#Delphine LaLaurie

[themuselesswriter]

American Horror Story Thoughts

I did a whole thing about it, so enjoy suffering through my ranking and favorites.

[yung-griffyndork0]

AHS fans. Delphine’s Mansion in New Orleans. Our guide watched them film half the season with Kathy and they kept stopping because they heard noises and it messed with their filming.

[bezkinechnanudga]

OK I've watched ahs coven and then I found out that Delphine Lalaurie is actually a real historical person???

I mean I liked her a lot as a character, it's very refreshing to see that people do realize that even the worst human is still a complex person with their worldview that can change depending on circumstances. It's such a nice thing that they didn't romanticize nor demonize her as a character, and every her action actually makes sense in the context of her life and worldview, especially her regression after Queenie's betrayal. I would've been completely satisfied if the show gave her a chance to repent, but also, I can understand and kinda respect the decision to send her to hell.

Shortly speaking, I am pleasantly surprised to see a character of this type, but it feels weird that she was real, not bad, but weird, I can't yet tell why I feel like that.

[detective-dutchess]

Delphine LaLaurie

LaLaurie married three times in Louisiana and was twice widowed. She was a very rich woman and though she was a widow she kept her status well in high society, until April 10, 1834.

when rescuers responded to a fire at her Royal Street mansion. They discovered bound slaves in her attic who showed evidence of cruel, violent abuse over a long period. LaLaurie's house was subsequently sacked by an outraged mob of New Orleans citizens.

Accounts of Delphine LaLaurie's treatment of her slaves between 1831 and 1834 vary. As its in the 1800s so records would be limited but a person named Harriet Martineau, wrote in 1838 and recounting tales told to her by New Orleans residents during her 1836 visit, claimed that slaves of LaLaurie were observed to be "singularly haggard and wretched" however, in public appearances LaLaurie was seen to be generally polite to Black people and solicitous of the health of those enslaved.

although the causes of death are not mentioned and infectious diseases could easily have been the cause. There were a woman named Bonnie was killed alongside her kids by the treatment of this woman.

Court records of the time showed that LaLaurie freed two slaves (Jean Louis in 1819 and Devince in 1832).

Martineau wrote that public rumors about LaLaurie's mistreatment of slaves on her property were sufficiently widespread that a local lawyer was dispatched to Royal Street to remind LaLaurie of the laws for the upkeep of slaves. During this visit, the lawyer found no evidence of wrongdoing or mistreatment of slaves by LaLaurie. (A/N: which is wtf?)

There were other tales of LaLaurie's cruelty that were current among New Orleans residents in about 1836. She said that, subsequent to the visit of the lawyer, one of LaLaurie's neighbors saw an eight-year-old slave girl fall to her death from the roof of the Royal Street mansion while trying to avoid punishment from a whip-wielding LaLaurie.

According to Martineau, this incident led to an investigation of the LaLauries, in which they were found guilty of illegal cruelty and forced to forfeit nine slaves of their household. These nine enslaved people were bought back by the LaLauries through an intermediary relative, and returned to the Royal Street residence.

On April 10, 1834, a fire broke out in the LaLaurie residence on Royal Street starting in the kitchen. When the police and fire marshals got there, they found the cook, a 70-year-old woman, chained to the stove by her ankle. She later said that she had set the fire as a suicide attempt because she feared being punished.

bystanders responding to the fire attempted to enter the quarters of those enslaved to ensure that everyone had been evacuated. Upon being refused the keys by the LaLauries, the bystanders broke down the doors to the quarters and found

"seven slaves, horribly mutilated, and suspended by the neck, with their limbs apparently stretched and torn from one extremity to the other",

When the discovery of the abused slaves became widely known, a mob of local citizens attacked the LaLaurie residence and "demolished and destroyed everything upon which they could lay their hands".

She did escape from any punishment and fled to france but she self imposed exile which is a shock, but also it was a complete different time back then,

She died on December 7, 1849 but the cause of death she completely unknown

[eyestrain-addict]

Listening to true crime and a familiar address popped up. 1140 royal Street in New Orleans. The home of a slaver who murdered and tortured slaves.... and was married to a man named Louis....

It's literally not even 3 houses over from the Gallier house.

[geeknik]

31 Days of Halloween: Day 14, The Dark Secrets of the LaLaurie Mansion

Welcome to Day 14 of our 31 days of Halloween series. Today, we journey to the heart of New Orleans to explore the enigmatic and infamous LaLaurie Mansion. Known for its dark history and alleged hauntings, this mansion carries a chilling reputation as one of the most haunted locations in the United States. Prepare to uncover the disturbing secrets and paranormal tales that shroud this haunted house.

Historical Background

The LaLaurie Mansion, located on Royal Street in the French Quarter of New Orleans, was the residence of Delphine LaLaurie and her wealthy husband, Louis LaLaurie, in the early 19th century. Delphine LaLaurie was a prominent socialite known for her elegance and charm. However, her facade concealed a dark and horrifying secret.

Dark Secrets and Haunting Tales

The LaLaurie Mansion gained notoriety when a fire erupted within its walls on April 10, 1834. It was during this incident that the horrors hidden within the mansion were revealed. Firefighters discovered a secret chamber in the attic, revealing a gruesome scene of torture and cruelty perpetrated by Delphine LaLaurie. The discovery shocked the community and forever tarnished the mansion's history.

The Torture Chamber: Inside the secret chamber, authorities found enslaved individuals who had been subjected to unimaginable acts of violence and torture. Torture implements and evidence of mutilation filled the room, showcasing the horrors inflicted upon those unfortunate souls. Delphine LaLaurie's cruel treatment of the enslaved has left an indelible mark on the mansion's legacy.

The Curse of the LaLaurie Mansion: Legends suggest that after the discovery of the atrocities committed by Delphine LaLaurie, a mob descended upon the mansion, seeking vengeance. However, Delphine and her husband managed to escape, leaving behind a curse on the house. Many believe that the spirits of the tortured souls remain trapped within the mansion, seeking justice and tormenting those who dare to enter.

Paranormal Encounters: Over the years, numerous reports of paranormal activity have emerged from the LaLaurie Mansion. Visitors and residents have claimed to witness ghostly apparitions, hear disembodied screams and cries, and experience unexplained cold spots and feelings of unease. Many attribute these phenomena to the tortured souls whose lives were tragically cut short within the mansion's walls.

Exploring the Haunted Mansion

While the LaLaurie Mansion is privately owned and closed to the public, the allure of its dark history and ghostly reputation draws paranormal enthusiasts and curious visitors to its doorstep. Guided ghost tours of the French Quarter often include eerie tales and accounts of the mansion's haunting, allowing participants to experience the chilling ambiance from the outside.

Conclusion

As we conclude Day 14 of our Halloween series, the LaLaurie Mansion in New Orleans stands as a haunting reminder of the horrors that can hide behind closed doors. Delve into the dark secrets and chilling tales surrounding the mansion, but approach with caution. The tortured souls and the curse that linger within its walls continue to captivate and terrify those who dare to seek the truth behind its haunting facade.

[boricuacherry-blog]

[blogparanormalexpresso2stuff]

3 Creepy Haunted Paintings Part 2

Can a painting be haunted? can the artist put a spiritual presence behind their work, or is it the subject of the painting that is haunting it?

[0:17] Portrait of Arie Delphine LaLaurie 

[6:30] The Hands Resist Him

[11:20] Portrait of a Lady   

[bookwormsreview]

Label/scent reveal: Delphine LaLaurie is a fantastic bourbon and brown sugar scent.

[marzipanandminutiae]

Having read your House of Hunger posts and broadly agreed (and I was so disappointed because the concepts/worldbuilding around bloodmaids is so cool), have you read Blood Countess by Lana Popović? If so, do you have any thoughts?

I have not! I’ll have to look it up. I will say that if it’s about Elizabeth Bathory, I might have a very petty reason not to read it – I am part of the contingent that thinks she didn’t do what she was accused of (though it seems like she probably was a somewhat violent asshole to her servants at least, but that was not uncommon at the time in that area) so I don’t really enjoy stories where it’s all true.

(Come on, people. Confessions under torture are no longer considered admissible in court, and a lot of powerful men owed her money. Too many people had reasons to want her neutralized. Furthermore, the owners of her castle won’t allow an archaeological digs to try and see if there are any bodies on the land, which seems pretty damning to me – if there was any serious reason to believe it really happened, why not let those poor 600 girls, or however many they always say, rest in peace?)

[the-girl-who-didnt-smile]

Alastor Rips Apart His Grandmother's Soul

[rorykillmore]

my rp friend (an excellent michael langdon) has me rewatching ahs and i swear to god this show makes me insane. every time a few years pass and i revisit it, it grips me like a vice but it also becomes progressively more absurd to me every time

[simplysummers]

I finally finished Roanoke, so this is my current ranking for those who care ✨

[the-seelie-court-official]

y'all should ask me about horror movies btw i have seen sooooo many horror movies, i was that weird little girl. obviously. if you ever need a rec just ask, i need to inflict some of these on the world

first one's free: Stay Alive. It's from 2006 and spent most of its budget on Frankie Muniz and CGI for the video game the movie is about

it's The "If You Die In The Game You Die In Real Life" Movie and it is a solid -9 on the -10 to 10 scale. rubbing elbows with The Room in it's-so-bad-it's-good territory. Countess Elizabeth Bathory's ghost made the game and it's really really really obvious that at first they wanted it to be Madame Delphine LaLaurie's ghost but they decided it'd be too insensitive at the last possible second and switched some dialogue around. The acting is, at times, surprisingly good

[myhauntedsalem]

Lalaurie Mansion

New Orleans, LA

Dr. Louis Lalaurie and his wife, Delphine moved into their fancy new mansion in New Orleans. They were respected by everyone. They had a lot of money, power and influence. Ms. Delphine was greatly admired for her beauty.

They threw lavish social parties that would be the talk of the town for weeks to come.

Their house was extravagant and they had dozens of slaves to take care of it.

It was the neighbors who first began to suspect that something was not right.

There were whispered conversations about how the Lalaurie slaves seemed to come and go quite often. Parlor maids would be replaced with no explanation or the stable boy was suddenly just disappear… never to be seen again.

Then, one day a neighbor was climbing her own stairs when she heard a scream and saw Madame Lalaurie chasing a little girl, the Madame’s personal servant, with a whip. She pursued the girl onto the roof of the house, where the child jumped to her death. The neighbor later saw the small slave girl buried in a shallow grave beneath the cypress trees in the yard.

It was rumored that she treated the slaves horribly. But how horribly exactly, no one knew.

A terrible fire broke out in the Lalaurie kitchen. Legend has it that it was set by the cook, who could endure no more of the Madame’s tortures. Regardless of how it started, the fire swept through the house.

After the blaze was put out, the fire fighters discovered a horrible sight behind a secret, barred door in the attic.

The information you are about to read is from the embellished part of the event. The authors who wrote about it in the book didn’t source these events:

They found more than a dozen slaves here, chained to the wall in a horrible state. They were both male and female…. some were strapped to makeshift operating tables… some were confined in cages made for dogs…. human body parts were scattered around and heads and human organs were placed haphazardly in buckets…. grisly souvenirs were stacked on shelves and next to them a collection of whips and paddles.

It was more horrible that anything created in man’s imagination.

According to the newspaper, the New Orleans Bee, all of the victims were naked and the ones not on tables were chained to the wall. Some of the women had their stomachs sliced open and their insides wrapped about their waists.

One woman had her mouth stuffed with animal excrement and then her lips were sewn shut. The men were in even more horrible states. Fingernails had been ripped off, eyes poked out, and private parts sliced away.

One man hung in shackles with a stick protruding from a hole that had been drilled in the top of his head. It had been used to “stir” his brains.

The tortures had been administered so as to not bring quick death. Mouths had been pinned shut and hands had been sewn to various parts of the body.

Regardless, many of them had been dead for quite some time. Others were unconscious and some cried in pain, begging to be killed and put out of their misery.

The fire fighters fled the scene in disgust and doctors were summoned from a nearby hospital.

There were a few who still clung to life…. like a woman whose arms and legs had been removed and another who had been forced into a tiny cage with all of her limbs broken than set again at odd angles.

Madame Lalaurie and her family were never seen again.

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The house remained vacant for many years after that. It then became an all girls school and then apartment buildings.

During the time when the mansion was an apartment house, a number of strange events were recorded. Among them was an encounter between a occupant and a naked black man in chains who attacked him. The black man abruptly vanished.

Others claimed to have animals butchered in the house; children were attacked by a phantom with a whip; strange figures appeared wrapped in shrouds; a young mother was terrified to find a woman in elegant evening clothes bending over her sleeping infant; and of course, the ever-present sounds of screams, groans and cries that would reverberate through the house at night.

Today the house has been renovated again and serves as luxury apartments.

[sawyerconfort]

Hi can you write Fiona Goode x fem reader using prompts #4, #8 and #19? Thank you <3

Sorry for the inactivity and request delay, anon, here it is!

and for other interested readers, yes, I'm back!

Hope you like it!

requests are currently closed, but news is coming and I hope to be able to reopen them soon!

enjoy!

I was really looking forward to write something about Fiona Goode (she's mother, she solos, she is the supreme and she's in charge everywhere!)

*fem!reader but you can change if you feel comfortable too!*

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4. "you okay?" 8. "yes, you can hold my hand, sweetie." 19. "yes, you can cry."

Fiona wasn't a patient person, nor was she very sentimental, but oddly enough, there was something about her that woke up when she was with you. Maybe it was the age gap and the constant worry of having someone who wasn't a witch in the middle of so much violence, magic and power. Maybe it was, who knows, the idea of being able to start over, of being able to create a successor like she had never created Cordelia, maybe a way for Fiona to redeem herself from previous sins and guarantee a place in Heaven.

Or maybe it was just a good feeling, a genuine love that someone like Fiona Goode probably never felt. Not with such intensity.

But she was, when you stopped to look at her, extremely tough, cold and cautious. She didn't smile at you, she didn't even show that she loved you back, while you only knew how to admire that woman, the Supreme, the most powerful witch in the entire coven.

It was late at night and for some reason you couldn't sleep. Maybe the shock of having a ghost of the LaLauries alive and working as a servant in the house got to you. Deciding to go back to sleep, you just went down to the kitchen to get some water, taking advantage of the fact that Delphine was sleeping peacefully, and, when you were almost finished emptying the glass, the door opened and scared you more than it should have.

Suddenly, when you least expected it, Fiona was passing through the room, and was about to go upstairs when she saw you, turning those piercing eyes right in your direction.

"What the hell are you doing up at this hour, (Y\N)?" she asked, her voice altered but low, with a surprised intonation.

"I could ask you the same thing," you replied, bluntly.

She raised an eyebrow. "It's none of your business, you moron."

You waited for Fiona to turn and go to her big, beautiful room, and she did. But before you hit the stairs together, one after the other, she let out a huge sniff, which startled you.

"You okay?" you asked, not expecting her to answer. And Fiona didn't answer until you were in her room, standing in the doorway. "What were you doing out there, Fiona? I care about you, I need answers."

She sighed. "Don't tell Cordelia, she couldn't stand it. I went… well, I went to the hospital, had chemo. I can only go out at night, which is when I'm sure you, and she, are asleep."

You widened your eyes, taken by surprise. Not entirely impressed, of course, because without even knowing it, Fiona had already hinted to you that she was running out of time. And honestly, it was either you or Myrtle Snow - and Fiona would kind of do anything not to tell Myrtle Snow -.

"I'm sorry, Fiona," you said, opening her bedroom door for good and letting her sit on the bed. Left with no choice, and feeling compassion for the Supreme, you sat down beside her and sighed. "Want company? I'm not very sleepy…"

She nodded and sighed too, letting you sit closer to the side, letting your bodies almost stick together. She looked tired and sad and lonely, and again, your pity for her was greater than any hatred and indignation at the Supreme's indifference.

"Please (Y\N), promise me this will stay between us…"

"How much time do you have left?"

She shrugged. "I don't know. But what worries me isn't even the disease. I know I can lessen its effects, and it has helped me, even if it doesn't seem like it. What worries me is, in reality, the time that will pass, time is short for me. I will not die of common causes, I will be forced to leave because a Supreme will be in power after me… And you know who she is."

You looked at her. "Why don't you tell her the truth? Why do you keep all these mysteries to yourself?"

"Cordelia is more fragile than she looks, darling. If I tell her, she might internalize the powers, and everything will be even more ruined for me."

Her eyes were getting smaller and smaller, lowered, dilated, almost closed. Fiona really was fading away, little by little, and if you didn't do something, you'd have less time than you wanted.

"Could I just…"

"Yes, you can hold my hand, sweetie." She replied, smiling, as if she read your mind. Automatically, Fiona's hands sought out and reached for hers. She was looking into her eyes when she whispered, in a thin voice. "You are special to me, (Y\N). I'm a terrible person to you and I don't deserve someone like that…"

"You're not a bad person, Fiona. You just don't know how to show feelings, but I know all that even without you saying it out loud…", you smiled, squeezing her hand even tighter. "You'll never be alone again. This is just between us, and I promise you'll have me until the end, right?"

"I definitely don't deserve you, sweetie…", she laughed, hugging you and letting your head rest on her chest. "You're unlike anything I've seen before, and that intrigues me so much…"

Her voice was suddenly shaky, and you could tell she was holding in her tears. Fiona sniffed again and you looked up, smiling.

"Yes, you can cry." You whispered, still looking at her, and just as two tears fell, you used your fingers to wipe them away.

Fiona smiled, closing her eyes, and then gently leaned in to kiss you. A quick but meaningful peck.

"What was that?", you whispered, confused, laughing.

"I don't know. But I felt like it. And I wanted to try this before something happened to me."

You laughed and patted her arm lightly. "Nothing is going to happen, shut your mouth. We still have a lot more time to explore and experience other things…"

She laughed and then used her advanced strength to throw you onto the bed, getting on top of you.

"Oh really? Does that mean I can try again?"

You laughed, and kissed Fiona harder now, letting the rest of the night become history. And, well, to be honest, all you guys did least was sleep that night…