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whereireid · 2 years ago

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SUMMARY: Is it hard being married to the most influential man in America? You most certainly think it is. — Steve Rogers: Captain America, the heart of his nation, the soul of his country. After returning home from a particularly bad day at work, Steve finally snaps, deciding you need re-educating on how to be the perfect housewife.

warnings: dubious consent ! (reader does consent but it can be interpreted otherwise) fingering, oral [m recieving] manhandling, — arguments, swearing, verbal insults, toxic ideas of marriage [nuclear family, gender roles] mentions of post-partum depression.

Some may say a clean home creates a clean mind. Others say, happy wife, happy life. Steve Rogers strives for both of these things.

Because in Steve Rogers' line of work, it's tiresome to return home to a messy house, a dissatisfied wife, and a crying baby. Exhausting is actually probably a better term. Constantly picking up dirty laundry which should've been thrown in the washing machine days beforehand, not managing to eat dinner because there is no dinner prepared for him, having to listen to a screeching baby which pierces his ears and makes his head throb.

It is hard. Steve Rogers has enough to deal with at work, what with saving the world and actually representing the entire nation of America as a whole. And you? His cute little suburban housewife, who he slaves around for at his job just so he can shroud you in bliss and heaven? You just don't seem to get that. You cry and wail over your position as a mother, saying that it’s too much to handle and that the workload is too much.

The fucking workload. By which, you mean doing the dishes and the laundry and occasionally cooking dinner. Meanwhile, Steve will come home from work, after fighting off actual terrorists and criminals, sometimes even aliens, to a home that is so messy it looks like it’s just been broken into. And he’ll try to be rational - argue that it is hard for you because you’re dealing with your son, and that you’re a first-time mom, and that James has inherited his dad’s serum which has made the four-month-old a stupidly advanced little shit. And Steve does admit this - your son is very good at pushing buttons and misbehaving and throwing tantrums, but that’s what kids do. You knew this. But still, he'll try to be rational - because you're perfect in every other way and it must be so hard to manage this, but then also...

...It shouldn’t be that hard to stay on top of things. And then, when Steve will come home and try to rest - when he drops on the sofa tiredly, unable to hold back the temptation to succumb to hours of missed sleep, you’ll call over to him: “Stevie, can you put food in the oven? I forgot," with no apology! - Hell, no genuine sincerity either! Yet, like the good husband he is, he'll do it - no questions asked, and then you'll follow up with, "oh, and stick the washing machine on, please! And maybe the dishwasher too, whilst you’re at it?”

He'll do all of it. He won't even say a word. Won't mutter a complaint. Then you'll both sit in silence as you eat, not even a "oh, how was your day, Steve?" or a kiss on the cheek. Two seperate showers, two separate bedtime routines - the only time the two of you really talk is when you both put James to bed, but then, what? You'll drag yourself to your bedroom, and Steve will put his hands on your bare thighs needily, his cock so hard in his pants it actually hurts, only for to waft him away and say you're tired and need sleep? Only for him to wait until you're breathing softly next to him to go on his phone and look at the photos of you he has saved when you're bare and naked, sultry and ready for him?

God, what has happened to him? Is this what fatherhood is?

Steve can deal with all of this. He thinks you're depressed - he's pretty sure of it, actually. Post-partum depression is what they call it. He's asked you to see a doctor - no, has begged you to, but to no avail. So he sits and watches as you cry and stress, soothing you at every possible opportunity, only to have his head bit off for doing so.

Today has been rough. So rough that Steve’s actually pondered whether coming home would be more beneficial to him than drinking his sorrows away at a bar, despite the unbelievable curse that he can’t get drunk. He decides the former – you might need him, and he's hoping that you're going to put a pip in his step. There's no-one he needs more when he's down than you. And he's sure it will be fine, because a happy wife allows for a happy life!

Right?

Wrong. Steve pinches the bridge of his nose and lets out an exasperated sigh as he gazes over his living room. It is a state, and he's wondering how it looks exactly like an actual bomb has gone off. No. It looks worse - there’s shit everywhere. Toys and baby clothes and an open pack of clean diapers lay scattered around the living room floor, and he’s almost certain there’s apple sauce on the white rug that he spent $5,000 fucking dollars on.

“Sweetheart, what is this?” It genuinely feels like Steve’s heart is about to be pulled out of his chest. Like someone’s actually ripping their hands into him and scratching away at his heart like a deranged psychopath. Is disappointed even the word? Is angry better? “What the hell is on this rug?”

When you appear from the kitchen, running out wildly, hand movements frantic in concern, Steve genuinely winces. You look a mess - exhausted, worrisome, and on the brink of collapse. When Steve always pictured coming home to you as his housewife, he’ll be honest, he never imagined this. “On the rug?” You wheeze, cursing softly as you graze a wet rag over the applesauce stain. “I have no idea. It isn’t - shit - it isn’t coming off.”

“It looks like applesauce. It - it doesn't matter,” Steve reassures, wrapping his hands around your shoulders. When you ignore him, rubbing harder at the stain, he repeats, “doll. It doesn’t matter. I’ll just - I’ll go and buy a new one.”

“No, Steve. We can’t afford a new one right now. I have to get this out.”

“What do you mean, we can’t afford one right now? Of course we can - just - Jesus, doll, stop it!”

The sudden reminder that Steve is much, much stronger than you suffocates you in a wave when he lifts you up by the underneath of your arms. You wail pathetically, defeatedly, dropping the damp rag on the rug, admitting that attempting to salvage it is a lost cause.

Silence prods at the air. When Steve finally lets go of you, he puts his hands on his hips and sniffs slightly. How the hell has he let this happen?

“Is dinner almost ready?” his voice sounds hoarse as he speaks, and he genuinely feels like he could cry when you answer,

“No.”

“Right. Okay.” A shaky breath slips past Steve’s lips, and his shaking hands find their way into your hair. He rubs your scalp softly, caringly, as one does to their partner if they’ve had a bad day - though he’s almost certain that his had been worse. “Is dinner even prepped, doll?”

When you shake your head in response, Steve shuts his eyes. He shuts them so hard he sees stars and he tries to wash away the frustration that threatens to bubble over like a tsunami wave. It’s impossible to hold back the annoyed sigh that slips past his lips, though - it’s so dramatically loud that your head snaps up, the corner of your eyes pricking with fresh tears.

“What?”

“Nothing.” He shrugs your concern away, peppering a gentle kiss on your head, hoping that you won't press on.

Of course, though, you do.

“What, Steve?”

“I haven’t said anything, doll.” He shakes shoulders slightly, trying to brush away the anger which flickers throughout his body.

Steve hates this. Despises how you gaze up at him with such ferocity - such anger, like he’s actually done something wrong. Your brows furrow together sharply, and you mutter, “you didn’t have to. Something is clearly bothering you.”

“Okay." Steve nods carefully, not wanting to overstep, not wanting to make you more frustrated than you are. "You’re right. Something... Something is bothering me.”

You huff from beneath him. Your cheeks flush a shade darker in frustration, and he can hear how your little heartbeat begins to quicken in your chest. You have the audacity to be frustrated right now? After this is what he comes home to?

Of course, you do. Because you've had a hard day. But his has definitely been fucking worse.

And his patience is running indefinitely thin.

“Yeah, and what is bothering you, Steve? Because I can’t do anything about it if you’re always going to go fucking radio-silent on me.”

Steve’s jaw twitches. He hates it when dames swear. Especially when that dame is you. “I’ve had a bad day at work, sweetheart. I really think it’s best we don’t do this today,” he warns sweetly, his hands coming to grip your shoulders reassuringly. You shrug off his touch, and Steve glares at you intensely. “Give it a rest, doll, please.”

“Me, give it a rest? You’re the one huffing and puffing like you’re the big bad wolf all of a sudden. Like you’ve had such a terrible day sitting around filling out paperwork whilst I’ve had to deal with your son-“

“Our son,” he corrects quickly, jaw clenched as he reaches out to grip your cheeks. “I really hope you’re not going to keep rambling on. It’s not going to go well for you if you do.”

Steve thinks his warning is enough for you to back down. You’ve defied him in the past. You’ve had a fiery attitude that has almost burnt ablaze before, and Steve blew it out as though it were a candlelight. You know what he’s capable of when he’s angry - know when you’re pushing his buttons too much.

"There's no point. If I do, you won't listen to me anyway."

"I do listen."

"You don't." Your voice strains slightly as you cross your arms over your chest, looking up at your husband, blissfully unaware of just how quickly he's tiring of this conversation. "If you listened you'd be here a little bit more rather than at work all of the time."

"I can't exactly take a vacation from saving the world, doll. Just - let's just drop this, okay? I don't want to get into this anymore. You're not going to like where this goes."

"Of course, you don't want to get into it! You never do."

Your little hands waft at Steve's chest, flapping at him softly. And he tries to keep his cool as you rant - he really does, but he is so tired and he's had just such an awful day that he can't help it. When did you both discuss the boundaries of your relationship, again? Four years ago now, Steve's sure of it. And he hasn't had to be harsh with you in years - hasn't really had the heart to be mean to you at all, in fact...

... but when you're acting like this, he thinks he needs to blow out that annoying, fiery spark you're blazing.

"Jesus fucking Christ, doll, you really don't know how to shut the hell up, do you? You think Bucky or Sam would let you run your mouth like this?" Steve seethes suddenly, his body pressing against yours. It happens in one quick motion - first of all you're standing below him, pressing your finger into his chest and complaining about his working hours, and the next you're thrown over his lap, thrashing around like a bird, trying to slip out of his touch.

It just so happens that Steve is so, so much stronger than you. And he hasn't been this hard in weeks - God, he hasn't touched you this much in weeks, you've both been so... busy. Perhaps that's why you're acting up - perhaps he just needs to show you your place again as his subordinate and your flame will dull, smothered by his love.

"Get off of me, Steve! Get off!" You wail awkwardly as Steve pushes the band of your sweatpants past your ass. It makes your body flood with warmth as his fingers skim against your panties gently, the touch sending shockwaves throughout your body.

"You've been so wrapped up in this make-shift hell of yours that you've forgotten about the most important thing in your life," Steve says, pinching the inside of your thighs, making you squeak. "Me. Remind me, again, doll - what is a wife's duty?"

You flinch as he brings a hand up to smooth down your hair. It feels like you're a newlywed again and you've just burnt the lasagna after Steve's had an excruciating day training rookies at the Avengers Tower. When was the last time you had been punished?

Gosh, you couldn't even remember. You'd been so good. So obedient - the perfect little housewife, which Steve had molded you into carefully. When was the last time you greeted him with a kiss on the cheek? When was the last time you'd sunk to your knees after he'd had a bad day and served him like a good wife should? You'd grown too comfortable in defying him - grown too oblivious to who he actually is.

He's Captain America. He's your husband. He's the most important man in your life - right next to James.

And you'd been neglecting him.

"What is a wife's duty?" He repeats cooly, his tone like ice. It makes you feel frostbit - warm but numb at the same time.

"To take care of the home."

"And?"

"... to serve her husband?"

Steve sighs, exasperated. He pinches your thigh again, to which you grumble in discontent. "So you do know. You just choose to forget, day in and day out."

Steven Grant Rogers is a nice man. The best man you could've ever asked for. Charming, doting - forever showering you with compliments and extravagant gifts. He has never expected anything of you, except your complete and utter submission to him. Stege has only ever wanted you to be a loving, doting partner to him, to which he vowed to be the same.

"I haven’t… chosen to forget," you try to justify, a broken mewl slipping past your lips as Steve's fingers run up and down your clothed pussy. "It's just - it's been hard, with James, and everything."

“And you think it’s been easy for me? Easy coming home to a messy home and an upset wife?” Steve asks, pushing the band of your panties aside. A soft gasp passes your lips as he pushes one digit into you, and warmth succumbs your body in response. “I’ve only expected one thing from you, sweetheart. I think you need to learn how to please me again.”

You should learn. You need to - need to be re-educated on how to be his perfect wife. Again. Steve’s eyes rake over the living room once again, and he tuts, sliding another finger inside of you. It’s heavenly how your body arches - how your skin pricks with goosebumps as he slowly moves his fingers in a ‘come forth’ motion, as you mewl beneath him - every bit of fight pooling out of you, the light from your fire beginning to flicker out.

“A good wife never neglects her husband." Steve’s voice is cool, and your eyes flutter shut in response. He hasn’t made you feel like this in so long - you’ve practically been celibate, and the feeling of his fingers pressing lovingly on that little spongy spot inside of your pussy makes your knees feel weak. Your stomach grows warm with lust and your pussy slick with arousal when Steve’s other hand grips your ass harshly. “Or have you forgotten that?”

“Never. I’d - ah - I’d never forget that."

"Then why haven't you been taking care of me, doll?" He coos, so sickly-sweet it makes your stomach churn.

God, he takes care of you so good, and here you are neglecting him. Warmth pools at the bottom of your stomach and you begin to feel hot flashes throughout your bodies as he keeps curling his fingers inside of you - the sound of your slick bouncing off of the living room walls.

"I've been trying," you whine pitifully, shuffling as he speeds his fingers up, caressing you just perfectly. Just how you like it.

"Trying, huh?" And just as you're about to cum, he stops. "Trying isn't good enough."

"Steve!"

The blond stares down at you with a painfully unreadable expression. His face is so blank it actually sends shivers throughout you, and he taps the side of your cheek softly. "You know what to do when you've been bad, don't you?"

Steve's voice is an octave lower. Subtle fear pricks at the back of your head as you nuzzle your head in his crotch - embarrassed at the feeling of his bulge pressing against you. He's just as desperate as you for this - maybe more, but he's not going to let you go down without apologising to him first.

In his eyes, you've put him through hell. Unhappy wife, unhappy life.

You remove his cock from his boxers swiftly. You pout at the sight of it - thick angry and red - before licking a soft stripe up his tip. Steve's length is so pretty - complimentary to the man himself. Slick with his own precum, you hum, wondering how you ever went so long without it. But before you could even think, even comprehend how you went without such luxury for so long, Steve's big hand wraps around the back of your head and forces you down onto his cock.

To begin with, you thrash and gag. Steve is huge and he's always taken some time to get well-adjusted to, and your throat is nowhere near wet enough to take him all in... yet, but he doesn't care. Steve's tired of waiting - he's practically huffing as he pushes your head up and down using one of his hands, grunting as your throat tightens around his cock. He wishes you were kneeling in front of him so he could see your teary eyes, and he knows they're teary because you sob like a baby when he uses you like this.

It's hsi right to do that, though. He's your husband, your saviour - quite literally your Prince Charming. He's been so good to you, so patient, and so accepting of your need for time and adjustment, because James is quite literally a whirlwind. But he's also tired - he's Captain America, America's Saviour, and a father to one.

He just needs some relief. He just needs his cock sucked.

So, yeah, no more teasing - no more thrashing, either, Steve decides as he holds your body in place and opts to thrust up into your mouth. And it's a much better choice, gives him easier access, and you gasp against him as he thrusts his hips up into you, a drawly groan climbing from his throat as he does so. Your mouth is so, so, so fucking wet and your lips wrap perfectly around his cock. The only thing that can make this better is if - "oh Jesus Christ," Steve grumbles, - is if you move your tongue in time with his thrusts which you do!

It's like clockwork with Steve. After being with him for almost half a decade you know him so well that you know what he likes. Knows exactly what gets his cock to twitch. Your tongue runs over his veins and his cock begins to throb inside your mouth, his fingers curling in your hair.

"This is how a good wife treats her husband," Steve tells you, his teeth grinding together as he comes undone in your mouth. His cum paints your tongue beautifully, and you swallow the salty mixture eagerly.

As he pulls out of your mouth - making sure to smack his cock against your tongue a few times, he looks around the living room again. All feelings of anger has washed away, his cock is still hard and leaking against your mouth as he goes to reach for his phone, but as he does, you stop him.

"Hey! What about me?"

It's funny. Hilarious, actually, how you think your pretty little pout and teary eyes and high-pitched, whiny voice will entice him to give you a reward. But good girls get rewards, not bad ones - and you haven't really been good, have you?

"What do you mean, 'what about me'? You've had what you deserve."

"What?" His words feel like a smack in the face, and you cling to his plain white shirt pathetically. "You haven't let me cum yet, Steve, that's not fair."

It makes you feel embarrassed when he laughs at you. You shrink into yourself slightly, looking up at him with big doe-eyes. When you don't get it, Steve coos slightly, brushing a curl from your face. "Oh, my pretty little girl, you don't get it, do you?" And when you shake your head, Steve mumbles, "what is your duty as a wife?"

"To - to serve you, which I've done!"

"Yes, you have, doll. Incredibly well. What else?" He places a soft kiss on your head, lovingly, and you lull at the contact.

"To... to clean the home, and make sure it's cared for."

"And is it?" He says plainly. "No, it's - it's a shit-hole, honey, I can't sugar-coat it anymore. Your job as a housewife is to clean it up. Do you really think it's fair for me to get home from work and be forced to do this as well when this is your job? I've done my part."

When you think it over - well, no, it isn't really fair, because Steve works like a dog - slaves away for America and for you to have the life you've always dreamed of, and you've been... excepting him to clean up after your mess.

You feel slightly... shameful.

Steve reaches over to pinch your thigh again. "I promise though, doll, as soon as you're done cleaning this all up, I'll take you however you want to be taken."

You can't help the rush of excitement pool in your lower-belly. Steve swears he's never seen you get up so quick - you don't even bother putting your sweatpants back on, abandoning them completely and rushing around like a complete fool.

He watches you, content.

This is what life is supposed to be like.

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veritas-scribblings · 5 months ago

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lawyer - @jegulus-microfic - words: 784

The room is dark and cold. Grey concrete walls. Threadbare carpeting that may have once been white. The rug beneath his feet is worn where the table rests and the fluorescent lights are above are filled with dirt and dust and flicker sporadically.

James Potter sits opposite Regulus, hands folded atop the sheets of paper and photographs spread out on the table between them. There are parts of James that haven’t changed since school. His glasses still have thin squarish frames and sit a little bit too low on his nose, as they used to. His hair is still messy, flicked up at the back, as though it has never occurred to him to brush or style it. He still has that crooked, lop-sided grin. The same grin he used to give Regulus across the Great Hall. Across the soccer field. In the hallway between classes.

In the back of the Library where Regulus would tug him behind shelves no one ever visited, and they would steal a kiss. Quickly, so no one would see.

But now, however many years later (five years, but who is counting), there’s something more weathered and solemn about James that says the world has started to wear him down. That the boyish, youthful optimism he used to have about himself has been dimmed ever-so-slightly.

‘You were there,’ James says.

‘I saw them,’ Regulus says, his voice tight and strained because the words are fighting against leaving his lips. ‘That night my brother ran away. I saw them, what they said to him, what they wanted him to do. To be. I was young, then. I couldn’t protect him then, because I was weak. But now…’

He had promised to stay quiet. To carry on as if it never happened. But he needs to say it. He needs to speak his truth. Needs James to know. Needs James to see him as he really is, complete with the darkness and the fractures and the wounds and the scars.

All the things that James had, once upon a time, pretended weren’t there or pretended he could wash away, heal with kindness.

Barty will be broken, Regulus knows. But Regulus will say it anyway.

‘My father kept a gun in his office,’ Regulus says. He sounds distant even to himself, like he is submerged beneath water and the surface is far, far away.

‘…so you had to retrieve it.’ Through the water that is the world, James stares at Regulus as though he is trying to communicate something with only his eyes. ‘For self-defence. Because you were frightened for your life. You were in imminent danger.’

‘I just wanted it to stop. I didn’t want to live like that anymore. Sirius got out, but—’ Regulus looks down at his hands, where he is picking at the skin around his nails. ’You have to understand about our family, that we’re a closed institution. A god-damned cult. They keep such a tight hold on all of us and I just—-I didn’t want to belong to anyone anymore. They wanted to sell me so I could be a breeding machine. A fucking human incubator. I didn’t, I wouldn’t let myself be owned anymore. I needed out.’

’So you were scared. You thought that you were in danger, right, Regulus? You needed to protect yourself. They would have killed you.’

‘They always thought I was weaker than Sirius. Loyal. That I don’t have a mind of my own.’ Above, the lights flicker and Regulus thinks that maybe he can hear them hum, feel it in his teeth, under his skin. Their sound a constant low-level vibration in the air. ‘I took the gun. Found them in the drawing room. He laughed at me, my father, and tried to make me give it to him…’

‘…so he came at you then, right, and you were scared,’ James leans across the table. ‘Come on, Regulus. He threatened your life. He didn’t give you any other choice.’

Regulus at the hands James has laid on his own. At James, who is watching him beseechingly. Regulus remembers loving those hands, which were always a little bit coarse because of the sports James would play. He remembers loving James, who had always thought that Regulus was more, was worth more, than he ever truly was.

‘You were scared,’ James repeats. ‘They threatened your life. You had to protect yourself.’

Regulus is scared now. He’s scared and he isn’t, because it’s all out of his hands, now. It’s out of his hands and it’s in James’s, those hands that Regulus remembers holding and loving. Four long years ago.

‘They threatened my life,’ Regulus whispers. ‘I didn’t have any other choice.’

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queeniecook · 11 months ago

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The Grant Legacy - Generation 2 - The Second Act - Part 1

It has been four months since Este was born. It is now October and there have been some happenings in the lives of Vera, her family, friends and enemies.

The Grant-Vatore Household- Hendford-on-Bagley

Este is now four months old. Caleb has quit his job at the graveyard to be a full-time stay at home Dad. He doesn't want to miss a precious second of his little girl growing up. Vera has started back, part-time, at the Vet Clinic with Zoe Frenz handling a lot of the day to day operations. It's been a bit rough for Vera to be away from her daughter but Caleb makes sure to take Este to visit Mommy on a regular basis when Vera is at the clinic.

Josie did indeed get to meet Este. This is Josie hanging out with Este shortly before Josie crossed the rainbow bridge in her sleep at the very end of September. The whole family misses her terribly, especially Vera. She and Josie had been together for many years.

Lucky also misses her furry pal and has been feeling a bit down with no one to play with. She's grown close to Este, rarely leaving the infants side when she is home. Vera is having a hard time with the idea of finding another cat to take into their family. Caleb has suggested maybe a puppy for Lucky to play with instead. Vera is torn because she's always had a feline around since the moment she entered the world.

Otherwise, things are going well for Vera and her family. They haven't heard a peep out of James since before Este was born, which they find odd but maybe he's gotten bored and moved on?

The Grant Household - Sulani

AJ has grown into a child and it's turning out to be quite the responsible young man. Mew Mew is still his constant companion when AJ is at home, despite turning into an elder kitty. Apollo enjoys helping his son with his homework when he's not at his job as a Cog in the Machine in the Engineer career.

Naya does her best to try to help AJ with his school work as well, but she's become very busy with her career. She's made it to Ensemble Author in the Style Influencer Career. Being a bit older than Apollo, Naya feels like she only has so much time left to make her mark in the fashion industry before she's considered "washed up". It's led to a few issues between the high school sweethearts as Apollo feels Naya's career is taking up time she should be spending with her family. Naya feels Apollo don't understand her viewpoint because he's fine if he never advances in his career. He's just happy being able use his love of science at work and help provide for his family.

The Zhu/Volkov Household - Moonwood Mill

Once AJ became older, Lily decided that although she loves AJ it was time for her to return to Moonwood Mill and to her pack. She still visits AJ when she gets the chance to. She also keeps in touch with Caleb and his family, along with Lilith. They have all made progress in their relationships with one another though they may never be as close as they once all were.

Another development in Lily's life is love. She never thought it would happen at her age but Kristopher declared his love for her once she returned. She has always had feelings for him since she met him all those years ago and he helped her find who she's really meant to be. Kristopher's adopted son Jacob is thrilled that his Dad has finally found someone, especially since it's Lily, who has always been a mother figure to him. Rory, Kristopher's adopted daughter, acts like she could care less.

The Vatore Household - Forgotten Hollow

Despite Lilith's infidelity with Vladislaus Straud, Jackson has chosen to forgive his maker when he saw that she had nothing to do with the Count once Lilith came clean to him. She even went as far as to have Dakota Laws place a spell on the Vatore estate grounds so Count Straud can't step foot on the property, let alone slither into Lilith's bed. The vampire duo have reunited and are trying to make things work between them. Jackson has even started working again as a writer's assistant. He's made great strides in controlling his blood lust thanks to Lilith and his friendship with Lurch.

Lilith is glad that Jackson has forgiven her and thrilled to have not only a new niece in her life but contact with a cousin she thought was lost to her forever, Lily. Yet still there's a ache in her non beating heart that thinks of a certain pipe organ playing vampire that lives across town.

Nacho is living in the lap of luxury for him, considering he came from the streets. Lilith spoils him rotten, buying him whatever his furry little heart desires whether it's tuna fish or crab. Jackson has also started warming up more to him and Nacho enjoys the scratches the male vampire gives him when Jackson returns home from a day of work.

The Lewis Household - Brindleton Bay

August and Aubree got quite the surprise when Aubree when into labor in September.

Twins! Little Edgar Allan and Emily, named after two of Aubree's favorite poets. The couple was obviously shocked. Little Emily had hidden behind her brother everytime Aubree went to have an ultrasound done. To say the couple wasn't prepared would be a accurate statement. Caleb helped them out by rushing to buy an extra set of everything in the nursery.

August has cut down some of his hours of work as a Mailroom Technician at Landgraab Industries, while Aubree is about to return from maternity leave to her Editor in Chief job. Given they have not only the twins but their dog Thor and their cat Bette Davis to feed, they can't afford not to work. They are considering hiring a Nanny to help take care of the twins.

The Laws/Ambrose/Gates Household - Brindleton Bay

Jillian is five months along with her and Dakota's first child. Jillian still has her job at the local bookstore while Dakota has just been promoted to a Private Fourt Class in the Army. In an attempt to save some money, they approached Joey with the idea of moving into a smaller home. He agreed and so they moved across town. Joey still has his own room, which Annabel Lee has also claimed as hers while Jillian and Dakota now share a room. The third bedroom in the house has been turned into a nursery. While Jillian was scared at first to be pregnant so early in her relationship with Dakota, now she's excited. Dakota is as well, he never misses a Doctor's appointment and hopes he can make it to all of them as work allows. Their relationship is doing well and they feel it's growing stronger each day.

Dakota hasn't give up his quest to find out where in the world Thaddeus Laws is, especially now that he's going to be a father, but the trail has run cold. Dakota knows his so called Father is alive but Thaddeus certainly doesn't want to be found it seems.

Joey is now an Medical Assistant and is happy that he gets to work with Doctor Annalise Blake. Despite her being a vampire, she has a lot of medical knowledge and is a pleasant being to be around. He's grown very close to the families' cat, Annabel Lee. He swears she understands everything he's saying to her. He's always heard most cats do whatever they want but if he tells her to go eat her food or don't jump on the stove, it's hot. The cat actually listens to him.

Sadly Joey hasn't had much luck in his love life. He's gone on a few random dates here and there but none of it has turned into anything more. He's starting to wonder if he just isn't meant to be with someone.

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Yandere lessons (for the hunters)

So you wanna find yourself a wild lover? Well here are a few steps to make sure you got yourself a wild card of a red flag and how to avoid love them

Step 1: analyze your lover,friend,colleague,ect before making assumptions they usually make eye contact and start blushing some don’t but others can be easily swayed by your “beauty”

EX: your name is jasmine and your best friend James came to hang out but after a long conversation with him you see him leave with nothing but once you get out of the shower and find one of your panties gone you start to question if you lost it in the washing machine because your a fucking IDIOT lovable person for your friend James

*ahem* where was I?

Step 2: start hanging out with the opposite sex with your friend,lover,colleague,ect because it will make them jealous some will show it right away from their tone others will “ignore” it and pretend that it’s just you and only Y.O.U

EX: Jasmine and James run into jasmine’s colleague bob and man is bob the flirty type James suggested that you should go find a place to watch the movie you both were talking about as he wants to have a small chat with bob because he wants to know about him obviously you agree and let bob DIE IN THE FUCKING DITCH LIKE OH MY GOSH CAN YOU NOT SEE IT Let James make a new best friend that who just spent all their energy on falling asleep in a dumpster oh silly bob

Step 3: look around their bedroom to find any pictures that may or may not be about you as sometimes it’s family pictures you might also find some evidence for their next victim but that is a low chance as they know the best hiding spots to put you when they find out that you know where the bodies are and why they did it

EX: jasmine found out that James has killed men who “tormented” and “abused” her because she is beautiful and they want to have a taste of her THEY LOVE HER AND YET SHE IGNORES EVERY SINGLE CALL AND NEVER SPEAKS TO JAMES so jasmine is forced to date James for the rest of her life and learn to love and respect her.new.lover

- j@$m1N3

Damn baby. You got issues.

Hope Bob dies!!

#yandere #asks #tw yandere

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I am not feeling good this evening. I didn't even have a terribly active day. I just feel bad. I am excited to go to sleep. And I hope it makes me feel better. Right now it doesn't feel like anything is going to make me feel better.

I slept alright last night. I woke up at 715. I got dressed. James made me breakfast and gave me lots of hugs. And then we were off.

It was chilly out today. I wore my sweatshirt all day. I did have an outfit under it but no one ever knew that. I was just cozy.

On my way to camp Heather texted to ask if anyone knew where the HDMI cord was. I knew I had one in the art building so as soon as I got to camp I went and got that.

I parked at the office and some people were a little lost that were there for the retreat. So I have some directions and then after dropping off my bags I asked the cord over.

It felt so lovely out. I just want it to be consistently fall. It makes me not feel as bad. Good even!

I dropped off the cord and the woman was very grateful for it. And I just asked her to return it to the office when they were done. No rush.

I went back to the office and no one would be in for a while. So I spent time fixing my new dress. The orange striped on I wore last week. James washed it and for some reason the straps fell apart in the dryer. It took me a while to blanket stitch them up but they seem fine now. Well see how they hold up. I may still go over then with the sewing machine but I'm not to concerned.

While I was working on that Heather got in. And soon Elizabeth and Sarah too. We were scheduled to have a meeting at 10 to go over summer. And after Alexi got in and got settled we would jump into that. Around 1030.

And that was our day. We were in this meeting until 4! We didnt even take a real lunch break. This meeting went so long that my laptop died.

But it was a really productive meeting. We went over so much of this summer. What went well. What didnt. The schedule. The new programs. Then concerns about some of the training aspects and things people were doing or saying. We had a really long conversation about work ethic and how people were saying they weren't paid enough to do stuff. And like we can joke about that but you still have to do your job. It was a really long and through conversation. But the problem really is that we can't solve everything. We can't train for everything. If people just won't do stuff, we can't make them, and so they shouldn't be here. But we also struggle to get enough staff.

And like I don't want to say it but I think that means we need less campers. We are so much bigger than when Heather and Alexi were councilors. And like it sucks. We want all the kids who want to come to be able to come. But maybe we just can't. It's not a pleasant conversation to have at all. But if we can't get the staff, I don't know how we can keep having 300 kids a week.

We took a few minutes to get food but we worked straight through. Taking notes and coming up with ideas. My back was starting to hurt from sitting on the bench. And then my laptop died. I had been trying very hard to remain focused. I was also scrolling looking at food pictures on Pinterest. I made a board for me and James for some meal ideas. And looked at our baby registry a little. But mostly it was just focusing on the meeting best I could.

But I was glad we were done at 4. We decided to save a few things that we knew would be larger conversations. The SSC program and the YLP program specifically. That will be its own meeting.

I was glad to be done. I was glad it was a day where we were very occupied but I was beat. And I wanted a lasagna.

I would let James know that's what I wanted. And would stop at the grocery store to get the pieces for that. I got the oven ready lasagna sheets and cheeses and spinach and sauce. And went home.

James beat me back here. I got stuck behind a bus for a while. But I got right to assembling my lasagna. I was not feeling good. So James would keep an eye on my food in the oven while I laid down.

They brought me the lasagna right before they left for the baseball game. Which apparently has been a pretty terrible game. But I still hope they are having fun with their friend.

I had two servings of lasagna. I put my new calico critter seals in the doll house. I looked at my teddy bear patient for a plan to fix him up. I don't have the right color embroidery thread for their eyes so I'll have to figure that out. Probably tomorrow.

I would also put away some stuff in the guest room. And start looking at my insane number if sweaters to think about organizing and getting rid of. Which is incredibly hard. And once I got them out I got overwhelmed and stopped.

Instead I moved some stuff to the baby room. Put stuff away in our bedroom. And took a shower.

And now I'm in bed. I had a horrible headache and a tummy ache. And I hope James comes home soon. I am just so tired and I feel so uncomfortable. I really hope that I can just sleep this off and be okay.

I hope you all have a good night. I love you all very much. Sleep well. Until tomorrow!

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I also need to clear some stuff about boycotting again.

So whats boycotting?

withdraw from commercial or social relations with (a country, organization, or person) as a form of protest.

Why do we boycott certain things?

Let's take this Israel-Palestine conflict for example. In this one sided war, many nations, celebrities, famous brands are in support of Israel. This is not just saying "I stand beside Israel". They have a huge huge impact of this genocide.

***Many nations who support Israel are helping them in international congress. United Nation is helpless because the USA is in support of Israel. Those nations help with military support and supply war machines.

***useless celebrities, when they write a long post on social media sugar coating Israel may brain wash thousands. We all look upto celebrities right? There's been many proffs that Israel has been paying many celebrities to support them.

***famous brands: whether clothe brand of food brand, they have been supplying their product to Israel and of course they are being commissioned. For example Starbucks.

Now, why do we boycott?

Since boycotting is a form of protest, if you unfollow a certain celebrity or stop buying from a certain store they'd be forced not to support the wrong party. If they don't already support the right side, we might as well need to force it down their throat.

NOTE: IM NOT SPREADING HATRED TOWARDS ANY PARTICULAR NATION, CELEBRITY OR BRAND ( heck I am). BOYCOTTING DOESNT MEAN YOU HAVE TO HATE THEM. IGNORE THEY EXIST FOR A LITTLE WHILE AND THEYLL COME AROUND.

Again. Dont boycott someone who didn't do anything. You should be sure about that person of brand being absolutely d***. So here's a list I made to help you guys out. It will work if we stand our ground.

Products:

Hp. Siemens. AXA( insurance) Puma. SodaStream. Ahava. Sabra. McDonalds. Apple. American eagle.

Celebrities (I'm sure half of them don't even know the full story, now they will)

Gal gadot. Dwayne johnson. Sonam kapoor. Kangana ranaut. Natalia portman. Arnold Schwarzenegger. Courtney cox. Justin beiber. Josh gad. Florence pugh. Liev Schreiber. Katy perry. Mark ruffalo. Jerry Seinfeld. LeBron james. Tom brady. U2. Guy oseary. Amy Schumer. Barbra Streisand. Amar’e Stoudemire. Sarah Silverman. Bar Refaeli. Ronen Rubinstein. Madonna. Floyd Mayweather. Andy cohen. Jamie lee. Debra messing. Sarah silverman. Kris jenner. Mindy kaling. Meghan McCain and many more

Nations: well you know them. I dont need to say it

#basic human rights #humanization #save palestine #save the children #save humanity #islamic #israel #palestine #islam #welcome to islam #gaza genocide #free gaza #gaza strip #gaza

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welcome to earth 394, riri willams & james buchanan barnes!

« imani lewis, twenty one, she/her, iron heart » ∙∙ loading case file for riri williams. known aliases, if any: ironheart. current location: new york, new york. current occupation: m.i.t. student she has been known to be daring and impulsive, so proceed with caution. their current alliance: civilian. (kris, they/them)

« sebastian stan, twenty nine, he/him, captain america » ∙∙ loading case file for bucky barnes known aliases, if any: the winter solider. current location: new york, new york. current occupation: assassins / spy. he has been known to be resilient and ruthless, so proceed with caution. their current alliance: villain. (kris, they/them)

short bio: Life hasn't always been easy. Being intelligent sometimes made it difficult to make friends but that's never stopped Riri from making the best of what she has. She attends M.I.T on a scholarship and has always had big plans and while M.I.T has many opportunities to offer, Riri has made her way to New York as a means to find something more that she feels is missing.

short bio: For years, Bucky Barnes was believed to be dead having fought in WWII. However, after being found by HYDRA, he might as well be. A shell of a man he once was, brain washed and experimented on, Bucky Barnes has become a perfect killing machine. Brief moments of clarity sometimes break through but they leave as quickly as they come. He will not hesitate to kill and execute whatever mission is given to him which may be what leads him to New York now.

#394accepted

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I recommend Dead Collections by Isaac Fellman (vampires, romance, archives, thinking back on media that made you who you are now) and The Liars Dictionary by Pip Williams (split perspective - one in the past and one in the present both working in the same building, very fascinating use of language, confusing but i can’t stop thinking about it)

I’m pretty sure you’ve read lauren james’ books but if you haven’t, they’re very good!! harriet stoker is my favourite.

also while i’m here I just wanted to let you know that I read all four raven crew books this year, mostly so I can understand your posts about them. happy to report that I still don’t understand much of it <3 had a good time though

i read dead collections last year and i really enjoyed it!! also i love a good confusing book so i will be checking that one out thank you<3

horrified to admit i've only ever read one of lauren james' stories (an unauthorised fan treatise). ive literally been meaning to read harriet stoker since it was released and i never got to it im on my way IM SORRY MS JAMES IM SO SORRY

im glad you enjoyed trc and im sorry you still dont get it. may i suggest you read the dreamer triology? that's the series that inspired me and many others to put declan lynch in the washing machine with our socks and then hang him to dry on a clothesline, two clothes pegs in the shoulders of his suit jacket, watching as a gentle breeze makes him wave in the wind. also it's a very solid sequel series to trc i think which explores the dreaming element a lot more and adds a fun new perspective to the earlier books :)

#anonymous #answered asks #tbr

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Peerless Motor Company Plant No. 1 (Carling Brewing Company Building) site

9400 Quincy Ave.

Cleveland, OH

The Peerless Motor Company Plant No. 1, also known as the Carling Brewing Company Building was located at Quincy Avenue and 93, in Cleveland, Cuyahoga County, Ohio. The Peerless Motor Car Company was an American automobile manufacturer noted for its luxury automobiles that produced the Peerless brand of motorcars in Cleveland, Ohio, from 1900 to 1931. One of the "Three Ps" – Packard, Peerless, and Pierce-Arrow – the company was known for building high-quality luxury automobiles. Peerless popularized a number of vehicle innovations that later became standard equipment, including drum brakes and the first enclosed-body production cars.

Established in Cleveland in 1889 as the Peerless Wringer & Mfg. Co., located on the city's east side at 43 Lisbon Street at the junction of the Cleveland & Pittsburgh and the New York, Chicago & St. Louis railroads, by 1892 it had become the Peerless Mfg. Co. Originally a producer of washing-machine wringers, Peerless moved to 2654 Lisbon St. in 1895 and began making bicycles in the late 1890s. Peerless Motors began manufacturing automobiles in Cleveland in 1900 while using De Dion-Bouton engines under license from the French company. The company was manufacturing automobiles and parts in 1901 and was renamed the Peerless Motor Car Co. two years later. The company's factory, built in 1906 at 9400 Quincy Ave., was designed by Architect J. Milton Dyer.

A single V16-engined 1931 Peerless was finished in June 1931, the last Peerless ever produced. Although President James A. Bohannon tried to save the firm, Peerless was unable to survive the Depression, and the last Cleveland-based company to build automobiles in the city closed in 1931. Thus, Peerless went defunct in 1931 and remained an idle business until the end of Prohibition in 1933 allowed the manufacture of alcohol. After a careful study of the Depression-era market, Bohannon organized a brewing company in 1933 and operated it in the old Peerless factory. Peerless then became Peerless Corp. Brewers, revamped its factory, and gained a license to brew beer under the Carling Black Label and Red Cap ale brands from the Brewing Corporation of Canada. The building on Quincy Ave. was listed with the National Register of Historic Places on May 29, 1975, but was subsequently demolished.

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fadedstarsfms · 4 months ago

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Amelia Estrada Intro

★ IN CHARACTER ★

FULL NAME: Amelia Estrada SPECIES: Werewolf AGE: 35 DATE OF BIRTH: April 12, 1989 GENDER IDENTITY: Cis Woman NEIGHBORHOOD: Cherry Heights OCCUPATION: Family Lawyer POSITIVE TRAITS: Caring, Protective, Playful NEGATIVE TRAITS: Rebellious, Impatient, Insecure SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual LENGTH OF TIME IN RAVEN’S PEAK: 6 years TATTOOS: Her son's name, James, on her left inner bicep, a flower bouquet on her right forearm FACE CLAIM: Melissa Barrera

★ BIOGRAPHY ★

TRIGGER WARNING: foster care tw All Amelia knew growing up was the foster care system. Her placements weren’t terrible, she just always felt like she never belonged. Amelia always longed for the magical movie moment where she would be united with her perfect family, long ago giving up the dream that any bio family would ever come forward, but every house she was sent to never lasted long and she never felt like she was part of a family of her own. So at a young age she just accepted what her life was and kept her head down as much as possible. Amelia was always smart and hardworking and she got herself in college and made the most of it, even convincing her best friend Rio to apply too. The two found themselves tangled in each other’s lives off and on when Amelia was placed around the area where he grew up. She loved his spunk and sometimes found herself involved in his shenanigans, but she was best at talking them both out of trouble. So when Amelia aged out of foster care she still wanted to keep in touch with Rio and she wanted to do this next part of her life right along side him. During college she was attacked one night by a wolf when she took a shortcut through the woods to get back to her apartment. She woke up with a bite on her arm in the middle of the woods with little more information than that. In the aftermath of that night she started to become hostile and quick to snap at everyone around her, which was just not her. It wasn’t until the next full moon that Amelia found herself back in the woods where the incident happened - this time transforming into something she couldn’t explain. Needless to say she was absolutely terrified and felt more alone than she had ever felt in her life. She finished her schooling and also eventually got the help she needed as a werewolf from Rio himself, finding out that he may have been a bit more to blame then she originally thought but she didn’t care must as long as she was still by his side. Amelia eventually decided she wanted to go to law school and shortly after that found herself pregnant with Rio’s baby. She had heard about Raven’s Peak and knew immediately she wanted to raise her baby there in a town that seemed like everything she wanted when she was a child. Amelia didn’t want to assume that Rio wanted to be a father, and she wouldn’t blame him if he didn’t, but Rio decided he wanted to come with and they were going to coparent their child together.

★ WANTED CONNECTIONS ★

Friends - Maybe they met when they were teens, when Amelia was running away frequently. Maybe they met when she came to Raven's Peak. Let’s plot!

Parents - James is her 6 year old son and basically she needs other people that get what it's like having a rambunctious kid. She needs play dates for him and babysitters

Foster Care - Amelia grew up in many different foster homes. Need a foster sister who would look out for you and always be by your side even after she went to a different placement? Amelia's your girl!

Truly let's think of something she's a sweetheart and just wants love

★ PLAYLIST ★

May I Have This Dance by Francis and the Lights

You're On Your Own Kid by Taylor Swift

Nothing Arrived by Villagers

Falling by Florence + The Machine

Seventeen by Sharon Van Etten

Washing Machine Heart by Mitski

Strange Mercy by St. Vincent

Chop and Change by The Black Keys

I Have A Dream by ABBA

Everywhere I Go by Lissie

#&& bound to inherit the sins of our parents (amelia)#about amelia

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Tour of the Valedores: John Garcia (formerly of Kyuss) Live at The Masquerade

John Garcia is a stoner rock/desert rock/heavy metal singer best known as the founding member and vocalist of several prominent bands in the desert/stoner rock genre: Kyuss, Slo Burn, Unida, and Hermano. Garcia has also performed with Vista Chino, formerly Kyuss Lives! (w/ former Kyuss bandmates Brant Bjork and Nick Oliveri), and John Garcia and the Band of Gold. One can say that Garcia has always kept himself busy within the music industry since starting his career with the legendary band Kyuss. Garcia’s discography is massive since he has participated in many bands over the years: Solo – three (3) LPs and one (1) split w/ Black Mastiff, Kyuss – five (5) LPs, Slo Burn – one (1) LP, Unida – two (2) LPs, Hermano – two (2) LPs, Hermano – three (3) LPs and one (1) Live record, Vista Chino – one (1) LP, and multiple guest appearances over his historic career.

Via his social media channels, Garcia announced on March 7th an ambitious tour that would feature Garcia playing songs from Kyuss, Hermano, and Slo Burn. The Tour of the Valedores would start in Madison on May 15th and conclude in Brooklyn at Elsewhere on May 29th. The Masquerade in Atlanta, GA. would host the Tour of the Valedores on May 19th and you know I would be there with camera in hand. For this tour, John Garcia’s band consists of John Garcia (vocals), John Bennet (guitars), Billy Cordell (bass), and Greg Saenz (drums). Garcia would call on some amazing artists to assist him with opening support on this tour; Jared James Nichols, Telekinetic Yeti, and Left Lane Cruiser.

Left Lane Cruiser is a blues rock/rockabilly/ punk blues band from Fort Wayne, Indiana formed in 2004. Left Lane Cruiser consists of Frederick “Joe” Evans IV (slide guitar/vocals) and Brenn Breck (drums/backing vocals) who are signed to Fat Possum Records. Left Lane Cruiser has released eleven (11) LPs since 2006 when they were previously signed to Hillgrass Bluebilly Records and Alive Records respectively. This would be my first time seeing Left Lane Cruiser live, and I was eager to see what they had to offer.

Starting the evening, Left Lane Cruiser kicked off with some bluesy rockabilly that got the crowd warmed up as they performed songs from their vast discography. This blues-rock hybrid duo knows how to get the crowd involved with their electrifying riffs and dynamic vocals. Left Lane Cruiser was the perfect band to kick off this celebration of John Garcia’s influential legacy.

Check out Left Lane Cruiser’s setlist from this evening’s performance:

· “Wash It”

· “Skinny Woman” (R.L. Burnside cover)

· “Claw Machine Wizard”

· “River Picker”

· “Backyard”

· “Turkey Vulture”

· “Hillgrass Bluebilly”

Follow this link to Left Lane Cruiser’s Official Bandcamp page today and check them out! Or head to their website and pick up some merchandise from their online shop.

Telekinetic Yeti is a stoner/doom metal band from Dubuque, Iowa that has made heads bang since 2015. Telekinetic Yeti consists of Alex Baumann (guitar/vocals) and Rockwell Heim (drums). They are signed to Sump Pump Records and have released two (2) LPs with Primordial (2022) being the latest release. You may recognize Telekinetic Yeti from my review a few weeks ago, Weedeater w/ Telekinetic Yeti, Restless Spirit, & Possum Rot Live at Grantski Records (ICYMI). I was excited to see Telekinetic Yeti again so soon based on their last performance at Grantski Records with Weedeater.

Adding to the list of powerful duos in the stoner/doom metal genre, Telekinetic Yeti commands the stage when they perform live at any venue. Tonight was textbook Yeti as they pulverized their way through each song on their setlist. You could see some Telekinetic Yeti fans in the crowd enjoying seeing one of their favorite bands rip up the stage in Hell at The Masquerade.

You can see Telekinetic Yeti’s setlist from The Masquerade below:

· “Ghost Train Haze”

· “Abominable”

· “Stoned and Feather”

· “Ancient Nug”

· “Toke Wizard”

· “Himalayan Hymn”

Show them love and check out Telekinetic Yeti’s Bandcamp page to stream some of their music.

Jared James Nichols is a blues rock/hard rock guitarist/singer from East Troy, Wisconsin who is most notable for his finger-picking technique on his electric guitar. Jared James Nichols has released three (3) LPs, two (2) EPs, and four (4) singles since 2015. Jared James Nichols is accompanied by Ryan Rice (drums) and Brian Weaver (bass) during his live performances. This would be my first time seeing Jared James Nichols perform live, but I did do some research before the show to see what Jared James Nichols was all about. Wow. The energy and vibe that you see on recordings does not do Jared James Nichols any justice, because his live performances are more captivating with his wild style of guitar picking mixed with his entire band’s energetic performance. And to top it off, Jared James Nichols ended their set with a crushing cover of Black Sabbath’s “War Pigs”.

You can support Jared James Nichols by following this link to his official merchandise store or by supporting him through the Listenable Records official Bandcamp page today!

During the 90’s, I was fascinated with a few West Coast desert rock bands: Fu Manchu and Kyuss. The sound was not common during the 90’s, so I was intrigued with how loud they played but kept an invigorated and chill vibe throughout their discography. Kyuss broke up in 1995 and before I had a chance to see them play live. So, tonight was a special moment getting to see John Garcia performing songs from Kyuss and his other bands, Slo Burn and Hermano. Witnessing a legend perform his legacy live in front of you at The Masquerade with his friends backing him up is the stuff you tell your friends about. Plus, I cannot tell you the last time John Garcia came through Atlanta to perform, let alone take on the massive responsibility of performing songs from three of his influential bands.

John Garcia and his band arrived on stage and the crowd told them they were ready to rock! The time had finally come, and you could tell that the crowd was exhilarated as John Garcia and his band started their set with one of my favorite Kyuss songs “Gardenia” and proceeded to perform five more Kyuss songs in a row. Garcia brought out the songs “Cowboys Suck” and “The Bottle” from Hermano and “July” from his band Slo Burn. For an extra special treat, Garcia treated the crowd to “Dragona Dragona” from his days with the band Vista Chino.

John Garcia was very thankful and acknowledged gratitude for the crowd who came to rock out with him on a Sunday night in Atlanta. The funny thing is that I know we all thought the same thing about John Garcia and this tour. John Garcia rarely tours the East Coast, let alone the South. I know that this tour will go down as one of the best tours in 2024 hands down.

What a setlist curated by John Garcia and his band! Check out all the classics from John Garcia’s setlist from this tour stop at The Masquerade:

· “Gardenia” - Kyuss

· “Conan Troutman” (Outro) - Kyuss

· “Hurricane” (Ending) - Kyuss

· “Thumb” - Kyuss

· “Odyssey” - Kyuss

· “Cowboys Suck” – Hermano

· “Supa Scoopa and Mighty Scoop” (Outro) - Kyuss

· “The Bottle” – Hermano

· “July” – Slo Burn

· “100” - Kyuss

· “Writhe” (Riff) - Kyuss

· “Whitewater” - Kyuss

· “Phototropic” - Kyuss

· “One Inch Man” - Kyuss

· “Dragona Dragona” – Vista Chino

· “El Rodeo” - Kyuss

Encore:

· “Green Machine” – Kyuss

You can still catch John Garcia with Jared James Nichols, Telekinetic Yeti, and Left Lane Cruiser on tour on the following dates:

05/22: Detroit, MI @ Crofoot Theatre

05/23: Grand Rapids, MI @ Pyramid Scheme

05/25: Montreal, QC @ Club Soda

05/27: Hampton Beach, NH @ Wally's

05/28: Philadelphia, PA @ Union Transfer

05/29: Brooklyn, NY @ Elsewhere

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