before heading back home to henford-on-bagley, delilah stopped by foxbury to discuss the surprise of her pregnancy with karan. but her eagerness about the wedding and the baby quickly died when she opened the dormitory door to the sight of her unfaithful fiancé.
' do you like it when i bleed for you? ' matthew tkachuk + whoever u want :P
Matthew can’t stop staring at Sam.
That should really have been the clue that something was going on but Matthew, for the life of him, can’t even think about why he’s staring or the fact that he should stop. He really should stop.
Matthew keeps staring.
He watches as Sam touches his fingers to his lips, watches as they come away red, blood dribbling down the length of his fingers and pooling darkly at the base. Matthew can barely focus as a little of it drips down onto his palm and he has the sudden urge to lick it clean.
He blinks, brow furrowing as he tries to get a hold of that thought and wonder why the fuck he’s thinking that. About Sam, no less. Sam, his friend, one of the closest he’s ever had. Someone he has never thought about like that before. Well, okay, not never. He’s only human. It’s totally normal to think about your closest friends the way he’s thought about Sam.
Well, is it? He’s always thought it was. It wouldn’t be the first time he’s thought about a friend in a non-friendly way. But with Sam, it’s always been there. Since they first met. Even more now that they’re on the same team again. But with the way Sam has been playing lately, he’s doing so well, he’s taking care of Matthew so much. He’s jumping into fights just for Matthew. The entire thing makes him feel like he’s floating, like if he isn’t grounded enough, he’ll just float up and up and up until he’s living in the clouds.
“Chucky?”
Matthew blinks, vision blurring at the edges when he realises Sam is staring at him. He realises with a start that he’s been staring directly at Sam the entire time.
“Hey, Benny.”
His gaze darts to where Sam’s lip is still bleeding and Matthew wants to bite it, dig his teeth into the split somebody put there with their knuckles. He doesn’t even remember which player it was on the other team, who grabbed him, if it was the same guy who hit Sam or somebody else. All he knows is how badly he wants to make it bleed more.
If Matthew were a smarter man, he wouldn’t stare at his best friend like this. So openly, plainly. In a way that nobody could misconstrue as innocent or platonic. He can practically feel the heat in his gaze, the flush in his cheeks. Matthew doesn’t think he’s ever wanted anything as much as he wants Sam in this moment.
When he drags his eyes back up to Sam’s, the look in his eyes is curious, searching. Like he knows what Matthew is thinking and he’s trying to figure it out for himself. Matthew isn’t sure if he wants Sam to work it out or not, but he knows Sam will. No matter what, Sam will get it out of him. He knows Matthew better than he knows himself most of the time.
And maybe it shouldn’t make sense, maybe Matthew should be scared that there was somebody who meant so much to him and they knew so much of Matthew. That they could take Matthew apart with just a few words, dig their fingers into all of his soft parts and rip him open until he was bleeding for them. Maybe he should be scared that that person is Sam.
But he isn’t. It makes sense, really, when he thinks about it. Sam has known him for so long, Sam has seen him through it all. Sam has stuck by him. Sam was part of the reason why Florida had looked so inviting, so close to what he had been searching for. Sure, he would have made his way to Florida even without Sam, but that didn’t happen because Sam was here. And now, Sam was fighting for him. Sam was bleeding for him.
Sam was talking to him and Matthew couldn’t fucking focus.
“Sorry, what?”
Sam laughs, shaking his head as he runs his tongue over his lower lip, Matthew’s eyes tracking the movement eagerly.
“Do you like it when I bleed for you?”
Matthew goes rigid, shoulders tense and drawing up. He’s on edge and he doesn’t know what to do with himself. It’s not that he’s been caught out, it’s that Sam is the one to do it. And of course he is, hadn’t he just been thinking about how well Sam knows him? But God, it’s one thing to think it and another for Sam to make it so plainly obvious.
He swallows thickly around the lump in his throat as he shakes his head, trying to keep what little composure he might have left. He’s still staring at Sam’s mouth, utter refusal to even consider looking in his eyes and looking anywhere else feels like a cop out. It also feels like a cop out not to look him in the eyes, but Matthew is afraid of what he might see there.
Nothing could prepare him for seeing the smile that tugs at Sam’s mouth. He can’t look away from it. He’s always thought Sam had a beautiful mouth. It looks heavenly stained with blood.
Sam’s hand is suddenly in view, knuckles bruised and crusted over with blood. Matthew hadn’t even realised his knuckles had split from the fight. He moves without thinking, reaching out to wrap his fingers around his wrist, guiding his hand closer until all he can see is Sam’s hand in front of his face.
“Yes,” he whispers, “Yeah, I fucking like it.”
He thinks Sam sounds a little breathless, a little smug with how he was right. Of course he was right. It’s sickening how he’s always fucking right. Matthew is sort of insanely into it.
Before he can stop himself, Matthew is leaning closer to press his lips against Sam’s knuckles, pressing kisses across his skin. He can feel where the blood is still slightly tacky and he finds himself hoping that his own lips are stained with it. That when he pulls away, anyone who sees him will see that Sam is there, too. That Sam is a part of him.
When he does pull back, he finally allows himself to look into Sam’s eyes. They stare at each other for what feels like an eternity, where it feels like they might just be the only two people who even exist. Matthew licks at his lips, the familiar tang of blood on his tongue makes him feel slightly light headed. It’s not his blood for once, it’s Sam’s. Sam’s blood on his tongue. Sam’s blood in his mouth.
“You really fucking do like it, don’t you?”
Matthew doesn’t get to answer, Sam’s hand is grabbing at the back of his neck, tilting his head back before he crushes their mouths together. The last thing there is for Matthew to focus on is biting at Sam’s bottom lip, digging his teeth into the cut to draw more blood out.
the kids prom night started well! malachi was quite nervous taking a senior to prom but they ended up hitting it off. while dancing with amara, delilah felt ignored by karan the whole night. he quickly made it up to her with a frisky photo booth session.
3. I feel like it's not even a true rivalry team wise but the tkachuk bowl always intrigues me. like everybody on the ice getting a misconduct is just gold. so yeah, i think i do have to say the panthers / senators rivalry even if the only reason is those idiot boys
4. my least favourite team is always vegas, probably for the same reasons everyone else has but more specifically because i will never forget that they hurt matthew so badly (do i wish i was a little more normal about it? maybe! but i'm not)
9. whatever matthew tkachuk and sam bennett have going on has to be a bromance i love. though they go beyond the realm of just bromance with how deeply they talk about one another, they intrigue me a lot. and also probably anything sid has going on with anyone, what he and MAF have is very special to me
25. ooh favourite rookie is a good one and the first person to come to my mind isn't even a rookie anymore, he's just a baby. i do think luke hughes has done very well for himself this season which i always like to see! and i am a hater at my core and i think ridly greig is a funny guy purely for his slapshot into the empty net which caused so much drama which still makes me laugh a lot
Favorite Costume Movie and Television Productions Set During CHRISTMAS
Below is a list of my favorite costume movie and television productions set during the Christmas holidays. The list is in chronological order:
FAVORITE COSTUME MOVIE AND TELEVISION PRODUCTIONS SET DURING CHRISTMAS
1. "Three Godfathers" (1936) - Richard Boleslawski directed this seventh movie adaptation of Peter B. Kyne's 1913 novel about three bank robbers who become godfathers to a newborn child of a dying mother, after robbing a bank in 19th century Arizona. The movie starred Chester Morris, Lewis Stone and Walter Brennan.
2. "The Lion in the Winter" (1968) - Peter O'Toole and Oscar winner Katherine Hepburn starred in this movie adaptation of James Goldman's 1966 Broadway play about the personal and political conflicts of Henry II of England, his wife Eleanor of Aquitaine, their children and guests during Christmas 1183. Directed by Anthony Harvey, the movie co-starred Anthony Hopkins, Timothy Dalton, John Castle and Nigel Terry.
3. "A Christmas Story" (1983) - Melinda Dillon, Darren McGavin, and Peter Billingsley starred in this acclaimed adaptation of Jean Shepherd's 1966 book, "In God We Trust: All Others Pay Cash". Bob Clark directed.
4. "A Christmas Carol" (1984) - George C. Scott starred as Ebenezer Scrooge in this television adaptation of Charles Dickens' 1843 novella. The television movie was directed by Clive Donner.
5. "Hercule Poirot's Christmas" (1994-1995) - David Suchet starred as Hercule Poirot in this television adaptation of Agatha Christie's 1938 novel in which the Belgian detective investigates the murder of a multi-millionaire during the Christmas holiday. Directed by Edward Bennett, Philip Jackson co-starred.
6. "Nero Wolfe - (1.07) "Christmas Party" (2001) - Maury Chaykin and Timothy Hutton starred in this adaptation of Rex Stout's 1957 novella, "The Christmas-Party Murder", about detective Nero Wolfe and his assistant Archie Goodwin's investigation of wealthy furniture designer's murder at a Christmas party. Holly Dale directed.
7. "4.50 From Paddington aka What Mrs. McGillicuddy Saw" (2004) - Geraldine McEwan starred in this television adaptation of Agatha Christie's 1957 novel about Miss Jane Marple's investigation of a murder briefly witnessed by an old friend aboard a train. Directed by Andy Wilson, the television movie co-starred John Hannah, Pam Ferris and David Warner.
8. "The Last Tycoon - (1.06) "A Brady-American Christmas" (2017) - This holiday episode was featured in the television adaptation of F. Scott Fitzgerald's 1941 unfinished novel about 1930s Hollywood. Created by Billy Ray, the television series starred Matt Bomer, Lily Collins and Kelsey Grammer.
9. "The Man Who Invented Christmas" (2017) - Dan Stevens starred as Charles Dickens in this movie adaption of Les Standiford's 2008 book about the author's creation of his 1843 novella, "A Christmas Carol". The movie was directed by Bharat Nalluri.
10. "Victoria" - (2.09) "Comfort and Joy" - This holiday episode aired as finale for Season Two of the ITV series, "VICTORIA", which re-counted Queen Victoria's early years on the throne, between 1837 and 1851. Created by Daisy Goodwin, the series starred Jenna Coleman and Tom Hughes as Queen Victoria and Prince Albert.
Jason Kelce Adorably Introduces Baby Bennett to Eagles Mascot
Jason Kelce and Kylie Kelce Courtesy of Kylie Kelce/Instagram
jason kelsey and wife kylie kelsTheir love for the Philadelphia Eagles runs deep – and they’re passing it on to the next generation.
Jason, 36, stepped out in the Eagles Autism Challenge on Saturday, May 18, which was held at the team’s NFL stadium.
one in TIC Toc Jason can be seen in a video shared by the official Eagles account carry…
“ .. i don’t mind if you’re a fan of biting, but at least give me a warning first, kelce. ”
the laidback comment from the dancer had left kelsey stunned in every sense of word. her mouth, now dripping with blood and brandishing sharpened canines, lulled open before shutting again as she attempted to hold back her laughter.
just a few moments ago, kelsey bennett thought she was done for. after weeks of trying to hide the growing symptoms she had, in a moment of quiet vulnerability between her and esme, kelsey found herself hunched over his lying body. she was dazed, starving, and had a mind so blurred it was only after kelsey was lucid again that she noticed the blood spilling onto esme’s bed.
in front of her, esme was slowly moving her arms to push himself back up, hesitation coating her face as he tried to not put too much pressure on her own shoulder. kelsey gasped and reached to help him up.
“ shit, are you okay, es? i’m so, so sorry— i don’t know what i was thinking, and i’m sorry that’s not a good excuse either, and i still shouldn’t have done it, but— “
“ kelsey.. “ esme used her uninjured arm to push himself up completely, and cupped the gymnast’s face. the choreographer didn’t typically go anywhere without a pair of sunglasses on her, but in that moment, kelsey felt thankful for the sudden change. esme’s calm, caring eyes met kelsey’s nervous and unsure expression, and she felt the panic not yet melt away, but be softly grasped and pushed aside as esme pushed himself closer to kelsey.
“ look, i know we agreed on talking things out more, but i think there are more concerning aspects to what just happened than how you feel emotionally, considering i feel blood running down my arm and could honestly.. throw up at any moment- how about you take me over to the bathroom, real quick?”
The first time I ever heard about Lovell A. “Love” Adams took place when a woman contacted the Yates County History to see if her great-grandfather’s Civil War drum lives in our collection. Through her genealogical research, the woman had come across an article in the March 18, 1942 edition of The Chronicle-Express that reported a Civil War drum belonging to Charles D. Kelsey – her great-grandfather – had been given to the “school museum” by L.A. Adams (later determined to be Lovell), the president of “the board of education” (it turns out the school in question is Middlesex Valley Central School).
Kelsey had apparently given the drum, “which was used all through the war between the states,” to Adams’ father, Alden – “an expert snare drummer himself” – and it had been in the Adams family for more than 70 years. Faded ink on the drumhead discloses the names of the 46 battles in which the drum took part: the Wilderness Campaign, Antietam, Gettysburg, Petersburg, and many others. The connection between Kelsey – who lived for a time in Yates County, where his father died in 1849, but served from Vermont in Company E, 5th Regiment Volunteers and resided in Waverly later in life – and Alden Adams, who was born in Middlesex in 1848, is unclear. Even more unclear is how the Civil War drum went from Middlesex Valley Central School to the Oliver House Museum.
The second time I ever heard about Lovell Adams was when, while looking into our subject files on the town of Middlesex, I came across a newspaper article listing Adams among the honorees for the 14th annual Middlesex Citizen Appreciation Day in 2016. According to his biography in the article, Adams was a businessman whose first venture involved taking over his father’s coal business in the 1890s. He later bought a mill and processed feed, beans, hay, and various produce. He purchased sheep from the western United States, had them shipped to Middlesex by train, and sold the animals locally.
Among Adams’ community-minded pursuits, he gave land for a ballpark and built a stadium in 1932. He was elected to inaugural school board of the Middlesex Valley Central School District, served as its president in 1940, and led the way to purchase uniforms for the school band. He was also a charter member of the local Odd Fellows Lodge and a member of the Citizens Band – in which he played the cornet in various groups and performances. Along with his involvement in the Masonic Lodge, he was serving as president of the school board when he died; Adams was also active in local Republican politics.
Born February 17, 1873 in Middlesex, Adams died exactly one month before his 69th birthday on January 17, 1942, at the age of 68. In the intervening years, the son of Alden Alonzo Adams and Lodema Rackham Adams clearly had a mind both for private enterprise and the public good. His obituary describes him as operating a farm in his early life and later entering into a number of ventures, including being a coal and lumber dealer for more than 40 years and a bean and produce dealer for almost 30 years. With his brother-in-law, Scott S. Bennett, Adams was a partner in the Kendall oil distributor, and he was known as an expert on sheep – having raised and sold the animals for more than 25 years.
At the time of his death – described as coming “after an illness of several months” – Adams was also the owner and manager of the semi-professional baseball team in Middlesex. He was even responsible for building a grandstand at the ballfield. Adams apparently “had a hobby for baseball and … indulged in the pastime to the delight of the residents here … and to make the outfit complete, financed one of the best ball teams in this section,” states an announcement of his death from the Penn Yan Democrat.
“He had spent his life in the community in which he was born,” Adams’ obituary in the Democrat reads, though the man never married nor had any children. “He was interested in every community enterprise and always was first to help launch any project directed toward the betterment of his community. He was known by all as a thoroughly honest man.”
As if jack of all trades were not an apt enough description, The Chronicle-Express of July 27, 1933 colors Adams as a “successful dealer in feed, produce, grain, grapes, coal, lumber, sheep, gas and oil distributor and baseball magnate.” A jack of all trades indeed, Adams seemed to continually expand on his business interests from the turn of the 20th century, when the Yates County Chronicle of November 30, 1904 dubbed him “not only a first-class coal dealer but a good farmer as well” who had recently sold a flock of lambs and a pair of steers.
In 1909, Adams built a storehouse on a corner of his lot near the depot; a later newspaper item indicates his property ran along the Lehigh Valley Railroad, and in fact he was involved in the local railroad interests of the time. The following year, he installed a gasoline engine in his coal elevator, making it “the most complete coal elevator in this section,” according to the Democrat.
In February 1912, Adams had his beanery up and running, but that August he bought William O. Mather’s bean elevator and mill in Middlesex to increase his footprint in this industry. Newspaper advertisements reveal the products of this enterprise – skim milk powder feed, considered a superior option for animals of all types; bread, pastry, and buckwheat flour along with mill feeds, table meal, seed oats, and whole or cracked corner; custom grinding as well as produce of all kinds and animals of all kinds – western yearlings and breeding ewes among them. Newspaper items also reference Adams raising white leghorn fowls and performing farm work such as cutting hay.
His business pursuits continued in the 1920s as Adams entered middle age. In 1921, he purchased a Western Electric lighting plant. The following year, he purchased half interest in a warehouse that he planned to convert to an ice house, and he constructed a shed to house lumber, “a first-class lumber yard,” according to the Rushville Chronicle & Gorham New Age. In 1924, he opened a gasoline and kerosene station; this apparently became a drive-in gas station in 1931. He improved a blacksmith shop opposite his mill property in 1933.
During the year before his death, with his health declining, Adams sold his bean elevator and mill to Sanford C. Emerson. He subsequently sold what The Chronicle-Express called “the Adams homestead farm at Adams Corners” to Howard Mack.
Adams’ community involvement included serving on the committees that established Soldiers & Sailors Memorial Hospital in Penn Yan and the Robert Green Ingersoll Birthplace Museum in Dresden. However, his two greatest achievements may have been helping start the Middlesex Valley League baseball team in the early 1930s and serving on the inaugural Middlesex Valley Central School board of education in the late 1930s.
For the baseball team, Adams built a baseball park with a grandstand on his farm – dubbed Adams Baseball Park in one newspaper item. As the owner and manager, he led the team to the Western New York League pennant in 1937 and the championship over Canandaigua that year. When voters narrowly approved centralization of the school district in 1937 – 446 to 442 – Adams was elected to a five-year term on the board and then chosen president in 1940.
In the year before his death, newspaper reports of his admission into and discharge from hospitals and health clinics, and his convalescence and care at home, are intertwined with reports of his work to procure band suits for the school board. In May 1942, nine months before his death, Adams announced plans to purchase the uniforms, giving $600 of his own money while the board allocated $600 toward the total $1,200 effort. The uniforms arrived in time for the Middlesex Valley band to take part that July in the Yates County War Day program in Penn Yan hosted by the Yates County War Council.
Adams’ community involvement continued even after his death. In 1959, his sister and brother-in-law, Lura and Scott Bennett, donated $10,000 to establish a student loan fund in Adams’ memory. The fund allowed any student attending an institution of higher learning to borrow up to $500, free of interest while the student attended school. No more than $7,000 could be loaned out at one time, while the remaining $3,000 was to be invested. Adams remains an appreciated citizen of Middlesex indeed.