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[shirefantasies]

I Now Pronounce You…Confused- Bofur x F!Reader

I’m really excited for this one! Found a hilarious trope prompt and one of my favorite shows has done this at least once too 😆

Warnings: mentions of alcohol/intoxication, suggestive jokes

Every pound of your head came like the cruelest heartbeat, painfully reminding you you were alive. A little too alive, frankly. It had been a long time, maybe even never, since you had indulged such as you’d chosen to the previous night, distracting yourself enough for the bottle to throw you right into the…cot? Bed?

Oh, stars. Bolting upright, you flung the blanket that was half-draped over your body off, realizing with the motion of your arm and the uncovering of your body that you were, in fact, still in the dress and pinafore you’d remembered putting on the previous day, not a scratch anywhere on you or it. Well, thank the heavens for that at least.

For that as well as the emptiness of the bedroom of sorts you were in. Perhaps you had simply gone awash and someone had walked you back there for a rest. Yes, that had to be it, you reflected as you slowly rose to your feet, slinging one leg followed by the other off the edge and gripping one of the posts for balance. Blast your splitting skull. Blast it all!

But judging by the doorway carved into the far sight of your square little brown quarters, at least there was what appeared to be a small washroom attached to the bedchambers. If not all hope was lost, anyway. Tugging your shifted skirts straight about your waist again, you tentatively squeaked across the old floorboards, glancing up at the molding around the ceiling. Very pointy-looking flowers and the like. That was right, you’d made your way to New Dale.

A traveler. That was what you were. Hadn’t found any reason to settle down yet, and if you’d made as much of a fool of yourself as you suspected, this place would be no exception. New Dale was to be the final stop on the way to see the infamous Lonely Mountain anyway, not much of a potential home, but right close and certainly availed of drink, not to mention quite the handsome mayor. Or whatever that Bard called himself.

At any rate, more than ready were you to disappear through that doorway and, with any luck, into a nice cool bath. You made your way over to it, but right as you made to step through another figure emerged, almost stepping into you, rocking back, and giving a call of shock to match yours.

He was a dwarf by the looks, and mainly height, of him, one a bit your senior and most distinctly wearing a great big hat that made you want to try it on so badly your hand twitched as if to make to swipe it off his head.

“‘N who might you be?”

The dwarf asked, tone not at all accusing, quiet as though he was as hungover as you, and frankly sounding more amused than anything else. The lilt of it carried an unspoken hint of ‘why not?’.

A rhetorical question you were more than happy to answer right back with one. “Were you in here all night?”

The dwarf looked taken aback by that, brown brows rising suddenly, seemingly before he could stop them. “Not like you’re thinking unless you aren’t thinking what I think you’re thinking. I don’t think.”

“What?”

“Can’t remember much of last night,” the dwarf answered, a gloved hand pressing to his hatted head, “but if you’re worried about how well we got to know each other last night, frankly I don’t even know if we got to names!”

You shook your head. “We mustn’t have, for I have not the foggiest what yours could be.”

At that, he smiled and you really took him in, realized what a kind and cheery-looking fellow he was. “Then let these introductions be all the sweeter. Bofur at your service, madam.” As punctuation he bowed at the waist, a hand flipping to extend toward you.

Letting out a chuckle, you gave your name, took his hand and felt your brow rise in surprise at the way he boldly brought your hand to his lips. It brought a smile to them, though, and with that out of the way Bofur waved a hand and bid you use of the washroom, which you gladly took up.

Should you have used the tub fully? Probably, but as it was you were still just a hint unsteady on your feet and drawing water sounded about as appealing as kissing a dragon right about then. Alright, maybe not that bad, but unpleasant enough. As it was you opted to take up a clean white rag and simply scrub yourself up as best you could, harsh hands grating soft fabric against your skin. The soap bar was simple, but a hint of orange blossom carried into the air around you as it bubbled lightly onto your moist body.

Upon finishing, you tugged your clothes back on, wrinkling your nose at the contrasting smell of wear pulling once more onto freshened skin. Drying your hands and lacing your shoes, you made your way back out, taking a curious peek around the doorway as if Bofur had been the product of a wild hangover dream.

Standing a short distance from the corner, the dwarf stood and waved a hand, offering a little smile. Not a figment of your imagination, then. Tentatively you waved back.

"We must've both just nipped off here to sleep it all away without realizing."

"Well, I guess that makes us roommates!" Bofur replied jovially, eyes turning upward with the joy of his smile.

"I guess so," you agreed, giving a smile of your own and emerging from your accidentally-shared room at his side.

Another enemy: a staircase. With a little 'whoa', Bofur pitched a little forward, grasped your forearm for stability, and gave a little hum of satisfaction before holding on completely. Your own rolling brain was silently grateful for the extra balance, the warm weight against you as you gripped the banister's smoothness. Joined like that you arrived down at the bottom and turned into the tavern, which already housed a mild bustle of patrons and servers.

One such woman came up to your side soon after you separated, hands joined at her waist and cheeks beaming with...pride? But what could she possibly-

"Well, if it isn't the newlyweds!" She exclaimed, sunshine positively beaming from all sides of her voice. "Frankly I am a bit surprised to see you out so soon. Well, no matter! Shall I prepare a spot of breakfast for the happy couple?"

"You're joking," Bofur snorted, "Right? We don't even know each other!"

"We met for the first time upstairs just now," you added, nodding agreement before turning back his way, "But I am sure we would enjoy some breakfast, thank you!"

"What are you talking about? You wed last night! No rings or anything, the two of you simply could not wait any longer! Quite romantic."

"I don't understand," Bofur said, gaze swinging up between you and this other woman, "We just got each other's names. Must've been another dwarf."

Leading you to your table, the woman spoke your names before you'd given them, reciting vows that named a brother and cousin Bofur had yet to mention at all, but that he'd apparently thought you'd like last night. Even though according to him the cousin, Bifur, needed some taking care of. Probably didn't hold his ale well. Your vows included an old joke about how you thought you'd be married in trousers, which was something you'd said to your family as a little kid. The name you'd been sure your future husband would have when you were twelve years old. All things this strange woman could never have known. Unless, of course, you'd spoken them last night drunk out of your mind.

"By my beard," Bofur breathed, clearly having come to the same conclusion, "We really did get married! Who in their right mind let us do that? Drunk as skunks, we were!"

"Probably the town justice you shook down 'Until I am bound to this fine woman for all eternity'," the server giggled as you wobbled into your seats, eyes still wide, "So, er, eggs then? Sausage? Bacon? Flapjacks?"

"All of the above," your companion sighed, eyes remaining locked on yours, "And whatever your strongest tea is, please."

"Just tea?" You asked with a sardonic smirk.

"Never got that hair of the dog stuff. 'Sides, don't want to end up like last night again, eh?"

"Maybe if we do it again we'll get divorced."

"I dunno, seems the liquor made us like each other a whole lot more."

"Could've liked each other even better," you quipped drily, glancing down at your clothing.

"You've got me there," Bofur chuckled.

He said nothing more as you waited for your tea, but some barely perceptible shift had occurred in his eyes, which occasionally shot down lower onto your form and then right back up again like they'd been slapped. Your own gaze wavered from his eyes a bit, tracing the line of his mustache down and back up again. He drummed his fingers in some unknown rhythm against the table's wood surface, glancing back up at you with some unspoken question you weren't sure if you wanted to answer.

"Your tea! Tea for two!"

Tension thoroughly cut, you both tore your eyes from each other to meet those of that same server once again, this time setting down a laden with tea things. Beaming at you again, she set a little white cup banded with green and gold, the center of each ribbon bearing lilies. White lilies, of course.

"Get it?"

"Yes," you groaned.

"Ah, lilies, that's clever," Bofur remarked, holding a cup up to his face and chuckling, "'S good, save for the fraudulence and falsehood of it all. Say, do you guys have honey?"

"Of course."

And with that, it was just you two again, you two and the tray and the steaming teapot that matched your cups. Was Bofur not feeling the pit of dread that sunk within you or was he truly that good at masking it? Or maybe he was truly so confident in your situation's coming reversal.

"So I suppose we track down that same justice to nullify this all?" You asked, staring down at your cup under the guise of ensuring nothing of your refreshment spilled.

"Supposing so," Bofur answered, accepting your proffered teapot from across the table, although he refrained from pouring anything, likely in anticipation of the honey, "For now, we may as well enjoy a nice meal, eh? I hear the flapjacks here are especially good."

"Oh? From who?"

"From my love of flapjacks! Now come on, how's about we get to know each other a little? Daresay we're a special kind of friends now. What brings you to New Dale? Business?"

"Quite the opposite," you snorted, leaning back until one of your chair's hard corners poked into the flesh of your back, forcing you to shift quickly to maintain an appearance half as nonchalant as Bofur's, "I had no more reason to go here than anywhere else save my own desire. New Dale was actually just a stop on the way to visit the mountain."

“Mountain?” Bofur asked, brows raised in great interest. “The Lonely Mountain? Erebor? That mountain?”

“Yes,” you giggled, “Any other names you’d like to give or is the hangover leaving your body now?”

“Well, what did you want to see? I’ll have you know your husband lives there."

"Let me see, the architecture, the history, that great mass of gold and gems I've heard so much about, all the beautiful things only dwarves can make."

"Men can make beautiful things, too," Bofur answered, "After all, they made you."

For once, your mind could not conceive of a single protest.

~

In the shadow of the Lonely Mountain you and Bofur strolled, Bofur pointing out the meaning of this flag and that statue until you had entered the great stone bulk and stared in awe at massive columns of whatever greenish stone and flying colors from a great indoor marketplace. In-mountain. Whatever the lot of it was, it did not smell nearly as dusty and dry in there as your imagination had conjured- how’d they keep it so nice?

Whilst there, Bofur bought you a souvenir. In drifting over the assortment of carven wood implements, your eyes slid back to a great stein numerous times. Inhaling the scent of the sawdust littering the floor behind the crafts-dwarf, you skimmed completely over spoons and even little statues of creatures of the woods to look at the thing, the thing finished smooth and set with some rune. One of joy, according to Bofur.

"You like it."

"No, I don't." A glance at the seller, then back to Bofur. "Well, yes I do, but I don't know if I can-"

Coins spilled onto the table. One, two, three.

"I can. I want you to have it. It reminds me of you, all things considered.”

“Drunken night?” The seller chuckled, crossing his arms and darting his eyes between you two as a smile spread beneath his bushy beard.

“You don’t know the half of it,” Bofur answered with a chuckle before you could put in your own proverbial cent.”

“A stein?” You asked him as you walked off, waving the great big thing like the world’s stumpiest flag. “That’s my symbol now?”

“Come now,” Bofur tutted your name softly, giving a nonchalant little shrug, “‘s just a joke. If you don’t want to be known by this, then tell me what your favorite thing is.”

You’d think he was the homeless one for all his Mahal-may-care attitude, and yet there he was, relaxed and himself inside this mountain with his own people. For once you envied the static life, aching for something beyond the next port-of-sorts as you looked into his eyes.

“Swans.”

“What?”

“I’ve traveled a lot. But one village I saw I’ll never forget. It stood at the foot of a lake, and when you sat along the water you could watch all the white swans paddling across the water. It was so shiny and blue and they were so graceful. Not that they couldn’t kill you on land, but out there on the water? Anyone’d wanna be one of them.”

“I can see it,” Bofur told you, head tilted a bit.

“Really?”

“Sure,” he waved a hand, “You’re just like that! Pretty but don’t make ya mad. I like that. And say, I have just the thing for you then, Swan Lady, and it’ll be much better than some ol’ beer mug!”

Swan Lady. You liked that. It echoed through your head as you smiled and followed Bofur's eager lead deeper into the mountain.

‘Better than a beer mug’ was an understatement- Bofur led you beneath a doorway carven with bear cubs and birds and even little dwarven silhouettes, hanging banners of deep blue and yellow contrasting the stone. Light poured from it, a bright yellow light that still somehow stayed cozy. Firelight. A lot of little firelights. Through the welcoming waves of the carvings was an assortment of shelves lining every wall. Each of them was filled with different delights: porcelain figurines crowned in painted gold, wooden swords with unique hilt ornaments, wolves on wheels with strings matching the colors of their yellow eyes, grey fur, or red maws. Spinning mobiles hung from the ceiling in the form of anything from Erebor’s thrushes to whimsical winged ponies spinning in little skybound derbies. Where, you wondered, should your eyes fall next? Not to the mirrors, carved and waved for distorted reflections. You were still a little too hungover for that.

Bofur answered that question, softly catching your attention with your name before he waved you to a corner shelf. “Look here.”

Tearing your eyes from a squat wooden dwarf knight, you followed Bofur, only to see another pull-along toy, this time white. A swan with neatly carved feathers and eyes serenely shut. Capturing just what you’d described. Well, save for the wrath awaiting anyone annoying. It didn’t need it, though. Not this one.

A smile spread across your face, the stein in your hand lowering forgotten. “You’re right.”

“I am?”

“Of course you are.” You elbowed him playfully.

“I can’t believe it!” Bofur exclaimed with a grin. “Oh, here, come meet its makers, then. My cousin and my brother.”

For some reason, the thought of meeting Bofur’s family brought a little rush of heat. Meeting people wasn’t usually any pressure. Why a couple of toymakers?

Why indeed. Bombur and Bifur were right nice, even if the elder one didn’t speak. He got his point across well enough, and how he’d blushed when you complimented his beautiful swan! The pull-along he gifted you, sending a wink Bofur’s way.

“You don’t know the half of it,” Bofur said again, but that time with a soft smile and gaze that didn’t pull away from yours.

~

Erebor’s halls were so vast as to almost feel outside despite their clear lack of sunlight or clouds or any such natural effect beyond stone, stone, and more stone. The air was clearer than any cave you’d been in- there must’ve been some sort of ventilation system. Fascinating. It made you want to build one of those wild mining pulleys they had just to shoot yourself to the top and crawl around for it. A few dwarves barreled past you and Bofur, almost knocking you over had his gloved hand not gripped yours. A grip as warm as you’d expected. Not that you’d imagined it. Nor had you imagined the way his voice softened when he told you “just in case”, eyes flicking tentatively up to yours.

“So, how’d you like Erebor?” Bofur’s voice shook your brain by its shoulders, dropping it from its thoughts and sensations of still-gripped hands.

“It was amazing,” you told him, strolling ever slower on your way back to New Dale, “I almost didn’t want to leave! Thank you for everything: showing me around, the gifts, better company than I deserved. I wasn’t the fairest this morning.”

“You- You- Well,” Bofur rubbed the back of his neck before dropping his hand down to take yours, “Plenty fair for me. In fact, can I tell you something?”

Inhaling deeply, you swallowed, something in those hazel eyes yanking a rush of words from deep in your chest. Erebor deep. Deeper than you ever thought you’d go. Deep enough that you almost feared it. You’d gotten outside the justice’s office, great grey-painted door looming before you like a heavy cloud.

“I have to tell you something too,” you told him.

“I want to stay married,” you both blurted out simultaneously.

Bofur’s jaw dropped. He gaped at you for several sped heartbeats before snapping out of it, shaking his hatted head and breaking into the widest, giddiest grin you’d ever seen. That morning you might have called it a dumb one. Right then? All you could say was how beautiful a sight it was. How it looked like home. That very thing you’d taken for granted for all those years thinking nowhere would feel like it. No one would want you. And yet with Bofur by your side it was like all those thoughts had gone poof into the pile of ash he told you the dragon had almost made of his company.

Before you could say anything, though, a pair of warmly clad hands took hold of your hips, yanking you against a fur coat and into the softest, most eager lips that could have devoured you. So intent on such were you, in fact, that you didn’t catch the squeak of a door until a man’s voice interrupted you, forcing you to pull apart, although Bofur’s hold on you remained fast.

“Still can’t keep your hands off each other, can you?” The man, presumably the justice, not that your faulty ale-hazed memory was any help, chuckled. “Newlyweds.”

“Newlyweds,” you agreed, speaking again in unison and gazing into each other’s eyes, your arms reaching to stroke Bofur’s.

“We’re crazy, aren’t we?” Bofur teased.

“Positively drunk on love.”

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[kidstemplatte]

daisy chains

pairing: terzo/fem! reader | word count: 8.6k

summary: the story of how you and your childhood best friend, terzo, repaired a broken bond.

warnings: very very very vague and brief description of sex.

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Terzo Emeritus: Your best friend, first lover, and soon, worst enemy.

You and Terzo were both raised in the Clergy and as you frequently spent time together, you couldn’t help but be drawn to his personality. It was hard to ignore the goofy faces he’d flash at you during service, the outlandishly hilarious questions he had no hesitation to ask Papa Nihil no matter how many people were watching, the crumpled pieces of paper he’d toss at you with amateurish comments about the subject matter being preached at you, to which you’d add unflattering doodles of his father blabbering and toss it right back.

One day after mass, as you exited the large chamber, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Reacting to the sudden touch, you stopped in your tracks and turned around. There he stood, the funny boy who made your days a little more lively. He had messy jet-black hair, glowing olive skin, a cheeky smile, and most notably, a piercing left eye, its pitch-black center contrasting beautifully against his soft white pupils as well as his other green eye.

 “I’m Terzo.” He greeted you, a thick Italian accent adorning his voice as he held out his hand.

“I like your name.” You replied.

“I like yours too! Eh, what is it?” He asked.

You giggled, shaking his hand. “Y/N.”

“Y/N! Bellisima!” He beamed, blowing a kiss into the air. “I like your drawings, Y/N.”

“Thanks. I like your eyes.” You replied.

“Grazie! Hey, Y/N?”

“Yes?”

“Can I show you something cool?” he asked, eagerly.

“Sure!” you chirped.

The boy bolted past the door and began sprinting down the hallway in the opposite direction of the crowd’s movement.

“Hey- wait for me!” You cried out, chasing after him, but struggling to keep up. As you ran further away from the clamor of the crowd, the sound of your rapid panting and footsteps echoed through the corridor. Finally reaching the end of the hallway, you continued following Terzo, who had just bolted out a pair of glass double doors.

“Terzo! Wait up-”

Woah.

You had never been out here before. It was breathtaking.

In front of you was a decadent garden. Rows of perfectly trimmed hedges and beautiful flowerbeds sprawled across the terrain, with ivy-covered arches overlooking them. The pathway carved into the ground was similar to that of an enchanted labyrinth, except exuding a sense of safety rather than fear. There was no getting lost in this garden, no matter how winding, the path always led you right back to where you started.

“This is Primo’s garden. Pretty, si?” flaunted Terzo. “Secondo says flowers are for girls. I don’t think that’s true.”

“I don’t think so either.” You agreed. “Who’s Secondo?”

“Mio fratello.”

“Your brother? Frowny-face?” You inquired, molding your facial expression into a bitter scowl.

“Ha! Si, Frowny-face.” He imitated your expression and then grinned. “Seguimi!” He gestured to you, waving his hand for you to follow him under the grand arch and into the garden.

“Your brother did all this?” You asked, astonished by the utopia in front of you.

“Si!”

“Oh, look at the roses!” you exclaimed, pointing at the bed of beautiful red flowers.

“Oh? You want?” He asked, stopping in his tracks and looking towards the roses.

“Is that allowed?” You cautioned.

“Eh, he doesn’t have to know…” He suggested impishly, tiptoeing towards the bed of roses.

Suddenly, like magic, the oldest Emeritus son appeared beside you.

“No no no no no no no, get out at once, mess with le margherite, not my fiore prezioso! Shoo!” he scolded, waving his hands so you would scatter.

You two dejectedly abided, following the perfectly paved path out of the garden. Pacing through the soft grass, you headed towards a patch of grass with an assemblage of daisies sprouting from it.

Primo was always complaining about those things; the daisies that never seemed to go away. He didn’t plant them there, they just appeared seemingly out of the blue. If he cut them down, they grew once more, with ten times the amount.  They would never die.

Terzo let out a “huff” as he plopped himself on the ground beside the flowers, muttering to himself what you presumed to be violent threats in Italian.

With care, you plucked one of the many flowers off the ground , holding it up and examining it closely. It was beautiful, the vibrant yellow center contrasting beautifully against the soft white petals as well as the soft green of the grass. You began collecting more from the ground, threading the stems together, to create a daisy chain. Some of the daisies were a little withered, missing a few petals. But you didn’t mind. It was a daisy chain, nonetheless.

Your daisy chain had soon become a daisy crown, as you pieced your first and last flower together.

“Pretty!” you announced, placing the crown atop his raven hair. 

“Me?” He asked.

“Yeah! Boys can like flowers and be pretty.”

“I guess that’s true.” He reckoned. “Can you teach me?”

“Yeah!”  You both sat in the grass, chatting and making daisy chains for what felt like hours until the sky turned a hazy orange and you were being called back inside by Primo.

“Terzo! Margherita! Cosa fai? È tardi! Come inside, I make brasato al barolo.” His voice bellowed through the air.

“Brasato al barolo?! Arrivo, Primo!” Terzo shouted in response.

“Bruhza- brasato?” You awkwardly pronounced.

“You’ve never had Brasato al Barolo?!” He gasped, mouth agape as if you had just revealed the world’s most profound secret.

“No.” You confessed.

“You’re eating with us tonight, Margherita!” Terzo declared, grabbing you by the hand and taking off towards the building.

Soon enough, you two had a tradition: sneaking off to make daisy chains in the outskirts of the garden. Those were simpler times you would soon yearn for. You two grew up with the daisies, sharing secrets, laughter, and precious memories, including your first kiss.

One day, you sat by the daisy patch, waiting for Terzo’s arrival. You sat in solitude, twirling the strands of grass in your fingers, wondering what was taking him so long. Your contemplation was suddenly interrupted by the sound of screaming and quick footsteps growing closer and closer. Terzo was sprinting towards you at full speed, then collapsed into the grass, breathing heavily.

“Y/N!” He shouted, despite being right next to you,

“What happened?! Are you okay?” You fretted, crouching on the ground beside him.

“I saw something disgusting!” He said, sitting up and now facing you.

“What?!”

“I saw Secondo kissing a girl!” He said, pointing to his mouth and letting out an exaggerated vomiting noise. “Bleaugh!”

“Ewww!” You shuddered. “Gross!”

“Y/N.”

“Yeah?”

 “I have an idea.” Terzo prompted, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

“What is it?” You responded.

 “Let’s try it,” he suggested, grinning wickedly.

“Kissing?” 

“Yeah! We’re nine now! Basically grown-ups.” Terzo reasoned.

“I thought it was gross?” You questioned, tilting your head to the side.

 “It’s gross because it’s Secondo. Wanna do it?”

“Sure.” you agreed.

“Ready?”

“Okay.” You agreed, squealing and shaking your hands to let all your nervous energy out.

“Three…” He started.

“Two…” You continued.

“One.” You chorused.

Squeezing your eyes shut tightly, you two leaned in and pressed your lips together for about a millisecond.

Peck.

You two erupted into a storm of laughter, flailing about and rolling in the grass.  “Ew!!! Ew!!! Ew!!! Ew!!!” The both of you shrieked repeatedly through exuberant giggles, tears rolling down your cheeks. Recovering from your fit of laughter, you two opened your eyes and were faced with none other than Terzo’s brother, Secondo, hovering above you, his scowl as frightening as ever. He loomed over you, carrying a sense of impending doom with him, akin to the Grim Reaper.

“Terzo. Partire.” he commanded his brother. Ah, Secondo. Bearer of bad news, as always.

“Why?” Terzo retaliated, propping himself up so he was now sitting up straight.

“Hai il cotillion.” Secondo replied.

“Non mi interessa.” 

“Io dirò Papa.” He threatened.

Terzo threw himself back on the grass, shut his eyes, and let out a cartoonish snoring noise. You stifled a giggle.

“Io dirò Primo.” 

Terzo sighed, reluctantly standing up from his spot on the grass as you also stood up beside him. Secondo’s gaze shifted from his brother to you, eyeing you for a moment before snickering.

“Ha. Looks like she’s taller than you now. Good luck getting a girlfriend, fratellino.” He snorted.

Really, Secondo? He had to say that in English?

“I am?” You asked, looking to your side and finding out you were indeed taller than your best friend, the top of his head barely under your eye level. You initially wanted to jump for joy, tease, “Take that, Terzo!” But seeing the hurt look on his face immediately eliminated that desire.

“Secondo, that’s mean.” You scolded him.

“The truth hurts.” He quipped, turning around and storming off back towards the church.

“It’s okay Terzo, girls just mature faster than guys. Soon you’ll be the tallest one in the whole Clergy.” You reassured him.

“Whatever…  I have to go. See you, Margherita.” He waved, making a kissy face at you before letting out a hearty laugh.

You stuck your tongue out in return, then laughed as you waved goodbye to Terzo trampling through the grass, off to another boring cotillion lesson. The thought of someone as wild as Terzo participating in such formal activities humored you greatly. Doesn’t matter how old he got, he would never grow up.

°❀°

From then on out, the two of you spent your time with the daisies. You grew with them.

You got older and watched each other change as the years flew by. Terzo got taller. Maybe not as tall as he’d like to be, but still, taller. And very handsome. Everyone practically clawed at him, debilitatingly envious of the attention you received from him, although it was strictly platonic. One may think that all the mornings you were spotted leaving his room were due to some frisky activity the night before, but that was far from the truth. Unless frisky activity was watching horror movies, painting each other’s nails, and gossiping until you could hear the birds chirping, indicating it was probably time to go to bed.

The bond you two had was sacred. Your deepest darkest secrets were kept safe with each other, the things you wouldn’t dare to utter to anybody else. Together, you were wild and free, sneaking out into the latest hours of the night, coming back home drunken and dizzy, and soon having to hold each other’s hair back. You liked Terzo’s hair a little long, but you wouldn’t tell him that. You two fought each other’s battles, took each other’s stabs, cleaned each other’s wounds. You were a shoulder to cry on when Terzo displayed rare moments of vulnerability, and in return, he offered the same security to you, holding you while you cried over some stupid boy, or something much more serious. Nobody dared to mess with you, because that meant they were messing with Terzo. And that was a death wish.

You were best friends, and that’s all. From adolescence to adulthood.

The morning of your 18th birthday, you woke up to a firm knock on your door and a voice echoing through the hallway.

“Margherita!” You heard Terzo sing joyously.

“One- One second.” You grumbled, voice cracking as you awakened from your slumber. You groaned as you forced the soft duvet off your body, crawling out of the warm embrace of your bed. Not wanting Terzo to see you looking rusty, even though he had countless times before, you barely opened the door, peeking outside. He was already gone. What a weird boy. As you stepped aside, your foot brushed something on the floor.  Looking down, you caught sight of a piece of paper that was slipped under your door, one that was haphazardly torn out of a journal probably supposed to be used for taking notes. You chuckled to yourself.

Forgive me, I have some duties to attend to today. I’ll be back here at 7:00 to come pick you up for your birthday celebration. See you soon, Margherita.

-Terzo

Birthday celebration? You smiled, pondering what he would do for you. Terzo was many things, but predictable was not one of them.

You decided to get a little dressed up. It was your special day, after all. Rummaging through your closet, you settled on a nice floral sundress with a lace trim, as well as your favorite pair of shoes, which happened to match quite nicely. You spruced up your hair, tying a bow in the back with a pastel ribbon you were lucky enough to have found sitting in your drawer.

The day was pleasant. Your friends and siblings of sin showered you with love and attention, some even presenting you with gifts that made your heart beam with graciousness.

Just before Terzo was scheduled to arrive, you touched yourself up a bit, fixing your makeup and hair. You gave yourself a final look in the mirror before hearing a knock on the door at promptly 7:00 p.m.

Terzo looked very handsome, you must say. His raven hair was slicked back, a few strands falling out in just the right places. He was wearing a white dress shirt and black pants, sleeves rolled up to reveal his forearms, which were placed behind his back.

“Wow, bellisima!” He beamed, pulling out a red rose from behind his back.

“Aw, thanks, Terzo.” You smiled, taking the rose and holding it to your chest.

“My beautiful best friend all dolled up. Give me a twirl!” He exclaimed, taking you by the hand and spinning you around before you even had the chance to agree.

“Happy birthday, Y/N.” He said, just as he caught you at the end of your twirl.

“Thanks, Terzo.” You replied, a soft blush spreading across your cheeks. “You look nice too.”

“Grazie! Shall we go?” He asked, holding out his hand.

“Where?” You questioned while taking his hand in yours.

“You’ll find out!” announced Terzo, before taking off.

You two embarked on your typical route to your daisy bush. But after passing through the glass doors, to your surprise, he turned in the opposite direction of the daisies. He dragged you towards the garden you were still forbidden from entering after all these years, Primo still wary of his brother’s antics.

“Wait- are we allowed to be in here?” you asked. “Si. We aren’t kids anymore. I was granted permission. Look how mature I am now!”

 “Sure.” You laughed.

 It was just as beautiful as you remembered, maybe even more beautiful. Not quite as big, but that’s what happens when you grow up, you presumed.

He led you to an area beside a large oak tree, its leaves providing the perfect amount of shade. A large blanket was spread across the grass, and placed in the middle was a basket containing some desserts, drinks, and a few small gifts.

“Aw, Terzo, this is so sweet.” You expressed, placing a hand over your heart at his thoughtful gesture.

“It’s what you deserve.” He replied. “A beautiful setup for a beautiful girl, no?”

“Stop it.” You blushed.

You two took a seat on the quilt, taking a moment of silence to soak in the scenery.

“It’s so weird finally being back in here.” You said fondly. You know, I’m still a little bit upset Primo banned me from coming inside too. I didn’t even take anything!”

“Si, but Primo had a hunch.”

“Huh?”

“That wherever you go I would follow.”

“Did he really say that?”

“Si.” He nodded.

As the night grew darker, a soft breeze began to pick up, and goosebumps began to graze the surface of your skin.

Terzo noticed you tucking your legs up to your chest, wrapping your arms around them to warm yourself up.

“Are you cold?” asked Terzo, a concerned tone in his voice.

“Kind of, but I’m fine.” You reassured him, although your body language screamed otherwise. In response, Terzo wrapped his arms around you as you rested your head against him, snuggling into his warmth. You loved this. You loved his scent, his touch, his presence; it kept you grounded, kept you human.

“Terzo?” You uttered, your head still leaning against him.

“Si?”

“You’re my favorite person in the world.”

“And you are mine.”

You don’t know how it happened. Terzo pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head, something he had done before. Looking up from where you had nestled your head, you two met eyes, but it was different this time; your heartbeat came to a sudden halt. The twinkle in his white eye was brighter than it ever had been, and you longed to get closer to it. Closer to him. You were completely engulfed in your entrancement with your best friend. The spark in his eyes had become a newly born flame, and you felt your heart’s wings flutter like a moth fleeting towards light.

“Pretty.” he uttered, voice barely audible.

“Pretty?”

“You. You are pretty.” He reiterated, not breaking eye contact.

Nothing was to be heard except the soft hum of the cicadas and the stream rustling in the distance.

“I don’t know,” you responded, looking away shyly.

“I do.” He said, placing his hand on the side of your face, as he began grazing his thumb across your cheek.

His gaze moved from your eyes to your lips, and back up once again. The arm that was still wrapped around you was drawing you in closer, as an unspoken heat began to arise between the two of you.

Terzo placed his lips on yours in a gentle kiss, lingering for a moment before pulling away.

This felt right. This felt good.

You looked Terzo in the eyes, face flushed, before you eagerly dove back in, lips crashing against each other as you explored each other’s mouths, establishing a steady rhythm. Your hands traveled around his body, pulling him closer as you two kissed in the moonlight, giving you an ethereal glow.

One thing led to another, and things became more heated; hands tugging at hair, teeth nipping at necks, bodies melting into each other’s touch.

“I want you.” Terzo whispered against your neck in between kisses and bites.

“I want you too.” You mouthed. “Please.”

He showed you everything that night, feelings you didn’t even know were possible, and explored parts of you that nobody else had before.

You remember the rhythm of him so vividly you could make music out of it, each breath, moan, whisper, and word that escaped his mouth. He made you feel beautiful for the first time in your entire life, even when you were in your most vulnerable state, lying exposed under him.

“You’re beautiful.” He reassured you when you felt the urge to hide yourself from him. “So beautiful.”

Fear became arousal, any minimal pain becoming pleasure, as a friendship became something more. You fit together perfectly. You were made for each other. And after you two both reached the heights of pleasure, Terzo collapsed beside you, rolling over so you were face-to-face.

“I love you, Terzo,” You panted, hazy in your state of afterglow.

“I love you too.” He replied, pulling you into his chest and pressing a kiss on your forehead. “La mia Margherita.”

You woke up in your own bed the next morning, eyes darting around the room after noticing Terzo’s absence. It wasn’t too odd for him to have left bed before you, he typically had to leave your sleepovers early in the morning to fulfill his tasks. You decided after getting ready to check if he was in the office he was newly granted. Yesterday was a big night, after all.

You knocked on his office door before inviting yourself inside.

“Terzo!” you grabbed his attention, shutting the large door behind you. What’s wrong?” you asked, stepping towards his desk.

He looked upset, his posture tense as he sat in his desk chair, hand resting on his forehead as his brow furrowed deeply.

“Hi, Y/N. Take a seat.” He addressed you, gesturing to the seat on the other side of the ornate desk.

“Are we in a meeting?” You asked, laughing as you took a seat in the chair.

“Y/N.” he started, his voice cold as he looked up at you.

“Yes?” you replied, anxious regarding his suddenly harsh tone.

“I apologize about last night.”

“How come?”

 “I let my impulses take over.”

“No, Terzo, it was good! You didn’t hurt me at all! It’s okay.” You sweetly reassured him.

“It’s not that. It’s just… I shouldn’t have given in.”

You recoiled at his statement. Why was he speaking of you as if you were a sin? What were you, some temptation? Had he forgotten what church we were in?

“Given in?” You questioned, voice weakening. “What does that mean?” 

“It was unprofessional.”

 “Unprofessional? I’m not your colleague, Terzo, what are you talking about?’

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I need some distance moving forward.

“Distance? What do you mean? Why aren’t you answering my questions?”

 “Y/N, I said, it is just… not a good time.”

“We have all the time in the world. We can make time, Terzo! Please!” You pathetically pleaded, a familiar ache welling up in your throat and chest. “Did… did last night mean nothing to you?” Tears began pouring down your face. “Have the last 11 years meant nothing too?”

“I never said that.”

 “So what you’re telling me is that you were just horny and thought it would be hot to 'rid me of my innocence’ or some shit like that? Whatever perverted fantasy guys like you have? Well, congrats, Terzo. You did it. You’re a real savior.”

“I just, I cannot have you as my lover.” He stated.

“Why not? We did something… I did something I was so afraid of because I trusted you. Do you know how hard that was for me? Do you want me, or do you not?” You cried, voice breaking.

“It is not a good idea for me to have a lover.” repeated Terzo, his voice monotonous, like he was programmed to say so.

“What are you even saying? Was I not… good?” You cried out in desperation, cringing at your own words.

“I have a role to fulfill. I need to focus on my future.” 

“Am I not a part of your future, Terzo?” You wept.

Terzo did not reply. He looked away from you, his expression cold and empty. Like a moth to a flame, he burned you. Plucked the petals off of you and watched them float into a roaring, relentless fire, the smooth white edges withering into a lifeless dust.

“What the fuck happened to you?” You cried, desperate for some sort of reaction from him, good or bad.

Stabbed by his betrayal and sudden distance, you stood up and slammed the chair into the desk, resulting in a shrill creaking noise and a rough slam that made your ears hurt.

“Fuck you. Fuck you, Terzo. Fuck you. I hope you fail just like Nihil told you you would. I can’t wait to see it happen. Fuck you.” 

You stormed out of the room, shutting the door with such force that you could hear the contents of the room rattle as you sped down the hall.

Slamming the door to your room, you threw yourself onto your bed, putting your face into your pillow as a gut-wrenching wail left your throat. For hours, you bawled, letting out broken sobs so deep from within your body someone nearby might think you were dying. Your face was drenched in your snot and tears, the pillow stifling your breathing, making your gasps heavier and more painful. You clenched your hands into fists so tight they trembled, punching the mattress over and over again, wishing it was a person who could cry back, who could feel even a glimpse of the pain you were experiencing. You were furious. Filled with pure, seething rage. Not only with Terzo, but yourself. How could you give up your body to someone like that? So foolishly? How idiotic could you be to think a playboy like Terzo would view you any differently than anyone else? You would never get your body back. It was Terzo’s now. His last memories of you were ones you wish you could erase from his mind, ones of you writhing in pleasure, and ones of you bursting with anger. You wanted to break everything in sight. You wanted revenge, and you would get it. You knew just how.

The process of becoming a preacher in the clergy was notorious for being tedious and lengthy, even for an Emeritus son. A series of tests as well as several essays, presentations, and duties were required. The final obligation to achieve promotion was to present a journal assembled over time, documenting the studies and embarkments accomplished over the past few years.

His examination day was tomorrow.

It was a good thing you knew where Terzo kept his things.

You remember walking past Nihil’s office the next day, stopping in your tracks when you were bombarded by the sound of furious yelling so loud it might shatter glass.

“You are worthless. Worthless. Is this what you have to bring to the Emeritus name? Nothing? How foolish I was to think you would ever live up to the task. To any task. You are an embarrassment.”    

Oh, no.

You wanted to take it back. Dive into the lake where you had thrown the locked leather journal and give it back. Maybe drown in the process.

You placed your trembling hand over your mouth, tears welling up in your eyes as you began to comprehend what you had just done to your best friend, who no doubt knew you were behind its disappearance.

Soon, the door swung open, startling you nearly as much as your presence startled Terzo.

“Terzo, I… I’m sorry-“

He paid no mind to your apology, striding right past you, your shoulders brushing as he flew by.

He had ruined your chances at love, and you, his chances of success. Now, both of your chances at friendship were ruined as well.

How could he forgive you?

°❀°

The daisies were far overgrown.

It had been 5 years. 5 years since his betrayal and yours. 5 years of watching him prance around the abbey with people he probably didn’t even know the names of, with wit and character not even measuring up to half of yours. He had changed since your separation; sure, he had always had flings, but now he was just a full-on fuckboy.

Nobody in the Clergy dared to mention your falling out, surely it had to be a sensitive topic; you two were practically glued to each other’s sides, and suddenly couldn’t stand to be in the same room as each other.

Whispers spread about the church like wildfire, rumors which concocted possible explanations for your separation:

“I heard she cheated on him.”

“Apparently she was bad in bed.”

“I heard she was a psycho bitch.”

“He deserves better.”

Each time you ran into each other led to a sense of unpleasantness in the air and painfully awkward, sometimes heated exchanges; a notable example being when he dared to show up to your 21st birthday party.

The lights were dimmed, casting everyone in a shadowy glow, your intoxication causing the figures in the room to blur together. However, through the disorientation, you could still make out Terzo’s face in the crowd.

The alcohol had ignited a newfound courage inside of you, as you pushed your way through the swarm of people and stood face to face with him.

“Why are you here?” you growled.

“I was minding my own business.”

“Minding your own business at my party? If you’re here to be a whore, do it some other night. I know it’s all you’re good for, so it may be a little difficult, but fuck off, please.” You fumed.

“Whore?” He scoffed. “Should I repeat the things you were saying to me exactly three years ago on this very day?”

“Wow, Terzo, I’m impressed. I didn’t know someone as stupid as you would be able to do the math.” You snarked bitterly.

“Stupid? I taught you everything, Y/N. So some other poor man wouldn’t have to struggle to get it up while he did all the work.” He quipped.

“You sure didn’t struggle.” You retorted, the grip on your glass tightening.

“Then again, when have you ever had any respect for people’s work?” His stare suddenly darkened, sending a shiver down your spine, even in the heat of the crowd. “Oh, it’s okay, dolcezza. One day someone will give you the fairytale you desire, you’ll be a sad little housewife who will never lift a finger unless it’s for her own pleasure since her husband can’t get the job done.”

It was like someone took over your body. You were a puppet, your intoxicated rage pulling you by the strings, launching your arm forward, and drenching the man in front of you in red wine.

He didn’t even flinch. Not even did he blink. Instead, he stared down at you with a wicked smirk, licking the splattered wine off of his lips, before flashing his teeth in a smug grin. That evil, sexy bastard.

Now you were the crazy one. You were the one who attacked first, while Terzo stood as comfortably as ever. You wished he fought back, taking the empty glass in your hand and smashing it against your head, drenching yourself in the same dark red he was tainted with. You didn’t even bother to say goodbye to anyone, wiping tears from your eyes as you left the masses of the party to celebrate your existence without you.

°❀°

Nearly a year had passed after your confrontation with Terzo, and you two had not spoken since then.

It was a typical Saturday sermon, you and your siblings sitting in neat rows, awaiting the arrival of Papa Nihil. As time passed by, chatter began to arise; where was Papa?   

The noise came to a sudden halt whenever the chamber doors swung open as Papa Nihil entered, followed by his third son. Stepping behind the pulpit, Papa cleared his throat.

“Today is a blessed day.” He began, capturing the attention of the room. “Today is a blessed day because it is proof that our devotion to the Dark Lord can overcome any obstacles. That his darkness can push us to new heights that far surpass the heavens.” His voice echoed through the silence of the room. “I am pleased to announce that today’s sermon will be delivered by our newest preacher, my son, Terzo.” the man announced.

He did it. 

He started all over again, from scratch, and managed to get it done. You were shocked, even though you shouldn’t have been- you knew he had it in him. He was going to be Papa one day, you knew, so why was his sudden shift in power hurting you so much? Why were you still angry over something that happened four years ago? It felt like he had won a game you didn’t even know you were playing. You had been tearing yourself apart from the inside out over what you had done, spoiling his first chance at success, telling yourself you wanted him to succeed even without you, but deep down, you were still bitter. Bitter seeing him so high and mighty after what he did to you.

Or was it because as he elevated higher and higher, he was still drifting further from you?

Terzo stood before the pulpit, head held high as he recited a prayer. “Ad impiam Dominum, Salvatorem nostrum, oro, tenebrae tuae valeant tangere corda eorum qui in hoc conclavi hoc serviunt. Ut nos ad studium libertatis, cognitionis ac voluptatis, dirigas. Nema.”

“Nema.” You whispered as the rest of the clergy echoed his prayer.

“I will leave this to you. I trust the Clergy is in good hands.” Nihil stated, exiting the room at a senile pace.

“Ciao, my Siblings of Sin. I figured today I would start with something fresh, something a little more… youthful.” He began, evoking laughter from his audience. Already off to a good start. “Today I would like to- actually- love to examine something found in every one of you … lust. Now in this church, we are no strangers to sin of any kind, but this one… We relish it. We are not ashamed of it. It is the reason we are all here, to begin with. What creates life. But what if I told you that lust is not only what brings us into this world… but what keeps us here as well? It is not only heated nights and bodies intertwined, it is something… greater.”

You couldn’t listen to this. You couldn’t. It was too much, even after all these years. As you slowly felt yourself begin to disconnect from reality in a state of dissociation, a ringing began to build in your ears, like your body was trying to protect you from whatever he was saying. You mindlessly stared at the floor as he continued preaching, and in the blink of an eye, an hour had passed, as Terzo made his final statement.

“It is lust that keeps us alive. Thank you, siblings.”

The church burst into applause, clearly moved by his words. But it made you angry. This wasn’t a performance act, this was service, but he had the Clergy wrapped around his finger with his captivating presence. But, at the same time, could you be mad at him for a job well done? You were the bitter one, holding onto your past as you desperately pumped air into its cold, dead lungs, trying to bring it back to life and rekindle a flame that was long gone.

As you were about to exit the room with your siblings of sin, you had the urge to say something on your way out. You reached the front of the room, Terzo standing just feet away at the pedestal, your mind rapidly firing through things you could say to him.  Say sorry. Tell him he did well. Flip him off. Grab him by the hair and throw him into the wall. Or… grab him by the hair, pull him in close, and- Ugh. And just as you passed him, you built up the courage to give him one brief message.

“Congratulations.” You quietly uttered, not even making eye contact, before following your siblings of sin out of the room.

Terzo continued to exhibit talent and passion through his sermons over the next year. He was a gifted speaker; he had no trouble capturing the attention of the crowd. You actively fought against his charm, attempting to train yourself to tune out Terzo’s preaching. It was hard to pay attention to the subject matter at hand whenever his voice brought back memories of the laughter, whispers, and conversations you shared throughout your childhood. Unfortunately, due to the overwhelmingly positive reactions he received from the siblings, he was preaching quite a lot, every Saturday at that. You stayed in the shadows during group discussions, your voice silent, your passion for the Dark Lord not alive as it once was. Eventually, you started skipping sermons on Saturdays altogether. Missing your own God hurt less than missing your best friend.

You knew you should be over it, it was foolish and immature to hold onto your past conflicts, which happened years ago at this point. But you hated him. Or, at least, you hated seeing him. The power had gotten to his head, there was no doubt. His ego had never been higher.  You couldn’t stand seeing him stride around the Abbey looking so satisfied with himself, arm wrapped around the nearest person as he ushered them to his bedroom.

And no matter how hard you tried to drown it out, his words still echoed in your mind.

“It is lust that keeps us alive.”

°❀°

One Saturday, when you had planned to study in the library, word spread that everyone was to attend service that day. You would rather do anything but go, but you couldn’t disobey the direct orders given to you. You took a seat in the back of the room as usual, bracing yourself to hear Terzo’s voice. As the siblings waited for the arrival of their speaker, you fidgeted with your habit, staring at the ground as you anxiously pondered what message was so important for everybody to be summoned. You heard footsteps pacing towards the pulpit, a sigh, and then a voice addressing the Clergy. But to your surprise, it was not Terzo’s voice, rather than that belonging to his brother, Primo. Primo stood at the head of the room, his facial expression solemn, and cleared his throat.

“Siblings of Sin,” He began. Something was wrong.

“We are a family here. We have come together as a group of outcasts, free thinkers, and rebellious souls. We have found comfort and safety in each other, and will continue to do so throughout all phases of life.” He stated, his grim tone leaving the siblings on the edge of their seats.

“And death.”

Your heart dropped. No, there was no way.

If you’re here to be a whore, do it some other night. I know it’s all you’re good for-

Someone as stupid as you-

Fuck you. Fuck you, Terzo. Fuck you. I hope you fail just like Nihil told you you would. I can’t wait to see it happen. Fuck you.

Every hateful thing you had ever said to Terzo began replaying in your mind at a debilitating pace. This couldn’t be happening. There was no way. You sat in the back of the chamber, trying not to hyperventilate as the world caved in around you. It felt as if your heart had sunken into the ground beneath you, and you wished you would sink with it. That it was you instead of Terzo. You began to spiral so deeply you swore the room began to as well, your surroundings blurring together as the walls began to spin, and-

“We will never forget Papa Nihil and his impact.”

The spinning stopped. You could finally breathe. The tears streaming down your face became tears of joy as you experienced a relief so enlightening you felt like you could float. It was horrible, that the news of someone’s death brought you relief, but you were infinitely grateful that the someone wasn’t Terzo. But why wasn’t Terzo here?

It didn’t matter. He was somewhere. And you had to find him.

You stood up, excusing yourself from the service as you burst out the door and sprinted down the hallway. The adrenaline you faced was still coursing through your veins and fueled your every step. Your body, driven by autopilot, knew where it was taking you before your mind even did. You ran down the hall and out of the two glass doors, nearly tripping down the staircase as you entered the large field. A patch of daisies stood in the distance, and beside it, a figure hunched over, sitting on the ground. Terzo.

You ran faster than you ever had in your entire life, nearly crashing into the grass as you knelt beside him.

“Terzo!” you panted. He did not respond, focusing on something in his hands. You looked down and noticed a few daisies were set before him, two in his hands as he tied them together. “I’m not here to start a fight, Terzo.” His silence combined with your shrill voice made you feel like the preacher here. “Terzo, please just talk to me, I- I thought you died, Terzo.” you expressed, voice cracking.

“What?” He responded, his head snapping up.

“I thought you died.” You hysterically repeated. “I thought you were gone. When they, they told us about Nihil—before they said who it was- I- I thought it was you.” You wept. Without thinking, you wrapped your arms around him so tightly he might burst, his body initially stiffening up, but soon melting into your embrace. You had seen him and heard him throughout the past five years, but you hadn’t felt him in far too long. How you missed him. His scent, his warm body pressed against yours. The soft rise and fall of his chest. You pulled away, soaking in the eye contact you had craved for so long. “I was so scared. I was so scared. It was like… The world stopped. And I just… I regretted everything. I felt what it was like to lose you. Again. For those few seconds. I wanted nothing else more than to have you back. And I do. I want you back. I’m… Why am I always the one crying? I just, I want you back.” You wept violently. “I miss you, I miss you so bad. I want my best friend back. I know you’ve moved on but it hurts to hold this in. I miss you so bad, I masked it behind hate, but I want you back so badly.”

“… I miss you too, Y/N.” replied Terzo, quietly.

“Shit, I’m sorry I didn’t even share my condolences- I’m sorry about Nihil. Is that why you skipped service today?” you asked, momentarily hesitating before resting a hand on his shoulder.

“It’s fine. He’ll come back to haunt me, if not literally, figuratively. And no, I am not the one skipping service. I haven’t had my Saturday spot in months now, I switched to the late-night sessions on Fridays.”

“Why did they move you?”

“They didn’t. I chose it. I thought maybe you would come to that one.” He confessed.

“You… you  noticed I was gone?”

“Of course I did.”

“Then… why didn’t you just come talk to me?” you asked.

“I thought, why would you want to talk to me after what I did to you?”

“If you know it was so wrong, then why did you do it, Terzo?” you snapped.

Terzo did not respond, and instead, stared at the flowers in his hands.

“Don’t go silent on me again. Please. I remember exactly what you said five years ago, Terzo. You told me, ‘It is not a good idea for me to have a lover.’ And then you go off to fuck however many siblings of sin, and won’t even look me in the eyes? I don’t care how long ago it was, Terzo, it still hurts just as bad as it did the day you told me to take a seat across from you. Every time I think of what happened in the garden, I… It hurts. I felt disgusting, Terzo. I felt so guilty. I still do. I wanted to scrub my body clean of you after you left me, I wanted you out of my body and mind.  But you never left. I wanted so badly not to want you after what happened. But I still did. You broke my trust, Terzo. You broke my heart. And seeing you walk around the Abbey all high and mighty, so happy, at your peak, without me, it’s destroying me. ”

“Y/N. I haven’t had a single lover since the day I left you. All those quick fucks- they weren’t lovers. Those people were the impulses I let take over. Not you. You were more than that. I am far from my peak. I am at my lowest. The only thing that kept me alive was you, Y/N. Lust was the second-best thing. I’m sorry, Y/N. I am so sorry.” He apologized, looking up at you, his eyes full of remorse.

“Then why did you ghost me? Why, Terzo, if it was so hard, why did you-”

“It wasn’t my choice, Y/N,” He interjected.

“What do you mean, it wasn’t your choice?” You sniffled, rubbing tears from your eyes.

“It was my father, Y/N. My father- Nihil told me I couldn’t be around you anymore. He knew we were more than a stupid fling, that’s why he stopped it. He considered a relationship that was as committed as ours, platonic or romantic,  more of a distraction from my duties than worthless hookups would be. And then, after I had nothing to present to him, he thought it proved his point. That you weren’t good for me, you distracted me from my goals. It only worsened his disapproval. I should’ve stood up to him. I should have explained otherwise. But I was afraid.”

“Terzo, I… It did prove his point. I ruined your chance. I’m the reason you had to wait to become a preacher.” You lamented, guilt riddling your heart.

“It is true, you took the journal. It hurt. That you intended to do such a thing, soil my progress. But you didn’t ruin anything for me. I ruined it for myself.  I wasn’t ready for that responsibility at all. There was nothing in the journal to begin with, Y/N.” He revealed.

“What?”

“I did nothing. I had nothing to present.”

“You’re lying.”

“No, Y/N. There was nothing.” he restated.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I knew I hurt you so deeply. I didn’t want to hurt you again.I thought you wouldn’t want to be around me ever again. I was afraid of my father’s reaction. And now, I don’t have to be afraid.”

Both of you were so blinded by your stubbornness, unwillingness to communicate, and fear of rekindling a flame you thought was long gone, that you did not realize you both longed for the same thing: each other.

“I can’t pretend this is just a friendship, Terzo. Or that it ever was. I know it was one night, but I… it’s not just that.”

“It was never just one night,” he responded.  

“Could we… would you ever want to try again, Terzo?” you asked, fearfully preparing yourself for rejection.

“I want that more than anything.” Silence spread through the air once again. But this one was a comfortable silence, one that allowed you to bathe in each other’s presence. One that allowed you to be grateful for the each other and nothing else. You looked down at the flowers placed in front of him.

“Sometimes when I am stressed, I do what you taught me. Make daisy chains.” He explained. “It feels like you’re with me.”

Your heart melted at the sentiment of the action, as he tied the final two flowers together.

“Well, I’m with you now. And I’m not going anywhere.” you professed.

Terzo tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and placed the crown on top of your head.

“And neither am I.” He said, kissing the top of your head before pulling you into another hug, one less frantic than the one before, but still just as needed. The feeling of his heart beating against yours breathed new air into your lungs, brought you back to life, his arms wrapped around you providing you a familiar sense of safety you had been deprived of for years now.

“My best friend. My soulmate. La mia Margherita.”

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As you rolled over in bed, you found yourself face to face with your lover, his appearance still blissfully remnant of his slumber; heavy eyes and perfectly messy hair.

“Happy birthday, Margherita.” he rasped, a soft smile grazing his lips.

You two began getting ready for the day, side-by-side in the bathroom mirror, as you always did.

“Shit. I’m out of paint.” He cursed, after opening the container and seeing the contents were empty.

You rummaged through your makeup bag and handed him a tube of eyeliner, saving the day.

“Ah, grazie. What would I do without you?” He asked, leaning over to kiss your cheek.

“I’m not sure.” You teased. For a moment, you just stared at him in the mirror, admiring his features as he applied his eye makeup. “Hard to believe you’re a Cardinal.” You broke the silence.

“You thought I couldn’t do it?” He played with you, gently jabbing you in the side with his elbow.

“Oh, no, it's just- it feels like yesterday you were giving your first sermon as a preacher.” You recalled. “It is lust that keeps us alive.”

“You still remember?” He asked, smiling fondly.

“Of course I do.”

“I won’t let you forget, my lust may continue into my afterlife as well.”

“You’re gonna be a horny ghost?” You laughed.

“Si.” He confirmed, evoking more laughter out of you. “Merda. I have a meeting at 12. What time is it?” He asked, frantically looking around for a clock.

“You’re a mess. Good thing that’s why I love you.” You chuckled, entering your bedroom to check the time. “It’s 11:55.”

“Merda! Okay, I have to go now. I’ll be back here at around 12. Have fun with your sisters.”

“See you, Terzo.” You said, kissing him on the cheek before he bolted out of the room.

Later that day, after a nice brunch with your sisters, you and Terzo sat on a stone bench in the garden, admiring the surrounding scenery. You discovered something new about it each time you visited- Primo’s attention to detail never ceased to impress you.

“So, about what I said earlier…” He began.

“About being a horny ghost? Terzo, we aren’t doing anything in here.” You bantered.

“You’re right. It is too bright outside. Unless you suggest otherwise. Ah, I joke. But what I was going to say is…” He took a deep breath in. “How much of my first sermon do you remember?”

“Um, honestly, not a lot… My head wasn’t in the right place,” you admitted.

“I assumed. But there is something I said that day that I would like to tell you now if that’s okay.”

You nodded.

“I have learned a lot about lust. And, while a lot of it is, well, a hands-on experience, I could say- the most important thing I have learned about it is something I learned in contemplation, by myself.”

“What is it?”

“That lust is not only heated nights and bodies intertwined, it is something… greater. But what I did not say was that- that something greater is you, Y/N. We are taught lust is longing, a desire so deep that we cannot live without it… Something innate inside of us… You are the only thing that ignites that inside of me. The only thing that has ever been innate to me, ever. There is nothing else I long for more than you.” confessed Terzo, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small box. Your jaw dropped when he opened it, revealing a dazzling gold ring that glimmered in the sunlight, the band embedded with gems, and in the center, a sparkling diamond surrounded by engravements resembling petals.

A daisy ring.

“Y/N… Will you marry me?”

The winding path had led you right back to where you began, a love so pure and treasured it could never fade.

 Terzo Emeritus, your best friend, former enemy, your first and last lover.

 The tears forming in your eyes made them glimmer as brightly as the ring itself, as you replied,

“Yes.”

Terzo slipped the ring onto your finger, pulling you in for a passionate kiss before wrapping you in his embrace. And as you were mid-embrace with your fiancée, you opened your eyes, and in the distance, spotted a few daisies daring to sprout beside the garden gates.

Primo was right. Those things would never die.

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please forgive me, i always get all sappy at the end of my posts even though it's stupid haha. this is the longest i've ever consistently worked on a fic, and the longest one i've written. this was a wild wild ride let me tell you. i actually had to shut my laptop at one point cause i started tearing up, i know the story is nothing revolutionary, but i’m emotional haha. also… i HIGHLY recommend the playlist. i’m biased but i am in love with this playlist haha. there are a lot of hidden details and concepts in this fic i kind of geek out over. if you’re interested in an analysis post, lmk! or if you’re not, well i might make one anyway haha i’m annoying lmao

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A helping hand

Jack and Marguerite Baker x femreader, an au where the mold never got to them and a younger woman is their third part. A list of different things from sfw to nsfw.

"You are more than just a helping hand in the Baker residence. The couple very much adore each other, but you were the missing puzzle piece in their homely life in need for some help."

Tw: 18+, Mentions of hunting and taxidermy, alcohol, smoking, sexual and sensual activities, voyeurism.

(If you want you can listen to In dreams, Sierra Ferrell. You look like you love me, Ella Langley, or Just in love with you, The Deslondes while reading. I've listened to them while writing and it felt so cozy<3)

Sfw

After you said yes to Marguerite's offer you spent your days helping out the Baker couple. They both felt everything got easier and less stressful with you there. And how they loved having you around. It made their days brighter and filled with more purpose.

The main thing you helped them with was the bed n' breakfast. It had been one of Jack's dreams and it was absolutely amazing. They had your endless support in making it run as smoothly as possible. It wasn't open all year around, but it made good money and some regular guests. You'd always greet the regulars with a big smile and some extra services on the house.

You and Marguerite would usually spend parts of the week baking and stocking up the pantry with homemade food. You'd have sweet music playing in the background, laughing together and having a good ol' time. Jack would come by every now and then. Trying to steal a bite of whatever you were making or just to engage in hearty conversation with the two of you.

When doing laundry you'd help Marguerite with the heavier lifting and bending down to pick stuff up for her. You didn't mind doing the laundry alone sometimes too. She always felt so grateful and would give you a treat or something good to drink afterwards.

Marguerite would often go foraging and you had joined her in doing so. Finding a variety of plants to use in your cooking. Anything from berries to fruits, herbs, roots and whatever delicious things you'd find in the garden and local area. The heavy things to carry was taken care of by you. Foraging made the food taste that special bit better, knowing you had put in the extra effort of gathering it yourself.

If you went out foraging alone you always end up picking a bouquet of flowers for Marguerite and Jack. Their favourite flowers mixed together and put in a beautiful vase. They adored your simple act of love. You loved doing small things to show your love and gratitude.

On cold nights you'd cuddle up on a couch next to Marguerite. Both of you with a cup of tea and a good book, just enjoying each other's company. Sometimes you'd look through photo albums together as she told you stories. You had even picked up a habit of crocheting when spending time with her. Alot of the crocheting you did ended up as gifts or decorations around the house. You and Marguerite truly bonded over these activities.

When Jack was out hunting he always came home with something. Big or small, you and Marguerite where proud either way. Jack did all the butchering so you and Marguerite only had to prepare it for storing or cooking. He took you out hunting sometimes if you wanted to come along. He'd show you all the tricks and the best places. It was a good opportunity to look for places to forage or pick flowers from. You enjoyed the time you spent together as he taught you everything he knew about hunting.

Since Jack hunted he also did some taxidermy. He liked using the whole animal so nothing was wasted. His favourite thing to do was make something for you. He knew you loved oddities, and he felt proud to present you with something he had put so much work and passion into. You always loved the trinkets and taxidermy he made for you. You had placed them around the house and in your room to show of the priced possessions you had been gifted.

If you ever got hurt the both of them would drop what they where doing and come running. Jack would either carry you or support you while asking if you're alright. He always got this worried expression while talking to you. Marguerite would check out your wounds and get whatever was needed to treat you. Telling you how everything is going to be fine and how brave you are. They made you feel so safe and cared for.

Every now and then they would often fall asleep in a chair each or on a couch together. Leaning on the doorframe or a wall you tilted your head to the side with a soft smile. Pulling blankets over them so they wouldn't get cold and letting them get the rest they deserved. You didn't have the heart to wake them up.

Jack loved playing records or cassettes for you. Since you loved having music on alot of them time he wanted to show you all his old classics. Most of it was country and old rock. His favourite moments where when you lit up with joy as you discovered new songs that you fell in love with. He got the most genuine smile and eyes filled with admiration as he watched you.

When it was dinnertime you'd all help each other. You and Marguerite did most of the cooking and setting the table, but Jack would always help out with the dishes and the cleanup so you really didn't mind.

There was so much love to go around in the household. Always a hug to spare, a kind smile, loving eyes and words of affection. A frequent kiss to either the cheek or forehead. Praise for the good work or a helping hand. Loving nicknames all day long. Honey or darling where the most commonly used.

You'd watch football matches together with Jack when they where on TV. Football wasn't really you thing, but you enjoyed spending time with him. He always answered your questions with enthusiasm. You loved listening to him speak so passionately, even though you didn't understand half of the terms used in football.

On sunny days you would often lay in the tall grass and look up at the clouds drifting by. Jack and Marguerite would often find you asleep out there. Waking up in your bed you knew what had happened. You felt so greatful for them and nothing could ever make you leave them.

Jack used to brew his own beer. Some of it was sold in the bed n' breakfast and some he kept for himself. He also made some moonshine, but that was mostly for tinctures and such that Marguerite made. You'd often help with keeping count and packaging while you kept them company.

You'd catch youself admiring them from a distance. Thinking of how cute they are, how well they fit together. It made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. A wholesome feeling as you watched them interact.

If you put on one of their favourite records you could see them dancing together as if they had just fallen in love. Your heart fluttering as you watched them glide across the floor. How you loved setting up these "accidental" scenarios.

If you ever went away for a few days they would miss you dearly. Waiting for their darling to come back home again. They kept themselves busy while you where gone of course, but you where always in the back of their mind.

Nsfw

Believe it or not, but Marguerite had been the one to contact you about the whole situation. Jack had been more hesistant about the whole ordeal, but he warmed up to the idea after a while. Marguerite had explained it all to you, the choice was all up to you. You spent some time thinking it over and asked about different things. And after some back and forth you couldn't possibly say no.

Marguerite wasn't able to provide the same actions that Jack longed for anymore. She of course tried, but it made her feel sad that she couldn't do it for him anymore. He never made her feel bad about it though. He loved his dear wife all the same.

That's where you came in. A helping hand in the areas she couldn't preform. She knew Jack would come to love you eventually. You all spent time in the beginning to get to know each other before anything explicit where to happen of course. Making sure everyone was on board amd secure.

For Marguerite you would provide different sorts of relaxing and pleasureable activities, since sexual activities was of the table for her. You would draw warm baths for her. Lightning the room with candles to create a soft and sensual atmosphere. Music and wonderful aromas filled the air as you helped her into the tub. You help her by washing her hair and scrub her back. Letting her feel deserving of some luxury and pampering. You'd tell her how beautiful see still was and it gave her nice a confidence boost.

Other times you would give her sensual massages. Helping her neck, shoulders and back to relax more. You made the experience solely focusing on her enjoyment. Using oils and lotions with her favorite sents.

On Marguerite and Jack's date nights you would help Marguerite with dressing up, making her feel gorgeous. You'd help her with some makeup as well so she could look in the mirror and feel sexy again. She was so greatful for your actions and would hug you tightly.

Marguerite would tell you about their younger days, reminiscing about the things they had tried in the bedroom. You'd share a bottle of wine and some goodies as tou talked. Setting the mood for the things you talked about. She told you all about hew he had made her feel when fooling around. She would tell you what to try with him and how he liked it. She had all sort of ideas for the two of you to try out. It was interesting and exciting listening to Marguerite speak so wholeheartedly about their past sexlife. It almost felt like an honor that they let you be a part of such an intimate part of their life.

Jack still loved caressing his wife very much. He never missed a chance to do so. Giving Marguerite the feeling of being sexy and sensual however he could. Giving her lustfilled kisses, making it very clear how much how she made him feel. The bulge in his crotch was the unmistakable evidence. He sincerly loved her, so he made her feel special in any way he could.

For a man of his age Jack was very much in shape for sex. He had no problem getting erections and his stamina was impressive. You suspected that it was a mix of him keeping himself in shape by working so much and all the homemade food.

Jack was a generous lover. He did not mind waiting his turn. You would always come first in line, unless you initiated something on him first of course. He was a sucker for your antics and couldn't help but fall victim if you did something suggestive towards him.

Having a think for smoking wasn't for the faint hearted around Jack and Marguerite. You yourself didn't like to smoke, but how you loved watching others do. When you had the chance you kepp them company just so you could watch them. Jack was the one who smoked the most out of the two, so you often ended up watching him in awe. The way he held the cigarettein his lips. How the glowing tip brightend as he took a drag. How the puff of smoke cane out and slithered it's way into the air from his mouth or nose. If you didn't find him attractive before, oh lord you sure did now.

Marguerite would be invited to watch you and Jack. Voyeurism turned out to be exciting for her, and she enjoyed every second of it. She would often watch from a distance, while other times she sat nearby saying loving fraces to her two lovebirds. Her words would often praise or encourage you both. She would give Jack passionate kisses in-between. She would also gently cup you chin and tell you what a good girl you were being.

When you where alone with Jack and felt frisky, nothing could stop you from feeling him up. Or rather down honestly. A finger trailing down his body until it met his crotch, cupping it, giving it a soft squeeze. Oh the look he gave you when you did that, dangerous hunger in his eyes. It made you bite your lip and squeeze your thighs together.

When Jack found you standing around he would come up behind you. Either giving your bottom a loving squeeze or a hungry kiss along you neck. Murmuring sweet nothings in your ear, making you blush and feel warm inside. It had occasionally ended in him taking you from behind wherever you where. And boy howdy you couldn't even have fantasized these moments.

One of your favorites things to do was disturbing Jack when he was watching football and drinking beer alone. You'd crawl up between his legs and give him a good ol' blowjob. Because you knew there was a rewarding punishment for disturbing him like this. It usually ended up being cock warming or being lazily fingered until his footballmatch was done and his beer was finished. If it was a match he didn't care much for he'd make you ride him agonisingly slow while he was focused on your tits. You were so impatient and turned into a whiny and whimpering mess, but it was definitely worth it in the end.

If Marguerite had gone to bed early and Jack didn't feel like going to sleep yet, he'd ask if you felt like fooling around. Your answer was yes most of the time. You didn't get enough of this man to be quite honest. He often ended up with his face buried between your legs, eating you out like he was starving. He almost forgot about his own erection. Some nights he would sleep over in your room and other nights he would wish you sweet dreams before he went back to his and Marguerite's bedroom.

[price1972]

So, I started Ozempic to help my diabetes. I tolerated the first three 0.25 doses with no problems. Started the 0.50 doses and immediately got severely nauseous, not to the extent of throwing up, but pretty close. Then, after my 3rd 0.5 dose (it’s 1 shot a week, so this was week 6, with the previous 2 weeks of me barely being able to get out of bed), I got violently ill, throwing up, diarrhea, the works. And severe pain in my lower right stomach. ,y husband was convinced it was appendicitis, because I ha d 9 out of 10 of the most common symptoms from google. He finally got in touch with the liver clinic head (we are both idiots who didn’t program the damn emergency number in our phones and couldn’t find the paper in out binder that has it) on a Saturday, which was extremely involved. She told us to call the ambulance and take me to the local hospital instead of Hopkins. We did that, and my vitals met the curriculum for sepsis, so they drove me Priority 1, which is the lights, siren, blowing through intersections, the works. Let me tell you, that is NOT a fun ride, especially when your gut hurts. So many bumps. Anyway, after all the tests and a few hours a local hospital, I was transferred to Hopkins. Again, not a fun ride with a painful gut. All the testing done again, and agreed: Appendicitis. Went into surgery on Sunday (Father’s Day) and the doctor said 1) my appendix was gangrenous and necrotic and 2) the worst appendix he’d ever seen. Awesome. So this was my view for several days of South Baltimore:

Here’s a photo of the most plastic omelet I’ve ever had. Normally the food at Hopkins isn’t too bad, but this was awful. I ate it though.

And here’s a photo of my IV line, that I accidentally ripped out of my hand and bled all over the bathroom floor. I felt terrible for the nurses, but they said it happens all the time. Yikes.

My room (I called it my she-shed, I’ve been in it so much in the past year.

And the gorgeous flowers my daughter gave me:

And this was funny. My diet got changed to regular from liquid only after I’d already ordered my dinner, so the food service gave me both my broth and sodas and my real dinner with more sodas. I ended up taking home like a case worth of Diet Coke, which is worth some $$ in today’s economy. The pyramid gave me and the nurses a good laugh though.

I got discharged 2 days before my daughter’s 18th birthday, and I was determined to make her cake. I ordered all the glitter and fondant and molds in the hospital and we picked them up on our way home from the hospital. I haven’t decorated a cake in years, but it turned out pretty ok.

Even better, she seemed to like it. Confetti cake with vanilla better cream icing.

All in all, an eventful week in the middle of June. 😂

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What is the purpose of an eavestrough?

An eavestrough installation and repair service , also known as a gutter, is a channel installed along the edges of a roof to collect and direct rainwater or melted snow away from a building's foundation. It plays a crucial role in protecting the structural integrity of a building by managing water flow.

Purposes of an Eavestrough:

Water Management:

Collects rainwater or melting snow from the roof and directs it to downspouts.

Prevents water from spilling over the edges of the roof.

Foundation Protection:

Directs water away from the building's foundation, reducing the risk of water pooling, erosion, or structural damage.

Prevention of Water Damage:

Protects walls, windows, and doors from excessive water exposure, which could lead to rot, mold, or peeling paint.

Landscape Preservation:

Prevents water runoff from damaging flower beds, grass, and other landscaping near the building.

Ice Dam Prevention:

Helps control the flow of melting snow and reduces the formation of ice dams in colder climates.

Basement Protection:

Reduces the risk of basement flooding caused by water seeping through the ground or cracks in the foundation.

Key Components:

Gutter Channels: Run horizontally along the edge of the roof.

Downspouts: Vertical pipes that guide water from the gutters to the ground or drainage system.

End Caps and Connectors: Seal the ends of the eavestroughs and connect sections.

Hangers and Brackets: Secure the gutters to the roofline.

Splash Blocks or Extensions: Redirect water discharged from downspouts further away from the building.

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The Essential Benefits of Spring and Fall Yard Clean-Up Services in Oklahoma

Maintaining a beautiful, healthy yard throughout the year can be a challenging task, especially in Oklahoma, where weather conditions fluctuate dramatically between seasons. Spring and fall are critical times for yard care, and hiring spring and fall yard clean-up services in Oklahoma can help you ensure your garden is prepared for the demands of each season. Whether you're preparing for new growth or putting your lawn to rest for the winter, professional clean-up services provide essential benefits that save you time, effort, and frustration.

 Why Spring and Fall Clean-Up Services are Essential

 1. Promote Healthy Lawn and Garden Growth

In Oklahoma, the transition from winter to spring can be harsh on your lawn and garden. Spring yard clean-up services include raking away dead leaves, removing plant debris, and clearing garden beds of any old growth. This cleanup allows for improved air circulation, better water absorption, and prevents mold and mildew growth in the soil. With the debris removed, your plants can thrive and receive the nutrients and sunlight they need to grow strong. This is particularly important for preparing the lawn for new grass growth and ensuring that flowers, shrubs, and trees have the best possible start in spring.

Fall is just as important for yard maintenance. Spring and fall yard clean-up services in Oklahoma help prepare your garden for the upcoming winter months by removing fallen leaves, dead plants, and excess debris. This reduces the risk of fungal diseases and prevents pests from finding shelter in your yard during the colder months. By getting your garden ready for the dormant period, you ensure it will bounce back healthily in the spring.

 2. Save Time and Energy

Yard clean-up can be time-consuming, especially when you have a busy schedule. Spring and fall yard clean-up services in Oklahoma save you the hassle of spending hours clearing leaves, trimming shrubs, and removing debris. Professional landscapers have the experience, tools, and equipment to complete the job quickly and efficiently. With their help, you can focus on other important tasks while they take care of your yard, ensuring it stays in top condition without the physical strain of doing it yourself.

 3. Enhance Curb Appeal

Your yard is one of the first things people notice when they approach your home, and both spring and fall clean-up services play a key role in enhancing your home’s curb appeal. Spring yard clean-up services help get your lawn and garden ready for the blooming season, by clearing away dead plant material, trimming overgrown shrubs, and ensuring flower beds are primed for planting. This not only makes your garden look neat but also gives your home an inviting and polished appearance as the weather warms up.

 4. Customized Services for Each Season

Each season has its own set of yard care needs, and spring and fall yard clean-up services in Oklahoma are designed to address those specific requirements. In the spring, the focus is on preparing your yard for new growth, while in the fall, the goal is to protect your plants and lawn for the winter months. Professional landscapers tailor their services to meet the demands of each season, ensuring that your yard is properly cared for year-round.

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Professional Gutter Cleaning & Roof Blow-Off with VGRC

If you own a home in Spokane County, ensuring its safety and longevity is likely a top priority. One often-overlooked part of home maintenance is keeping the gutters and roof free of debris. Enter VGRC, LLC's Gutter Cleaning and Roof Blow-Off Services — your ticket to ongoing peace of mind. Let's take a deeper dive into why these services are vital for your home's health and how VGRC provides unmatched convenience and care.

Why Gutter Cleaning Is Essential

Prevent Water Damage and Costly Repairs

Your gutters do more than just sit along the edge of your roof—they protect your home's foundation from potentially devastating water damage. When gutters get clogged with leaves, twigs, and other debris, rainwater can overflow and accumulate around the foundation, leading to problems like cracks, erosion, and even basement flooding. Regular gutter cleaning prevents these issues before they start, saving you money and stress down the line.

Avoid Damage to Fascia and Soffits

Clogged gutters can cause water to back up and overflow, which often leads to damage to your home's fascia boards and soffits. These areas are not designed to handle constant water exposure, and the result can be rotting wood, peeling paint, and structural damage. Regular gutter cleaning by VGRC helps ensure that water flows correctly, protecting these vital parts of your home.

Protect Landscaping and Foundation

When gutters overflow, the excess water can erode your landscaping, wash away flower beds, and even create depressions in your yard. Worse still, water pooling around your foundation can cause cracks, weakening the structural integrity of your home. By keeping your gutters clear, VGRC ensures rainwater is directed away from these sensitive areas, protecting both your yard and your foundation.

Signs Your Gutters Need Cleaning: Don't Wait for Problems to Arise!

1. Water Spilling Over Edges

One telltale sign that your gutters are crying out for a good cleaning is when you see water pouring over the edges—even during light rainfall. This overflow usually means your gutters are clogged with debris, preventing them from performing their duty. When VGRC cleans your gutters, we make sure all blockages are removed, restoring proper water flow and keeping your home dry and safe.

2. Sagging Gutters

If your gutters are sagging or starting to pull away from the roofline, it’s a clear indication they’re overloaded with debris. The weight of wet leaves, twigs, and grime can weaken the gutter attachments, potentially leading to a complete collapse. Our regular cleanings ensure that your gutters remain free from this kind of buildup, preventing costly repairs and replacements.

3. Peeling Paint or Rust

Gutters that are clogged or overflowing will often cause the paint on nearby walls to peel or develop rust spots. When VGRC cleans your gutters, we prevent this from happening by ensuring water is directed away from your home’s structure, preserving the exterior's beauty.

4. Plants Growing in Gutters

If you notice small plants or weeds growing in your gutters, it’s a major red flag that your gutters need cleaning. Seeds that are blown onto your roof can settle in gutter debris, sprout, and grow. This can add significant weight to your gutter system and cause major blockages. VGRC's professional gutter cleaning service will ensure your gutters are plant-free and fully functional.

Benefits of Roof Blow-Offs: What Makes This Service So Important?

The VGRC Roof Blow-Off Service is not just about aesthetics—it’s about protection. Pine needles, leaves, and twigs can collect on your roof and trap moisture, leading to serious problems like mold growth, rot, and algae. Over time, this buildup can also compromise shingles and lead to leaks. With our Roof Blow-Off Service, you can prevent all these issues:

Prolong Your Roof’s Life: A roof free of debris is a roof that lasts longer. By keeping your roof clean, you can avoid expensive replacement costs in the future.

Prevent Mold Growth: Roof debris creates the perfect environment for mold to grow, which can damage roofing materials and even affect your indoor air quality. Our roof blow-off service keeps this threat at bay.

VGRC's Gutter Cleaning Service: A Convenient Way to Maintain Your Home

With VGRC, we make home maintenance as easy as possible for Spokane homeowners. By choosing our Gutter Cleaning and Roof Blow-Off Service, you gain peace of mind knowing The Roof Ninja 🥷 and Kc 👷‍♀️ will visit your home to ensure everything remains pristine. Here’s what’s included:

Gutter Cleaning: We remove all debris, ensuring that your gutter system flows smoothly and directs rainwater safely away from your home.

Roof Blow-Off: Our team clears any debris collecting on your roof. This proactive measure helps prevent mold, moss growth, and any water damage risks.

Our services ensure your gutters and roof remain in excellent condition all year round, giving you more time to enjoy life and less time worrying about home maintenance.

Benefits of Regular Gutter Cleaning: Set It and Forget It!

Stress-Free Maintenance

When you schedule VGRC’s gutter cleaning service, you eliminate the need to remember to handle this crucial task seasonally. Our team will be there without you having to lift a finger. With our experienced cleaning specialists, your home is always in expert hands.

Prevent Costly Damage Before It Happens

Ignoring gutter maintenance can lead to clogs, leaks, and serious water damage. Our regular cleanings keep issues like these at bay. With consistent, reliable services, we help prevent costly repairs and give your home the proactive care it deserves.

Boost Curb Appeal

A clean roof and shiny, unclogged gutters make your home look pristine and well-cared-for. Regular cleanings from VGRC ensure your property shines, giving it the kind of curb appeal that’s sure to impress the neighbors.

Avoid Pest Infestations

Clogged gutters can become a haven for pests like mosquitoes, birds, and rodents. Standing water in blocked gutters is a breeding ground for mosquitoes, while dry leaves are an inviting nesting site for birds and rodents. Regular gutter cleaning by VGRC removes these attractive environments, keeping your home pest-free.

Who Benefits Most from Our Gutter Cleaning Services?

While everyone can benefit from clean gutters and a well-maintained roof, certain homeowners stand to gain even more from our services:

Homes Surrounded by Trees: If you live in a wooded area or have several trees around your property, debris like leaves and pine needles is a constant problem. Regular maintenance ensures these never become an issue.

Homes in Areas Prone to Heavy Rainfall: Spokane is no stranger to heavy rains, and with clogged gutters, that rainwater can cause serious damage. By opting for regular cleaning, you ensure your home stays safe, even in the worst weather.

Homeowners Who Value Convenience: With VGRC’s service, you won’t have to spend time thinking about when the next cleaning is due or climb any ladders yourself. VGRC, LLC’s plan brings true peace of mind.

Spokane DIY Tip of the Month 🌲: Bird Feeder with a Twist!

Need a way to bring some joy to your backyard? Consider making a DIY bird feeder using a few old items you might have lying around. Simply take a small jar and an old spoon, attach the spoon to the jar, fill it with birdseed, and hang it near your window. You’ll be amazed at how quickly the local birdlife will show up for a free meal—plus, it's a great way to reuse those items that are collecting dust in the garage!

Spokane Fun Fact 🌎: A Historic Expo Legacy!

Did you know that Spokane’s Riverfront Park was the site of Expo '74, one of the world’s first environmentally themed expos? Today, it remains a must-see attraction that symbolizes Spokane’s pioneering spirit and commitment to sustainability. Just like our Gutter Cleaning and Roof Blow-Off Services, it's all about keeping Spokane looking and feeling its best! 😄

Your Home Deserves the Best: Choose VGRC, LLC

When it comes to caring for your home, VGRC, LLC is the ultimate choice for Spokane County homeowners. Not only are we a true local company, but we are also licensed and insured (LICENSE #VERACGC770LW), which means your property is always in safe hands.

Remember, "WE FLAT LINE THE GUNK!" and "DON'T RISK FALLS, GIVE US A CALL!" 🏡 Our gutter cleaning and roof blow-off services are just what you need to keep your home beautiful, safe, and well-maintained throughout the year.

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Fall Lawn and Landscape Care: Essential Preparations Before Winter

As fall arrives, it’s the perfect time to give your lawn and landscape the attention they need before winter sets in. Proper fall maintenance not only protects your outdoor space from the harsh conditions ahead but also sets the stage for a healthy, thriving lawn in spring. Here are key steps to take this fall to ensure your landscape stays in top shape.

1. Fertilizer: Feeding Your Lawn for Winter

Fall is a critical time to fertilize your lawn. Applying a fall-specific lawn fertilizer helps nourish your grass as it prepares for dormancy during the colder months. A slow-release fertilizer can provide essential nutrients, strengthening the root system to endure winter and promoting healthy growth come spring.

2. Leaf Removal and Lawn Mowing

As the leaves start to fall, it’s important to keep your lawn clear. Leaving piles of leaves on your grass can smother it, leading to dead patches. Regular lawn mowing in the fall also helps keep your grass at the right height for winter—slightly longer than summer but still short enough to avoid mold. If you're pressed for time, consider hiring a lawn mowing service near me to ensure your lawn is well-maintained before winter.

3. Mulching: Insulating Your Garden Beds

Fall is a great time to refresh the mulching around your trees and garden beds. Adding a layer of mulch insulates the soil, protecting roots from freezing temperatures and retaining moisture. Whether you use organic mulch or rubber mulch, it will improve soil health and protect your plants through the winter months. You can even search for mulch near me to find local suppliers for bulk purchases.

4. Lawn Aeration: Encouraging Root Growth

If your lawn has seen heavy foot traffic over the summer, now is the time to aerate. Lawn aeration helps relieve soil compaction, allowing water, oxygen, and nutrients to reach the roots. This promotes stronger root systems and prepares the lawn for the coming winter. A professional lawn care service or lawn aeration service can make this process easy and effective.

5. Weed Control: Tackling Weeds Before Winter

Fall is also the best time to tackle any weeds that have popped up. Applying a weed control treatment in early fall will prevent them from taking over during the winter. A pre-emergent weed control product ensures that you’re not battling weeds when spring arrives, allowing your lawn to flourish without competition from unwanted plants.

6. Outdoor Maintenance: Winterizing Your Landscape

Preparing your landscape for winter is about more than just lawn care. Fall is a great time to check your sprinkler system for leaks or damage. Hiring a professional for sprinkler repair near me ensures the system is properly winterized and won’t freeze over. Additionally, trimming shrubs, cleaning up garden beds, and removing debris from your yard will help protect your landscape from snow and ice damage.

7. Seeding and Overseeding

If you’ve noticed bare patches or thinning areas in your lawn, fall is the perfect time for seeding or overseeding. Cooler temperatures and increased moisture make fall the ideal season for grass seed to establish roots before winter. Pairing overseeding with fertilization gives your lawn a head start for spring growth, especially if you plan on using lawn treatment services.

8. Preparing Your Landscaping Projects

Fall is also the time to plan and schedule larger landscaping projects before winter hits. Whether you’re looking to install sod, refresh your garden beds, or build a retaining wall, fall preparation ensures you’re ready to go when spring arrives. Reach out to landscaping companies near me to begin planning any projects you’ve been considering.

9. Lawn Edging and Trimming

Maintaining sharp edges along your flower beds and walkways can prevent overgrowth and make it easier to keep your yard tidy through the winter. Fall is the best time for lawn edging to create clean lines and keep your landscape looking sharp. You can also trim back perennials and other plants that need attention before frost hits.

10. Finding the Right Lawn Care Services

Whether you’re preparing for a DIY approach or seeking professional help, there are plenty of lawn care services near me that specialize in fall maintenance. From lawn fertilizer service and weed control to lawn mowing and aeration, investing in proper care now will prevent larger issues later. Be sure to ask about lawn treatment near me and get your property in top shape for the colder months ahead.

Conclusion: Preparing for Winter Success

Fall is the perfect time to give your lawn and landscape the attention they deserve. By focusing on fertilizer, mulching, aeration, and outdoor maintenance, you can ensure your lawn enters winter strong and ready to thrive in spring. Whether you're searching for lawn service near me, lawn treatment near me, or landscaping services near me, taking the right steps now will make all the difference.

Make fall lawn care a priority, and your landscape will reward you with a beautiful and healthy lawn next year!

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Top Wedding Venues in the Midlands for a Picture-Perfect Celebration

Choosing the perfect venue is one of the most crucial decisions in planning a wedding, and the Midlands offers an array of stunning options that can turn any celebration into a picture-perfect event. From historic estates and grand country houses to modern spaces and unique locations, the Midlands region caters to various tastes and styles. This guide explores some of the top wedding venues in the Midlands, highlighting their features and the unique charm they bring to a wedding day.

Historic Estates and Manors

For those dreaming of a wedding with a classic and timeless feel, historic estates and manors in the Midlands offer an unparalleled elegance. These venues are steeped in history and provide a grand setting that adds a sense of sophistication to any celebration.

One notable example is a beautifully preserved Georgian mansion with sprawling gardens and opulent interiors. The estate often features elegant ballrooms with high ceilings, intricate moldings, and chandeliers that create a stunning backdrop for a formal wedding. The surrounding gardens offer picturesque outdoor spaces for ceremonies and receptions, with manicured lawns, flower beds, and perhaps a serene lake or fountain that adds a touch of romance to the occasion.

Similarly, a Victorian manor with its ornate architecture and historical charm provides a perfect setting for a fairy-tale wedding. With its richly decorated rooms, grand staircase, and antique furnishings, this type of venue exudes a sense of grandeur and tradition. The gardens or grounds often include features like a walled garden or a gazebo, offering beautiful settings for both ceremonies and photographs.

Charming Country Houses

Country houses in the Midlands offer a more intimate and relaxed atmosphere while still providing a touch of elegance. These venues are ideal for couples looking for a blend of rustic charm and refined sophistication.

A country house with a classic design and beautiful surroundings is perfect for a serene and picturesque wedding. The house might be set on expansive grounds with rolling hills, woodlands, or a scenic lake. The interior of the house often includes cozy, yet elegant, rooms that create a warm and inviting atmosphere for the celebration. Many country houses also offer the option of exclusive use, allowing couples to enjoy privacy and an intimate setting with their guests.

Some country houses come with additional amenities like on-site accommodation and catering services, making it convenient for guests to stay on the property and for couples to manage their event seamlessly. The natural beauty of the surrounding landscape provides ample opportunities for stunning wedding photographs and adds a layer of tranquility to the wedding experience.

Modern and Contemporary Venues

For couples who prefer a more modern and chic setting, the Midlands has several contemporary venues that offer a sleek and stylish atmosphere. These venues often feature minimalist designs, cutting-edge facilities, and flexible spaces that can be customized to suit various themes and preferences.

A contemporary venue located in an urban setting, such as a stylish loft or a modern art gallery, provides a blank canvas for creative decoration and personalization. The clean lines, open spaces, and modern furnishings allow couples to create a unique and personalized wedding environment. These venues are often equipped with state-of-the-art technology and amenities, making them ideal for modern celebrations.

Another option is a modern hotel with elegant event spaces and luxurious amenities. These venues typically offer well-designed banquet halls, spacious suites for pre-wedding preparations, and on-site catering. The combination of contemporary design and high-quality service ensures a sophisticated and seamless wedding experience.

Unique and Unconventional Locations

For those looking for something truly distinctive, the Midlands offers a range of unique and unconventional wedding venues midlands. These locations provide an opportunity for couples to celebrate their wedding in a setting that stands out and offers a memorable experience.

One such venue might be a converted industrial space or warehouse, which has been transformed into a stylish and versatile event space. The raw, urban charm of these venues, combined with modern decor and creative lighting, creates a dramatic and memorable atmosphere for a wedding. The spacious layout allows for flexible arrangements and a variety of event styles, from cocktail receptions to seated dinners.

Another unique option is a botanical garden or arboretum, where couples can exchange vows surrounded by lush greenery and vibrant blooms. These venues offer a natural and enchanting setting that enhances the beauty of the wedding day. With various gardens, pavilions, and water features, a botanical garden provides countless opportunities for stunning wedding photographs and a connection to nature.

Considerations for Choosing the Perfect Venue

When selecting a wedding venue in the Midlands, there are several key considerations to keep in mind to ensure it meets the couple’s needs and expectations.

Capacity and Layout: It is essential to choose a venue that can comfortably accommodate the number of guests expected. Consider the layout of the space and how it will work for both the ceremony and reception, including the flow of guests and the placement of key elements like the dance floor and dining areas.

Location and Accessibility: The venue’s location should be convenient for guests, with adequate transportation options and parking facilities. Accessibility for all guests, including those with mobility issues, is also an important factor to consider.

Catering and Services: Determine whether the venue provides in-house catering or if external vendors are required. Some venues offer comprehensive packages that include catering, decoration, and event planning services, which can simplify the planning process.

Ambiance and Style: Choose a venue that aligns with the couple’s vision and theme for the wedding. The venue’s style and ambiance should complement the overall aesthetic and atmosphere of the event.

Budget: Ensure that the venue fits within the wedding budget, considering additional costs such as rental fees, catering, and any other services or amenities that may be required.

Conclusion

The Midlands offers a diverse array of wedding venues that cater to various tastes and preferences, ensuring that every couple can find the perfect setting for their special day. Whether drawn to the grandeur of historic estates, the charm of country houses, the modernity of contemporary spaces, or the uniqueness of unconventional locations, couples are sure to find a venue that matches their vision and creates a picture-perfect celebration.

Selecting the ideal venue involves careful consideration of factors such as capacity, location, catering, and ambiance. By exploring the top wedding venues in the Midlands, couples can find a setting that enhances their wedding day and provides a memorable experience for themselves and their guests. Each venue’s distinctive features and charm contribute to making the wedding day truly special and unforgettable.

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Is Your Home Protected? Discover the Best Guttering Solutions in Adelaide!

Introduction

Guttering is an essential component of any home, playing a critical role in protecting your property from water damage. In Adelaide, where weather conditions can vary significantly, having a reliable guttering system is even more crucial. Guttering Adelaide specialises in providing top-quality guttering solutions tailored to the specific needs of Adelaide homeowners. In this blog, we'll explore the importance of guttering, the different types of materials available, and how to maintain your gutter system for long-lasting performance.

The Role of Guttering in Home Protection

Preventing Water DamageThe primary function of gutters is to channel rainwater away from your home's foundation. Without a properly functioning gutter system, rainwater can pool around the base of your house, leading to foundation erosion, basement flooding, and structural damage. By directing water away from your home, guttering helps prevent these costly issues and protects your property.

Protecting Roof and WallsGutters also play a vital role in protecting your roof and walls from water damage. Without gutters, rainwater can overflow, causing damage to your roof's fascia and soffits. This can lead to wood rot, mold growth, and other issues that compromise the integrity of your roof. Additionally, water that runs down the walls can stain and damage the exterior of your home.

Preserving LandscapingExcessive water runoff from a lack of proper guttering can damage your landscaping. Flower beds, shrubs, and lawns can be washed away or flooded, ruining the aesthetic appeal of your garden. By installing a quality guttering system, you can protect your landscaping and maintain your property's curb appeal.

Choosing the Right Guttering Material

Aluminum GuttersAluminum is one of the most popular materials for guttering due to its lightweight nature, resistance to rust, and affordability. It is available in various colors and can be easily painted to match your home's exterior. Aluminum gutters are durable and can last for many years with proper maintenance.

Steel GuttersSteel gutters are known for their strength and durability. They can withstand heavy rainfall and are less likely to dent compared to aluminum gutters. However, they are prone to rust over time, so regular maintenance and protective coatings are necessary to extend their lifespan.

Vinyl GuttersVinyl gutters are a cost-effective option and are resistant to rust and corrosion. They are lightweight and easy to install, making them a popular choice for DIY projects. However, vinyl gutters may not be as durable as metal options and can become brittle in extreme temperatures.

Copper GuttersCopper gutters are a premium option that offers both durability and aesthetic appeal. They develop a beautiful patina over time, adding character to your home. Copper gutters are resistant to rust and corrosion, making them a long-lasting choice. However, they are more expensive than other materials and require professional installation.

Maintaining Your Guttering System

Regular CleaningKeeping your gutters clean is essential to ensure they function properly. Debris such as leaves, twigs, and dirt can clog your gutters, preventing water from flowing freely. Regular cleaning, especially after the autumn season, helps maintain the efficiency of your gutter system.

Inspect for DamagePeriodically inspect your gutters for any signs of damage, such as cracks, leaks, or sagging sections. Addressing these issues promptly can prevent more significant problems down the line. At Guttering Adelaide, we offer professional inspection services to help you identify and fix any guttering issues.

Check DownspoutsDownspouts play a crucial role in directing water away from your home. Ensure that they are free of obstructions and properly connected to the gutters. If water is pooling around your foundation, it may indicate a problem with your downspouts.

Why Choose Guttering Adelaide?

Expertise and ExperienceGuttering Adelaide has a team of experienced professionals who specialize in gutter installation, maintenance, and repair. We understand the unique challenges posed by Adelaide's climate and provide tailored solutions to meet your specific needs.

Quality Materials and WorkmanshipWe use only the highest quality materials for our gutter systems, ensuring durability and long-lasting performance. Our skilled team is committed to providing top-notch workmanship and exceptional customer service.

Comprehensive ServicesFrom installation to maintenance and repairs, Guttering Adelaide offers a full range of guttering services. Whether you need a new gutter system or routine maintenance, we have you covered.

Conclusion

Investing in quality guttering in Adelaide is essential for protecting your home from water damage and preserving its value. At Guttering Adelaide, we offer expert services and top-quality materials to ensure your guttering system performs optimally. Whether you're looking to install new gutters, upgrade your existing system, or maintain your gutters, our team is here to help.

Contact Guttering Adelaide today to learn more about our services and how we can assist you in safeguarding your home.

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Red Tag Roofing: Your Trusted Roof Contractors for Gutter Replacement in Perth

Gutters play a crucial role in protecting your home from water damage by channeling rainwater away from the roof and foundation. Over time, gutters can become clogged, damaged, or worn out, compromising their effectiveness and putting your home at risk. In Perth, Red Tag Roofing is your trusted partner for gutter replacement services. With their expertise, quality materials, and dedication to customer satisfaction, Red Tag Roofing ensures that your gutters remain in optimal condition, safeguarding your home from water damage and preserving the integrity of your roofing system.

The Importance of Well-Maintained Gutters

Well-maintained gutters are essential for protecting your home's foundation, siding, and landscaping from water damage. Here are some reasons why gutters are important:

1. Prevents Water Damage

Gutters direct rainwater away from your home, preventing water from pooling around the foundation and causing structural damage. Without proper drainage, water can seep into the basement or crawl space, leading to mold growth, wood rot, and foundation cracks.

2. Preserves Landscaping

Gutters prevent soil erosion and protect your landscaping by directing water away from flower beds, shrubs, and trees. This helps maintain the beauty and integrity of your outdoor spaces and prevents costly landscaping repairs.

3. Minimizes Basement Flooding

Clogged or malfunctioning gutters can contribute to basement flooding by allowing water to seep into the foundation. Properly functioning gutters ensure that rainwater is diverted away from the home, reducing the risk of water intrusion and costly water damage repairs.

4. Prevents Ice Dams

In colder climates like Perth, ice dams can form on the roof's edge when gutters are clogged or improperly installed. These ice dams can cause water to back up under the roof shingles, leading to leaks, water damage, and mold growth. Properly installed gutters prevent ice dams by allowing water to flow freely off the roof.

5. Maintains Curb Appeal

Clean, well-maintained gutters enhance the appearance of your home by preventing streaks, stains, and water marks on the exterior surfaces. Regular gutter cleaning and maintenance help preserve your home's curb appeal and increase its resale value.

Common Gutter Issues Faced by Perth Homeowners

Perth's climate and environmental factors can contribute to various gutter issues that homeowners may encounter. Here are some common problems that Red Tag Roofing addresses:

1. Clogged Gutters

Leaves, twigs, and debris can accumulate in gutters and downspouts, causing clogs and obstructing water flow. Red Tag Roofing provides professional gutter cleaning services to remove debris and ensure proper drainage.

2. Sagging or Misaligned Gutters

Sagging or misaligned gutters can result from poor installation, age, or damage from heavy rainfall or debris. Red Tag Roofing offers gutter realignment and reinforcement to restore proper drainage and prevent water damage.

3. Leaking or Damaged Gutters

Leaks, holes, or rust spots in gutters can cause water to overflow and damage the roof, siding, and foundation. Red Tag Roofing provides expert gutter repair and replacement services using durable materials and proven techniques.

4. Improper Pitch or Slope

Gutters must be installed with the correct pitch or slope to ensure proper water drainage. Red Tag Roofing evaluates the slope of your gutters and makes necessary adjustments to prevent standing water and debris buildup.

5. Inadequate Downspouts

Insufficient downspouts or poorly positioned downspouts can contribute to water pooling and overflow. Red Tag Roofing installs additional downspouts and redirects water away from the home to prevent water damage.

Professional Gutter Replacement Services by Red Tag Roofing

Red Tag Roofing offers a comprehensive range of professional gutter replacement services to address all your gutter issues in Perth:

1. Detailed Inspections

Red Tag Roofing conducts thorough inspections to assess the condition of your gutters and identify any issues that require attention. Their experienced technicians use advanced techniques and equipment to ensure accurate diagnoses.

2. Expert Recommendations

Based on their inspection findings, Red Tag Roofing provides expert recommendations for gutter replacement or repair. They offer transparent pricing and options tailored to your budget and preferences.

3. Quality Materials

Red Tag Roofing uses only premium materials sourced from reputable suppliers to ensure the durability and longevity of their gutter replacements. They offer a variety of gutter materials, colors, and styles to match your home's exterior.

4. Professional Installation

Once you've selected your new gutters, Red Tag Roofing handles the installation process from start to finish. Their skilled craftsmen ensure precision and attention to detail to achieve superior results and long-lasting performance.

5. Customer Satisfaction Guarantee

Red Tag Roofing is committed to customer satisfaction, providing reliable service, transparent communication, and exceptional workmanship. They strive to exceed expectations and deliver results that stand the test of time.

Trust Red Tag Roofing for Your Gutter Replacement Needs

Whether you're dealing with clogged gutters, leaking downspouts, or sagging gutters, Red Tag Roofing is here to help. With their expertise, quality materials, and dedication to customer satisfaction, Red Tag Roofing ensures that your gutter replacement project is completed efficiently and effectively. Protect your home from water damage and maintain the integrity of your roofing system with Red Tag Roofing.

For more insights and expert advice on gutter replacement in Perth, visit the Red Tag Roofing blog. Discover how Red Tag Roofing can address your specific gutter issues and provide customized solutions tailored to your needs.

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Welcome to this exquisite colonial style single-family home in the heart of sought-after Countryside, offering a perfect blend of modern comfort and timeless elegance. This meticulously maintained residence boasts 4 bedrooms, 3.5 bathrooms, and a plethora of features that make it a truly special place to call home. Upon arrival, the exterior charm welcomes you with a brick front, complemented by a charming porch, refreshed trim, and a newly paved driveway. The front rose garden and side rock garden with steps to the lower level provide a picturesque setting. A patio with multiple sections of flower beds in the backyard, along with a layered vegetable garden with fertile soil and a fenced yard with new gates, offer privacy and outdoor enjoyment. Step inside to discover a freshly painted interior with crown molding throughout, abundant natural light, and ample storage on each level. The flooring is a harmonious mix of new luxury vinyl plank in high-traffic areas and new plush carpeting in the bedrooms. A library/home office, with built in bookshelves, on the main level offers a quiet retreat, while the completely remodeled bathrooms showcase modern design. The heart of the home lies in the remodeled gourmet country kitchen, featuring a customized central island with a brand-new cooktop with downdraft, double wall oven, and a convenient frosted window above the sink. The kitchen seamlessly connects to an eating area with access to the large (36 x 12) deck. The family room, with a see-through open space to the kitchen, boasts a brick fireplace and another set of doors leading to the outdoor deck, and is next to the mudroom with laundry. The huge master suite on the upper level offers his and her walk-in closets and a luxurious bathroom with two separate vanities, a shower, and a soaking tub. The additional three bedrooms on the upper level all have brand new carpet and ceiling fans for optimal comfort. The finished walkout basement provides versatile living spaces, including an entertainment room with French doors to the patio and backyard, a bonus room with two closets and above-ground windows, a completely renovated full bathroom, and a storage room with plenty of shelves and counter space. The home's HVAC system was upgraded in 2015, ensuring year-round comfort and efficiency. This property is a true gem, blending thoughtful updates, stylish features, and a beautifully landscaped exterior. Don't miss the chance to call this stunning residence your new home. Location advantages: close to shopping (Costco, Target, Walmart, Dulles Town Center), minutes to both Rt 7 and Rt 28, and Dulles International Airport. Community amenities: 3 Community pools, tennis courts, basketball courts, bike trails, jog/walk path, party room, tot lots/playground.

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Landscaping for All Seasons: Maintaining a Beautiful Yard Year-Round

Maintaining a beautiful yard year-round involves planning and incorporating elements that thrive in each season. Here's a guide to landscaping for all seasons, ensuring your outdoor space remains visually appealing and functional throughout the year:

Spring: Preparing for Growth

Spring is an exciting time in landscaping, as it marks the start of growing season. The key to a beautiful spring landscape is preparation. Start by cleaning up any debris or dead plants from winter, and rake your lawn to remove dead grass and thatch. This will allow for proper air circulation and help your lawn grow healthier. Additionally, it's important to trim any damaged or overgrown branches from trees and shrubs to promote new growth.

Planting for Spring

Spring is the perfect time to add new plants to your landscape. Select colorful flowers and plants that thrive in cooler temperatures, such as pansies, lilacs, and daffodils. When planting, be sure to follow proper spacing and depth guidelines for each type of plant, as this can greatly affect their growth.

Fertilizing and Watering

As temperatures rise, it's important to make sure your plants have enough nutrients and moisture to thrive. Consider fertilizing your lawn and garden beds with a slow-release fertilizer to provide long-lasting nourishment. It's also important to water regularly, especially during dry spells, to keep your plants healthy and hydrated.

Summer: Maintaining a Lush Landscape

Summer is the time for your landscape to shine, but it also brings its own set of challenges. With hot temperatures and potential drought conditions, proper maintenance is crucial.

Mowing and Trimming

During the summer months, your lawn will likely require more frequent mowing. However, it's important to adjust the blade height on your mower to avoid cutting your grass too short, as this can lead to damage and stress. You should also continue trimming any overgrown branches or shrubs.

Mulching and Weed Control

Mulch is not only aesthetically pleasing but also serves as a protective layer for your plants during the hot summer months. Spread a 2-3 inch layer of mulch around your garden beds to retain moisture and prevent weeds from growing. Speaking of weeds, be sure to regularly check and remove any unwanted plants, as they compete with your desired plants for nutrients.

Fall: Preparing for Winter

As temperatures start to cool down, it's time to prepare your landscape for the winter months ahead.

Raking and Pruning

Similar to spring, it's important to rake up any dead leaves or debris from fall. This will prevent mold and disease from developing in your lawn. It's also a good idea to prune any damaged or diseased branches from trees and shrubs before the harsh winter weather arrives.

Regular Assessments:

 -Walkthroughs: Conduct regular walkthroughs to identify any issues or opportunities for improvement in your landscaping.

 -Professional Consultation: Periodically consult with landscaping professionals for advice on seasonal maintenance and adjustments.

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Gutter Cleaning : The Base of a Balanced Home Exterior

As it pertains to home maintenance, the exterior often requires a right back seat to inside tasks.

Nevertheless, ignoring the fitness of your home's outer may result in many problems, with the gutters playing a crucial role in this equation. Let's discover why gutter cleaning is the foundation of a healthy home outside and how it plays a part in the entire well-being of your property.

Guarding the Foundation: One of the primary features of gutters is always to route rain far from the building blocks of your home. When gutters are clogged with leaves, sticks, and trash, water can flood and share around the foundation. This will lead to erosion, cracks, and even architectural injury around time. Regular gutter cleaning Werribee service cleaning guarantees that water is effectively directed away, keeping the strength of one's home's foundation.

Blocking Attic Escapes: Blocked gutters may donate to cellar leaks and water infiltration. When rainwater isn't correctly diverted, it will get its way to the cellar, resulting in dampness, form development, and potential harm to belongings kept in that space. A clear gutter system functions as a buffer against water intrusion, maintaining your attic dried and secure.

Increasing Roof Lifetime: Your roof is really a critical component of your home's outer, and gutters perform an integral role in maintaining its longevity. When gutters are blocked, water may pool on the roof , creating rot, decay, and damage to shingles. Typical gutter cleaning prevents these dilemmas, keeping the and lifetime of one's roof.

Stopping Ligament and Soffit Damage: Ligament and soffit will be the panels that work over the roofline of one's home. Blocked gutters can result in water flood, producing harm to these necessary components. Rotting ligament and soffit compromise the architectural reliability of your house and could be expensive to repair. Schedule gutter maintenance prevents such damage and assures these aspects stay static in good condition.

Mitigating Shape and Mildew: Ranking water in clogged gutters becomes a reproduction surface for form and mildew. These fungi not just bargain the look of your home's outside but in addition create health risks to your family. Normal gutter cleaning assists mitigate the growth of mold and form, selling a wholesome residing environment.

Keeping Landscape: Stuffed gutters may saturate the soil about your house, resulting in erosion and possible harm to your landscaping. Clear gutters make sure that water is focused from flower beds, shrubs, and different greenery, preserving the sweetness of your outside space.

While the benefits of gutter cleaning are apparent, the task it self may be challenging and time-consuming. This really is where skilled gutter cleaning Werribee services come into play. Gutter cleaning experts have the knowledge, tools, and knowledge to totally clear gutters and downspouts, addressing potential issues and ensuring optimal functionality.

Contemplate scheduling a gutter cleaning Werribee service at the least twice annually, ultimately in the spring and drop, to correspond with periodic improvements and trash buildup. Buying professional gutter cleaning not just safeguards your house against potential injury but also preserves you the problem and danger of doing the duty yourself.

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Reliable Gutter Installation in El Dorado County for Effective Rainwater Management

When it comes to maintaining your home's structural integrity, proper rainwater management is a crucial consideration. Gutters play a vital role in channeling rainwater away from your property's foundation, preventing erosion, water damage, and other potential issues. If you're a resident of El Dorado County in search of reliable gutter installation services, you're in the right place. In this article, we'll explore the significance of effective gutter systems, the benefits they offer, and how professional installation can safeguard your property.

Understanding the Importance of Gutter Installation

Gutters are designed to collect rainwater from your roof and direct it away from your home's foundation, walkways, and landscaping. This helps prevent water from seeping into the soil around your property and causing erosion, which can compromise your foundation's stability.

Benefits of Proper Gutter Installation:

Foundation Protection: By directing rainwater away from your foundation, gutters prevent excess moisture buildup that can lead to cracks, settling, and other foundation-related problems.

Erosion Prevention: Without proper gutter systems, rainwater can erode the soil around your property, potentially damaging your landscaping and creating uneven terrain.

Basement and Crawlspace Protection: Well-installed gutters keep water from infiltrating your basement or crawlspace, reducing the risk of water damage, mold growth, and structural issues.

Siding and Exterior Preservation: Rainwater that constantly drips down your home's siding can lead to staining, decay, and deterioration. Gutters divert this water, preserving the exterior of your home.

Preventing Landscape Damage: Landscaping features like flower beds, shrubs, and trees can suffer from excessive water exposure. Proper gutter installation helps protect your outdoor investments.

Professional Gutter Installation in El Dorado County

Opting for professional gutter installation in El Dorado County ensures that your rainwater management system is designed and installed to the highest standards. Skilled gutter installation experts bring a wealth of knowledge and experience to the table, offering tailored solutions to meet your property's unique needs.

What Professional Gutter Installation Entails:

Assessment and Design: Professionals evaluate your property's layout, roof pitch, and water drainage patterns to design a gutter system that optimally directs rainwater away from your home.

Material Selection: Expert installers guide you in selecting the right gutter materials, sizes, and styles that match your property's aesthetic while ensuring functionality.

Precise Installation: Proper installation involves precise measurements and secure attachment to your home's fascia to guarantee the longevity and effectiveness of your gutter system.

Downspout Placement: Professionals strategically place downspouts to ensure proper water flow and prevent pooling near your foundation.

Investing in proper gutter installation in El Dorado County is a proactive step toward safeguarding your home from potential water damage and erosion. A well-designed and professionally installed gutter system offers an array of benefits, from protecting your foundation to preserving your exterior and landscaping. When it comes to the well-being of your property, partnering with experienced gutter installation professionals ensures that rainwater is managed effectively, allowing you to enjoy a safer and more secure home environment.