out of the question)

Joris nodded in agreement. "We'll pass, thanks"

"Come on, Andrea, we'll hold your hand the whole time," Yn said with a grin.

Yn, ever the persuader, looked at Joris with puppy-dog eyes, "Allez, mon amour, just one ride!"

"Yeah, come on, guys! It's all in good fun," Alexandra urged, exchanging a glance with Yn.

Joris resisted, but Yn's persistence paid off. Andrea, on the other hand, was tougher to crack. Charles, feigning violence, grabbed Andrea and Joris by the collars, threatening with a smile, "You're coming with us, whether you like it or not!"

Andrea finally relented, and the four of them headed to the ride. As they waited in line, Charles couldn't resist teasing Andrea about his fear.

"Don't worry, Andrea, I'll protect you," he joked, wrapping an arm around his trainer.

Andrea rolled his eyes but couldn't hide the smile on his face.

The group's day ended with a whimsical game at the carnival section of Six Flags. A victorious throw won them two enormous plushie bananas. Gleefully, they engaged in a playful banana battle, filling the air with laughter and the occasional thud of soft impacts.

"Attention! Incoming banana attack!" Charles shouted unexpectedly.

Laughter echoed as bananas flew through the air, hitting targets with precision. Alexandra threatened Charles, "If you hit me one more time, you're sleeping on the couch tonight!"

"Banana warfare!" Charles laughed, dodging plushie projectiles.

And they engaged in a hilarious banana fight, Joris and Andrea being the main targets.

The evening continued with board games and ping pong. Charles and Andrea engaged in fierce ping pong battles, while Yn and Alexandra shared laughter and girly moments.

"Hey, Yn, let's go shopping tomorrow before we leave," Alexandra said, breaking Yn out of her thoughts.

Yn grinned. "I would love that"

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The following morning, Alexandra and Yn set out for their much-anticipated shopping trip in the heart of Los Angeles. The city's famed boutiques and exclusive shops awaited their exploration. The sunlit streets beckoned them as they strolled, laughter and excitement filling the air.

Their first stop was a trendy boutique showcasing the latest in Los Angeles fashion. Racks adorned with colorful dresses, stylish accessories, and unique pieces lined the walls. Alexandra and Yn eagerly sifted through the racks, exchanging opinions and approving nods.

"I can't believe how different the styles are here," Yn remarked, holding up a vibrant sundress.

Alexandra nodded in agreement. "It's a whole new world of fashion. I love it!"

After finding some stylish additions to their wardrobes, the duo headed to Shepora, that promised exclusive and makeup brands that are not available in Europe.

Yn's eyes widened as she discovered the vibrant array of products, including makeup from House Glass, and other niche brands that had yet to make their way across the Atlantic.

"Alex, look at this! I've heard so much about this and now we can finally try it" Yn exclaimed, her excitement contagious.

Alexandra, equally thrilled, added a few items to her basket. "And House Glass! I've been dying to get my hands on their products. This is like a beauty paradise."

The duo then ventured into clothing stores that were exclusive to the United States. American Vintage, Brandy Melville, and Forever 21 were on their list, promising a unique shopping experience with styles not commonly found in their European wardrobes.

As they explored the racks of clothes and tried on various outfits, the two friends couldn't contain their joy. Yn found a bohemian-style dress at American Vintage that perfectly suited her taste, while Alexandra discovered a trendy jacket at Brandy Melville that she couldn't resist.

With bags full of fashionable finds and exclusive makeup and after a successful shopping spree, the duo met with the rest of the group for a leisurely lunch. They chose a charming outdoor cafe with a relaxed atmosphere, where the California sun cast a warm glow over the scene.The vibrant energy of Los Angeles seemed to follow them, making the meal even more enjoyable.

Charles, Joris, Andrea, Riccardo, Marta, and Antoine were eager to hear about the shopping escapades of the two ladies.

"So, how was the shopping spree, ladies?" Charles asked with a grin.

Yn laughed, "We may have gone a little overboard, but it's all worth it."

Yn and Alexandra couldn't stop sharing their excitement, showcasing their newfound treasures and makeup finds. The group laughed and exchanged stories, creating an atmosphere of camaraderie.

Charles, Joris, Andrea, and the others eagerly greeted Yn and Alexandra, curious about their shopping spoils. The table quickly became a showcase of vibrant fabrics and makeup palettes.

"Wow, those dresses are stunning!" Joris exclaimed, eyeing the bags.

"And look at these makeup goodies! You two are going to turn heads," Charles added with a grin.

"Looks like the shopping trip was a success," Joris remarked, his eyes twinkling.

As they settled into lunch, the conversation flowed seamlessly between bites of delicious California cuisine. Yn and Alexandra recounted their shopping adventures, sharing anecdotes about the unique styles and products they discovered.

"Next time, we're all going shopping together!" exclaimed Marta, glancing at the fashionable purchases.

As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the city of angels, the group bid farewell to the vibrant streets of Los Angeles. Early the next morning, they would embark on the next leg of their journey, heading to the Vegas Grand Prix.

The excitement in the air was palpable as they boarded the plane, their hearts still buzzing with the memories of the Californian adventure. Ahead lay the glittering lights of Las Vegas, where the roar of engines would once again take center stage in the world of Formula 1.

i hope you liked it and if you want to know more about joris and yn and the adventures they are going to follow stay tuned (drama coming soon)

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11 lot recommendations for Sulani ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ

hey sim besties! I have a new video out on my Youtube showcasing 11 residential and community, cc and no cc lots, that I'd recommend to use to Sulani!

Here are the links to the cc lots and names for the gallery lots:

Residential:

Hampton Beach by Soulsistersims

Palm Beach House by Ruby Red Sims

Sulani Beach Villa by Sulsul33 (on the gallery)

Sulani Beach House by SimCubeez (on the gallery)

Paradise Beach Mansion by KateEmerald (on the gallery)

Community:

Sulani Boardwalk by Kiasims

Miki Moa by PixelPlayground

Sulani Beach Bar by Icecreamsi (on the gallery)

Summer Port Restaurant by Moniamay72

Summer Night Market by Minisimmer12

Sulani Music Festival by RickyWildTeeth (on the gallery)

I hope you found the video helpful & you enjoy the lots!

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Lots for temptation island

All the lots created for Temptation Island, all available for download in one go HERE.

Install with clean installer, some of the packaged lots may include phonehack or omsps, but all lots are built with maxis content only.

If there are issues, let me know! :)

Links to separate download links and links to picture posts under the cut.

Separate downloads

Download Men's Villa, residential version HERE. More pictures HERE.

Download Men's villa hotel version HERE. More pictures HERE.

Download Women's villa residential version HERE. More pictures HERE.

Download Women's villa hotel version HERE. More pictures HERE.

Download Temptations, a restaurant and nightclub HERE. More pics HERE.

Download Mini mall HERE. More pics HERE.

Download Two parks, Melodic boardwalk HERE and Beauty memorial park HERE. More pictures HERE.

Download Romantic pier HERE. More pictures HERE.

Download Secret hermit lot (as a community lot) HERE. More pictures HERE.

Download Dreamy apartments HERE and as rentable vacation homes (hotel) HERE. More pics HERE.

Download Humble vacation home unfurnished HERE and furnished HERE. More pictures HERE.

Download Luxurious vacation home unfurnished HERE and furnished HERE. More pics HERE.

Download Beach camping HERE. More pictures HERE.

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thinking about clem x shy gf who’s not into like clubbing and raves and whatnot so when they go to Ibiza, clem goes to all his clubs and his parties and his raves and she goes to the cultural spots, taking in the crafters markets and the beaches and the little bookstores and they get together at breakfast the next mornin and they just tell each other about their days and nights like they did when they were first dating and clem just loves seeing her face light up when she talks about the little bookstores 🥺🥺 these morning debriefs quickly become one of his favourite parts of the trip

pleaseeee bestie i adore this so much 😭 this is such a sweet thought !! honestly im in love!!!! you're a genius 💗🥺

also i get so weak at the thought of booksmart!reader x streetsmart!clem..... but that's a discussion for another time 😮‍💨😮‍💨

tried something new here shkdkshjf idk how i feel about it

clement and his girlfriend have always been a bit of an odd couple when it comes to their interests; his heart danced to the pulsating beats of clubbing and raves, while his girlfriend found her heart longing for the more quiet, cultural experiences. therefore, their trip to ibiza would easily be one filled with contrasts.

on the night of their arrival to the island, clem was itching to dive head first into the vibrant nightlife. his girlfriend smiled as he kissed her cheek goodbye, leaving her cuddled up on the sofa in the cozy villa with a good book as he headed off to the neon-lit streets.

she, on the other hand, set out to explore the ibiza's more serene side. her eyes twinkled at the sight of the artworks and trinkets in the crafters' markets, and she gladly lost herself in the scent of old books and the thousands of stories kept in the little bookstores. the beautiful beaches beckoned to her and as she strolled along the ocean, she stuffed her pockets with little seashells that she would later gift to her lover.

in the mornings, she and clem would reconvene over breakfast on the sun-drenched terrace. clem's eyes sparkled with excitement as he recounted stories of the wild parties he'd attended and the colorful characters he had met. he loved the way she listened with genuine interest and laughed at his antics, despite the fact that clubbing wasn't her scene.

but his heart only truly fluttered when it was her turn to share her stories. he adored the way her face lit up and her eyes danced with enthusiasm as she told him about the hidden bookstores she had discovered, the tales she had been told by locals, and the still moments she had spent on the boardwalks.

their morning debriefs would instantly become one of clem's favorite things about the trip. in the moments when they shared their experiences from their different worlds, he would feel nostalgic, being transported back to the early days of their relationship when every shared story felt like a precious gift. he cherished every moment with her, just like when they first started dating, and his love for her grew stronger with each passing day.

clem soon came to the realization that ibiza isn't just a party destination – it's a place to celebrate their differences and how they complete each other. it's a place to re-discover their love.

[thedailypalm]

                      𓇼   COMMUNITY  BULLETIN !  𓇼 

see  what’s  happening  around  the  town  of  palmview  grove  from  03/03  -  03/16 !  below  the  cut  are  local  events  that  are  not  mandatory,  but  may  be  used  for  starter (  or  reply )  inspiration.  threads  pertaining  to  these  topics  can  happen  at  any  time,  not  only  on  the  day  of  the  event !

MARCH  03  -  MARCH  09

MARCH  03:  adult  craft  night  @  lagoon  library !  in  this  self-directed  class,  join  us  as  we  dive  headfirst  into  teaching  ourselves  how  to  make  jewelry !  bring  a  friend  and  work  at  your  own  pace.

MARCH  04:  mardi  gras  party  @  sunset  villa  beach !  join  us  at  the  boardwalk  for  a  mardi  gras  walk,  enjoy  the  decorations  and  collect  colorful  beads  while  we  celebrate.  drink  stands  located  along  the  boardwalk,  and  king  cake  served  all  night  long !  after  the  walk,  make  your  way  down  to  the  beach  and  enjoy  the  sun,  surf,  and  socializing !

MARCH  05:  tai  chi  class  @  cove  wellness  center !  take  the  opportunity  to  try  a  class  taught  by  a  certified  instructor  who  has  been  teaching  tai  chi  for  over  a  decade !  tai  chi  is  a  slow-moving,  mind-body  exercise  that  can  be  practiced  by  anyone,  anywhere.  it  improves  breathing  and  balance,  increases  strength,  and  decreases  stress.

MARCH  06:  national  white  chocolate  cheesecake  day  @  sunshine  bakery ! enjoy  a  single  slice  or  a  whole  cake  of  our  decadent,  homemade  white  chocolate  cheesecake.  available  while  supplies  last !

MARCH  07:  crafty  tea  time  @  heights  community  center !  want  to  try  new  tea  flavors  or  share  your  own  favorite  tea ?  come  and  talk  to  your  neighbors  and  make  new  friends !  bring  any  craft  you  would  like  to  work  on.

MARCH  08:  national  retro  video  game  day  @  highwater  arcade ! we’re  throwing  it  back  at  highwater  arcade  with  sweet  deals  on  tokens !  bring  your  friends  out  for  some  lighthearted  competition,  and  see  who  will  go  home  with  the  biggest  prize !

MARCH  09:  fitness  in  the  park  @  coral  cove  park !  join  us  for  a  free  zumba  class  with  this  beautiful  backdrop.

MARCH  10  -  MARCH  16

MARCH  10: national  mario  day  @  highwater  arcade !  play  all  your  favorite  mario  games,  ranging  from  super  mario  bros,  mario  kart,  and  mario  party !  and,  you're  in  luck !  highwater  arcade  has  all  versions  of  these  games,  ranging  all  the  way  back  to  the  original  super  mario  bros.  from  1985 !

MARCH  11:  walking  club  @  ray  harbor  park !  soak  up  the  sun  and  enjoy  a  walk  in  the  park  with  your  neighbors !

MARCH  12:  national  plant  a  flower  day  @  heights  community  center ! join  us  at  the  community  center  for  an  afternoon  of  wholesome  gardening.  we’ll  be  preparing  our  outdoor  flower  garden  for  the  upcoming  sunny  season,  and  invite  you  to  come  and  plant  a  flower ! participants  will  also  be  given  seed  packets  to  plant  at  home. 

MARCH  13:  international  riesling  day  @  ocean  breeze  wine  bar ! half  off  of  6  oz.  glasses  from  3-5  p.m.,  whole  bottles  10%  off !

MARCH  14:  national  children’s  craft  day  @  palmview  children’s  museum ! painting,  drawing,  and  sculpting  stations  will  be  offered  to  give  your  kiddos  a  chance  at  creative  expression !

MARCH  15:  national  quilting  day  @  lagoon  library ! quilting  classes  will  be  held  all  day  long,  with  materials  provided ! join  us  and  make  lifelong  memorabilia  today !

MARCH  16:  rock  painting  @  heights  community  center !  join  us  for  some  fun  with  rock  painting !  feel  free  to  create  a  masterpiece,  a  nice  message,  or  even  a  brand  new  friend !  all  supplies  will  be  provided.

[gaelsstuffiehome]

Irwin had an absolutely AMAZING time at Disney this weekend! We were on our feet all day, meeting with friends and checking out places like Disney Springs and the Disney Character Warehouse, so it was important we started our day off with some strong coffee and snacks!

Irwin also tried to help me find a nice Mickey shirt, but nothing was very interesting in my size! At least we got him some nice Mickey ears before we made our way to the Disney parks!

But before we went to Hollywood Studios to meet someone VERY special indeed, Irwin asked us if we could check out the Christmas display at one of the Disney hotels, and BoardWalk Villas had some super cute stuff!

And when the time came, Irwin was a bit nervous waiting in line, so ShellieMay came along for moral support! She also wanted to finally collect her very first Disney pin, and we found her a sweet one with Winnie the Pooh! A special Duffy-themed snack also pleased everyone!

And then the big moment arrived! We were all very nervous, but Irwin was the bravest and told Santa Duffy exactly what he wanted for Christmas. It might be to come back, but he wouldn't say later.

Irwin was soooo sleepy by the time we finished everything close to midnight, but he already wants to go back! If you'd like me to take Irwin on more adventures at the Disney Parks, let me know!!

I'll have to share my plush haul from this weekend next, so look for that perhaps tomorrow!

[dreamerfms]

closed   \   @veneumfm ft. carlee lomax . location   \   mardi  gras  party  @  sunset  villa  beach ! 

colourful  decoration  can  be  seen  from  every  angle,  the  warming  sound  of  togetherness  and  cheer  echoing  around  sunset  villa.  it's  impossible  not  to  feel  a  little  giddy  at  the  buzz  in  the  air  as  the  mardi  gras  party  kicks  off.  carlee  really  hadn't  come  to  the  boardwalk  with  the  intention  of  getting  drunk,  but  the  array  of  fun  drinks  on  offer  quickly  changed  her  mind  on  that.  with  two  shots  in  hand,  she  wanders  over  to  the  first  familiar  face  she  sees,  and quickly extends  one  out  to  them  with  a  daring  smile gracing features. “  they  have  king  cake  shots  !   i  know  you're  not  about  to  make  me  try  them  alone now, are you ?  ”

[disneyrover]

Let's Stroll Along the Boardwalk of Disney's Boardwalk Resort! Part 1

Come along as we take a little stroll along the Boardwalk of Disney's Boardwalk Resort. This is a 2-part series, so enjoy the first half!

Originally I was going to break this into two articles: the left side and the right side. But then to what perspective would be the left side? Looking at it from across Crescent Lake? Looking at it from the Boardwalk lobby? So I consulted Google Maps. Perhaps I should do West side/East side? Better yet, I’ll flip a coin to determine which side to start on, and then we’ll get strolling along…

[beautifuleveryone]

My Only Dream - G.Satoru

Puppy Love Series Master link:

https://www.tumblr.com/beautifuleveryone/730495177104424960/puppy-love-gsatoru?source=share

And They Called it Puppy Love link (first part of series):

https://www.tumblr.com/beautifuleveryone/730496061837377536/and-they-called-it-puppy-love-gsatoru?source=share

This is Not a Puppy Love link (third and last part of the series)

https://www.tumblr.com/beautifuleveryone/730695712163184640/this-is-not-a-puppy-love-gsatoru?source=share

This is the second part of the series (can be read alone)

Synopsis:

Y/n and Gojo are called out on a mission where they have to camp out in a beach house and wait for a Sea Serpent Curse. Being in forced proximity like that...secrets are spilled and walls are broken down.

Word count: 1.7k

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Y/n was tasked to be a helper teacher of sorts in Jujutsu Tech. She didn’t really have a place there, she just floated around. The elder’s reasoning was that she wasn’t a teacher because there were no spots available, but she was too powerful to not be employed at the school. She made best friends with Shoko, was on friendly terms with the students and managed to get on the elder’s good side.

On the third week after her arrival, Gojo and Y/n were called to the Elder’s office room to discuss a mission. They were tasked with exorcising a special grade sea serpent curse off of a beach south of Jujutsu Tech, and to exorcise a group of grade 1 curses on a nearby boardwalk as they were passing through. “What a drag,” Gojo said as he and Y/n left the room. “Grade 1s are boring.”

Y/n assumed Gojo looked at her because he smiled. “At least I can go to the beach with you!”

In those three weeks, Y/n got to know more about Gojo, and she wasn’t…as fond of him as he was of her. She didn’t hate him - there were just qualities in him that she had qualms with. Sometimes, he would purposely leave details out of a situation to tease her. He told her that Panda only ate bamboo, so she gifted him a bamboo tree upon meeting him.

She also wasn’t overly fond of Gojo’s obsession with her. It seemed to multiply and double with each passing day. Gojo would find small habits of Y/n’s and find them cute until every last detail of Y/n made him positively neck deep in affection. The prolonged teasing and flirting were also getting a bit much for Y/n.

Going back to the purposeful lack of detail - Gojo didn’t tell Y/n that he was bringing his first years to the beach trip with them. It was an overnight stay - they were supposed to stay in a beach house so they could monitor the curse and kill it when it popped up. The original beach house would be too cramped with everyone, so Gojo, with his seemingly infinite bank balance, rented out the entire beach as well as a huge villa.

Y/n was pissed at Gojo. A heads-up would’ve been nice. So she ignored him on the train ride there. She turned down his offer to go canoeing (“but Y/n! It’ll be just like The Notebook!”). She avoided him when everyone had a beach day as well. That was the icing on the cake.

“Y/n sensei, why are you ignoring Gojo?” Itadori asked. He was playing beach volley-ball with his classmates and Gojo while Y/n was sitting in the shade reading a book. When the ball bounced over to Y/n, he took the chance to ask her. “He got on my nerves.” Was Y/n’s simple answer. Itadori nodded, deep in thought. “He seems sad.” Itadori observed. “he keeps looking over at you with these gross puppy dog eyes.”

Y/n glanced over at Gojo and shivered. He was glaring dangerously at Itadori and made a slicing motion with his thumb to his neck. Itadori gulped. “I-Imma go now.”

**

Part of the job was that the curse could spring up any time, so while the students were sleeping Gojo and Y/n were awake on the veranda facing the beach, ready to spring up and fight. Gojo was seriously miserable. He missed Y/n, and she was right there! He missed the way her mouth would twitch upward unwillingly whenever he cracked a joke. He missed the way she blushed whenever he flirted with her. He missed staring into her deep red eyes and her staring back. He missed the sound of her voice.

He scooted over closer to Y/n. “Why are you ignoring me? Is it because I didn’t tell you about my students tagging along?” Y/n could sense a shift in the air. Gojo was being serious. “Please. Talk to me. Even if you’re going to yell. I want to hear your voice.”

Y/n picked nervously on her shirt. “It was that but…your flirting. Its very…excessive.” Gojo smiled, relieved that Y/n was speaking to him and cupped her face in his hands so that she would look at him. “What? You don’t like it?” He asked. His blindfold was off, and it felt like he was searching the inner depths of Y/n’s soul. Y/n was freaking out.

“No. Just-turn it down, ok? We have to be friends first.” Gojo’s face was unreadable. “Is that the way they do it in America?” He asked. Y/n laughed out loud. “God no. But it’s the way things should be.”

He nodded, with a small pout on his lips. “You know I really like you, right?” He let go of Y/n’s face. She nodded slowly. “I’m sorry but-“ He put a finger in a shushing gesture on Y/n’s mouth. His finger was soft, and it shook a little when they made contact. “Shh.”

“knowing that you know how i feel is all i need to know.” A devilish smile spread across his face. “I’ll just keep going until you can say that you like me too.” Begrudgingly, he took his finger off Y/n’s mouth and stretched lazily. “i guess until then I have to put a lid on it then.”

Y/n’s mouth went dry. For some reason, she wasn’t a fan of that idea. She didn’t like it when Gojo was all over her, but…she wouldn’t like it if he wasn’t.

Make up your mind, woman, she thought. She shook her head aggressively, as if dispelling that thought. “Do you want to sit out on the sand and look into the waves? Just as friends?” She asked quietly. A glint returned to Gojo’s eyes. Progress, he thought.

**

They sat calmly next to each other, and watched as the waves crashed over and receded back. Gojo idly brought his phone out and started playing a song. “Matched the vibe.” He explained.

-Space Song by Beach House- (recommended that you play it)

As the beginning strings filled the beach air around them Y/n shivered. She didn’t think it was going to be that cold at night and she couldn’t afford to go back to the house to grab a coat in case the curse appeared. Gojo, sensing that Y/n was cold, scooted closer to her and put his arm around her shoulders. Y/n stiffened and Gojo rolled his eyes. “As friends. You’re cold.” He said. Y/n nodded. She snuggled into him more, trying to get warm. Secretly, she also enjoyed the closeness. “As friends.” She mumbled into his chest.

He smiled, high on the contact. He also smiled at how undeniable everything was: he was in love with Y/n. Even if she pushed him away he’ll only love her more and more, probably until the sun stops burning and the universe implodes.

He paused his train of thought when he noticed that Y/n was taking heavier breaths. Looking down affectionately he realised that Y/n was sleeping. He pressed a light kiss on her forehead and felt a pang of longing for the day he could kiss her with her kissing back.

Since when did i become such a hopeless romantic? he thought.

y/n was still under the veil of sleep. Y/n’s powers enabled her to be able to read people’s minds, and she accidently turned her powers on. What she was met with was a torrent of love and longing. Pure, unconditional love. She saw Gojo taking hundreds of pictures of her and creating an album on his phone of her. She saw him looking at those photos in his free time and smiling. She saw him day dreaming about her and she actually walked into a daydream Gojo was thinking about in that moment.

**

Everything was light and rosy. Soft music was playing in the background. Y/n couldn’t believe that she was in Gojo’s mind. She tried to get out, but she somehow was stuck inside. Classic Gojo.

The light dimmed down and she was able to see.

This is a daydream he revisits the most, Y/n thought to herself.

A wedding aisle. She saw herself, dressed in a gorgeous Vera Wang wedding dress. She saw Gojo, dressed and smart. He was smiling happily. She saw the flower arrangements and realised with a start:

My favourite flowers.

As she looked around, she realised that everything was meticulously planned and gone over. Usually, daydreams were a little fuzzy, but everything had vivid detail. The guests. The location. The music.

Y/n was the most detailed. Even Gojo looked less detailed than her.

Her wedding dress gleamed with dozens of gems, small and intricate. Her veil was weaved with tiny lace designs in roses. Her makeup was classy and her eyes gleamed. She looked so pretty.

Gojo daydreamed about their wedding day, she realised with a start. And he daydreamed about her the most.

Y/n and Gojo kissed. Y/n suddenly felt a burst of warmth.

This must be what Gojo feels like right now, she thought.

Afterwards, Gojo replayed the kissing scene. Again and again, this time with a large drop of longing and pain.

She woke up with a start. Space song finished and now ‘Say Yes to Heaven’ by Lana del Rey was on. (recommended that you play it)

Gojo was hugging Y/n and rubbing the small of her back while she slept.

What Gojo feels about me is real, Y/n thought.

And I feel that way too.

Gojo saw that Y/n was awake and stopped rubbing her back. “As friends” he teased. “Don’t go off on me.”

“I won’t.” Y/n said in a small voice. Gojo smiled softly.

Y/n cupped Gojo’s face with her hands. He looked surprised, then he blushed and looked down. “I thought you said we were friends.” He muttered.

“I saw your daydream Gojo. I somehow read your mind while I was asleep.” He looked abruptly up at her then down again, blushing harder than he had ever done in his life.

“That’s an invasion of privacy.” He sulked.

Y/n didn’t know what to say. She didn’t have the words.

“I kind of…liked it.” The words slipped out of her mouth before she could control herself.

He didn’t realise that Gojo was endgame about her. She thought that all of that flirting was all for pretend, and that’s why she got sick of it. But that daydream…it felt right.

Gojo looked at her with a sparkle in his eyes. Then, he leaned in and kissed her.

At first, he was gentle and reverent. He thought about this moment for so long, he wanted to enjoy it. But his self control ran out and he kissed her with a passion, a hunger that he desperately needed to be quenched.

Y/n kissed back.

Gojo wondered if heaven was a woman.

[ciaossu-imagines]

As you lovelies might have seen on other posts, depending on how the shuffled queue puts these out, I spread the Disney love from the Disney day of the event around to all my various fandoms! For The Outsiders, I loved thinking about and then writing about what Disney World hotels each Greaser would love the most, if they ever became rich enough to go to modern day Disney World! I hope you wonderful people enjoy!

I really do strongly headcanon Darry as being someone who is into architecture. He might not know all the technical terms and all the different styles and such, but he appreciates them all and does want to learn more about architecture. He went to work helping build houses, so houses and architecture and buildings became an interest of his that spun into a passion. Because of his love for architecture, his favourite Disney hotel is one that has some unique architectural features. He really loves the Animal Kingdom Villas, even if he can’t afford to stay in them. He’s especially a fan of Kidani Village.

Sodapop just can’t relax and feel right if the hotel’s too fancy-smancy, unlike his brothers. He prefers simple and comfortable and a less fancy atmosphere suits him best. Not only are the cabins at Fort Wilderness simple and rustic, but the resort also allows him to go trail riding and to really be around and interact with horses in a very rustic, nature-filled setting. It’s not something he really gets much of but it’s something he truly loves, so that has to be his favourite by far.

Ponyboy actually does have a taste for the elegant and fancy of bygone ages. There’s just something that really hits him, emotionally and mentally, about that architectural style and those kinds of surroundings. Because of that, he definitely would prefer a statelier hotel. I think the Grand Floridian really attracts Ponyboy’s attention and he would be really pulled to everything about that hotel. The others might tease him about it, but everything about it just hits him perfectly.

Steve cares more about a hotel’s amenities than what the hotel itself looks like. He isn’t going to be someone who spends a lot of time just lazing around in the room and only cares about whether he’ll have fun and interesting things to do. Because he is someone who really loves sports and being physical, it’s no surprise that his favourite Disney World hotel ended up being the All-Star Sports Resort. He really likes the arcade at that one, but also the theming and the jogging trails there. He and the boys also definitely goof around at the playground and get told off by at least a handful of parents.

Dally honestly doesn’t give too much of a shit about the hotel he stays at. He really doesn’t. He’ll be fine in any of them, especially since he’s mostly using them as a place to lay his head and has plans on stealing everything he can from them anyway. What matters the most to Dally is the parks since that’s what he’s there for. His favourite land in Disney World is Hollywood Studios so he does prefer the hotels that are within walking distance of that land. Out of those, I think he has a mild preference for the Boardwalk Inn, mostly for its pool. He really enjoys that waterslide and definitely races with the other boys to see who has the fastest time going down it.

Johnny is a lot like Soda in that he can’t really get comfortable in a lot of the hotels. They’re just a little too fancy for him and he’d enjoy roughing it just a bit more. He’s also like Soda in that he loves Fort Wilderness, but Johnny, who is used to sleeping on the ground, actually prefers the campsites at Fort Wilderness. He finds camping fun and it’s made all the better by the lush forest and all the interesting things that the resort has going on. He’d also be a big fan of the recreation options at the resort as well, especially the trails, the nightly bonfires, and he’d actually turn out to enjoy and be fairly good at archery.

Two-Bit really enjoys the novelty and fun of the really heavily themed resorts. He doesn’t want fancy luxury but instead would opt for smaller rooms but more fun surroundings. Because of this, he’s really fond of Disney’s ‘All-Star’ resorts. However, his absolute favourite has to be the Pop Century Resort, for it’s bright colours and whimsical theming. Plus, it has the Skyliner, which Two-Bit really does enjoy just a tad too much as he rides it every day they’re there.

[ideasnstuff]

Is this our Ace?

More info and why "Karma" is a refererence to a revenge.

Smarting over the recent attempt on his life, which had left two bullet holes through his hat and another two holes through his coat, Joe Masseria plotted bloody revenge in epic Italian Renaissance fashion.

Briefly it happened this way.

Masseria’s seemingly supernatural bullet dodging powers had given the hard noised, but superstitious, Valenti second thoughts. Second thoughts that had him suing for peace and walking into an ambush in one of New York’s most storied Italian restaurants, John’s of 12th Street, on August 11, 1922, a restaurant that has been used as a set on Boardwalk Empire and the Sopranos.

Now the Karma....

He was also killed inside a restaurant, by his own men.

Masseria was himself shot down by his own men while sitting in a Coney Island restaurant called Scarpato's Nuova Villa Tammaro. The assassins were Vito Genovese, Albert Anastasia, Joe Adonis, and Bugsy Siegel, led by Lucky Luciano.

According to The New York Times, "[A]fter that, the police have been unable to learn definitely [what happened]". Reputedly Masseria was "seated at a table playing cards with two or three unknown men" when he was fired upon from behind. He died from gunshot wounds to his head, back, and chest. Masseria's autopsy report shows that he died on an empty stomach. No witnesses came forward, though "two or three" men were observed leaving the restaurant and getting into a stolen car. No one was convicted in Masseria's murder as there were no witnesses and Luciano had an alibi.

And well... You know what they say...

Karma is a bitch