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caramara3 · 3 months ago

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How Could You | Damian Priest

Warnings: it's just sad.

A/N: Sooo... this is actually a rework of an old Seth Rollins one-shot I had made years back, but I decided to revamp it into a Damian Priest one-shot. This has absolutely no tie-in to Just Friends whatsoever.

Word Count: 2.9k

Enjoy!

DING!

The elevator comes to a halt upon the arrival of yet another floor. A robotic, yet feminine voice comes over the loudspeaker:

“EIGHTH FLOOR.”

The metal doors slowly open to reveal a black and gray hallway with artwork of abstract watercolor paintings hanging on the walls. Standing towards the back of the car, leaning against the safety bar, you watch your best friend and maid of honor Sydney step off the elevator. Placing one hand in front of the elevator door so it wouldn’t close she scans the hallway, looking left and then to the right, all to make sure that there was no one around.

After a few minutes, she finally turned her gaze back into the elevator. A small, loving smile softly forms and she extends a hand.

“Coast is clear,” she whispers.

You nod and push off the safety bar, throwing the thick strap of your purse over your shoulder. You grab hold of your carry-on and step off the elevator.

Sydney places a hand on the swell of your back while the other pulls her suitcase. Your gaze falls to the floor as the two of you walk down the hall, focusing on the hotel’s unusual carpet pattern as she scans the placards on the wall looking for the right room. Every so often you could feel her eyes practically burning a hole through before quickly turning away to look back up at the placards.

She was worried. She had every right to be. Since leaving the arena over an hour ago you'd barely spoken a single word. Not to her, not to Rhea, no one. You were catatonic.

But who could blame you? After what you had just seen, anyone would react the exact same way if they were in your shoes.

As you continued down the hall, you could feel the consistent buzzing of your phone through the thin fabric of the hoodie. Slow at first, but quickly becoming more often with every unanswered second passing by.

It almost felt like with every step you took, the phone would go off.

Step.

Buzz.

Step.

Buzz.

Step, step.

Buzz, buzz.

Normally you would have answered by now. But instead, you chose to ignore whoever it was and kept going.

You finally reached the end of the hall and stopped in front of a door marked 827. Sydney pulls out a key card from the pocket of her jeans and slides it into the automated lock. A few buzzing sounds later, a green light flashes and a loud *click* signals the door had unlocked. She turns the handle, pushes the door open, and then moves to the side to usher you into the room, following close behind.

Placing your purse on the dresser, you look around at what would be your new home for the night. For the most part, the room looked like every other hotel room you’ve stayed in while on the road. Granted, this was probably the most luxurious of most of them, but still pretty standard.

There were two Queen beds each donning a fancy purple duvet with no less than eight of the fluffiest pillows you’d have ever seen in your life, a giant flat screen TV mounted above a black dresser, cashmere floor rugs draped across cherry hardwood floors, a cozy little reading area near the windows with a small leather loveseat, and a wet bar fully stocked with overpriced snacks and tiny bottles of alcohol.

The one thing that did make the room stand out was the incredible view. Floor-to-ceiling window panels centered on the main wall of the room leveled with the New York skyline, showcasing a near perfect image of the city. There was even a clear view of the Empire State Building in the background, lit up in red and blue lights as night blanketed the city.

You sit on the edge of the bed, looking out the window. Looking out at the city you couldn’t help to think about how different life was a few hours ago. You were engaged to the love of your life. You were in the final countdown before the big day, less than a week. You were at your rehearsal dinner downtown surrounded by your closest friends and family, all gathered to celebrate your upcoming nuptials.

But all of that seemed so long ago now.

How could this have happened? How could he do that to me?

But before you could think of an answer to your question, the sound of boots clacking across the hardwood floor brought you back to reality.

“Well,” Sydney says with a satisfied sigh, “this is nice. Really nice as a matter of fact, especially with it being super last minute.”

You brought your knees to your chest, wrapping your arms tightly around them, never once looking away from the window. “It’s fine, I guess.”

“Fine?” she snorts, “Y/N, come on! Look at what we got. Gorgeous view, fancy sheets, free Wi-Fi, a fully stocked bar...”

You hear movement from behind and see a light flicker on through the window’s reflection. “Oh my-, Y/N you’ve gotta see this bathroom! It’s got a huge shower and…” she pauses, “Oh. My. God. The floors are heated. Y/N the floors are heated!!”

But you don’t move. You don’t spring up from the bed to revel in her excitement over heated floors or whatever other fancy details the room had to offer. Instead, you stay seated in silence, holding yourself as you gaze out into the city and its nightlife.

You observe the streetlights perched on the sidewalk creating an ominous glow on the pavement. The mixture of city cars and yellow taxis, halted by ongoing traffic as they struggle to reach their destination on time. The small groups of tourists stopping every few minutes for selfies with various buildings in the background, including this very hotel.

All the while your mind replays the events from earlier. A single tear manages to escape as your mind begins to torture you with a play-by-play of what happened. It all still felt like a dream to me, a sick twisted nightmare that no matter how hard I tried I just couldn’t wake up from. Your brain searched and scanned through every single memory collected from the last three years.

You were desperate to find any little detail you missed, something that could explain just where everything went wrong. Something that could’ve prepared you for what would eventually happen.

But you found nothing.

No hints, no little clues.

No hidden messages or blaring warning signs.

Nothing that screamed out: “Y/N don’t be alarmed, but the night before you’re supposed to get married… you’re gonna find your fiancé with some random woman bent over a table.”

Boy that would’ve been a great fucking warning now, wouldn’t it?

You were so lost in thought that you hadn’t felt the bed dip, nor did you flinch when you felt a set of arms pull you into an embrace, resting your head under Sydney’s chin. One hand settled at the swell of your back, tracing small circles with her finger, the other gently stroked your hair. Sydney had been your best friend ever since you were both in diapers, you knew just how much it pained her to see you like this; this deflated catatonic alien that had replaced her bubbly best friend. You knew she probably had a million questions for you, but rather than bombard you, she said nothing and just held you.

Throughout your nearly three decades of friendship, there was never a time in your life where you couldn’t rely on her to be there for you wherever you needed the most. And tonight was definitely one of those moments when you needed her.

The two of you stayed in this comfortable silence for seemed like forever, just staring out into the night as she held you.

“You feel like talking about it?” you hear her ask, her voice just above a whisper.

You say nothing.

“Ok, that’s fine, we don’t have to talk about it yet. We’ve got tomorrow to figure everything out, but tonight,” she pauses, leaping from the bed, “tonight we are getting shit faced.”

Once again you say nothing but watch as she makes her way over to the wet bar. You knew what Sydney was trying to do. First she would pump you with some top shelf liquor, order a bunch of room service, and then put on your favorite horror movies to get you in a relaxed and neutral state while she did damage control.

Unfortunately, Freddy Krueger and tequila weren't going to fix this problem. Not this time.

“Tell you what. Why don’t I call Rhea and see where she and Bianca are with the rest of your things, and then I’ll see if I can wrangle us up some food. How does that sound?”

You think it over for a moment before nodding in agreement.

A smile forms on Sydney’s face. “Awesome. What do you feel like? We could do chinese, pizza, maybe some Thai food? I could see if room service is still available…?”

You look over at her, her hazel eyes meeting yours. “Could we do a little bit of everything?”

A small laugh escapes Sydney’s mouth. “Hell yea we can! I’ll even get some ice cream from that bodega we passed down the street. Why don’t you change out of that dress, take a nice hot shower, and I’ll start getting everything ready.”

You give her a small smile and with one final hug from her she grabs her purse and heads out, leaving you alone. You slide off the bed and walk around the large room. You stop in front of one of the many conveniently placed touch screen panels on the wall. Scanning over it, you find an app called Night and tap it. Instantly, large panels begin descending over the large window panel, slightly darkening the room and hiding the skyline away for the night.

You move about the room making your way inside the en-suite bathroom. Once inside, you shut the door and lock it. Sydney was right, this was an incredible bathroom, like something straight out of Architectural Digest. Apart from the aforementioned heated floors, there were heated marble countertops, eucalyptus scented plush Egyptian cotton towels, two complimentary plush bathrobes with matching slippers, full-sized bottles of luxury brand skincare and body products, & a huge glass walk-in steam shower with two large overhead rainfall showerheads and shower wall panels on the front and side walls.

On the outside of the shower was another touch screen panel to control the shower. You look it over for a few moments, looking over your choices before choosing the one labeled “rainfall.” The overhead showerheads come alive and water begins to rain down, quickly filling the bathroom with steam.

Moving back to the sink you look at the wide selection of skincare products laid out when you felt your phone begin its incessant vibrating once again. But rather than ignore it like before, you pull your phone from your hoodie pocket and stare at the screen.

The first thing you see is your background. It was one of your favorite pictures of the two of you together, Halloween 2022. The two of you had dressed up as Frankenstein and The Bride of Frankenstien. You were looking at the camera but his eyes were focused solely on you, a smile stretched across his face as he did.

You unlock your screen and view the notifications: over a dozen missed calls. Dozens of voicemails. Way too many damn unread text messages.

With a sigh, you begin scrolling through the list of missed calls, seeing one name appear more often than others.

Damian.

Rhea.

Bianca.

Damian.

Kayden.

Finn.

Dominik.

Damian.

Bianca.

Finn.

Damian.

Rhea.

Damian.

The nerve he had to call you, the absolute nerve. What in the hell would make him think you wanted to hear anything that he had to say? Did he think that simple sorry was going to change everything? Or was he calling to explain that what you had seen wasn’t what you thought it was.

You toss your phone onto the counter in annoyance before walking back into the main room, not caring much where it landed. You free yourself of your hoodie, your dress, and the rest of your clothes. You grab two of the plush bath towels underneath the sink, placing one on the back of the toilet and place the other on a hook outside of the shower. You grab one of the bottles of complimentary body wash and open the shower door, the rush of steam engulfing you as you step inside.

You move to stand directly underneath the showerhead, letting the warm cascade over your body. The sound of water splashing against the tiles echoed off the walls but it wasn’t enough to drown out your own thoughts as your mind displayed every kiss, every touch, every ‘I love you’ ever said playing on an endless loop in your mind, attempting to pinpoint the moment where everything changed.

Meeting for the time wrestling on the indies. Meeting again after signing your WWE contract. The night he first asked you out, the night he first said I love you, the night you first made love. Meeting each other’s families.

You try to shake these thoughts from your mind, but it won’t work. No matter what else you attempt to think about, no matter what other happy memories you attempt to form in your head, nothing can keep them at bay. A few stray tears push their way out but you’re quick to wipe them away.

No, you thought. You are not going to do this Y/N. This isn’t happening right now. Stop it!

You reach to grab the bottle of body wash from the shelf inside the shower...

And that’s when you noticed it. The tan line on your finger, now completely visible on your left hand that only a few hours ago bore the beautiful oval cut diamond engagement ring.

The ring that he claimed to have been carrying around for months, hoping to find that right moment that never seemed to come.

Until the night of WrestleMania 37, just hours after you retained your title against Asuka and watched him compete in his first Mania alongside Bad Bunny. The two of you found yourselves back in your shared hotel room, bodies entangled with one another, holding you close against his chest when he would whisper in your ear the two words that would freeze time around you both:

Marry me.

He would reach over to the bedside table next to the bed and pull out a small black box. He would tell you just how much he loved you, how he has always loved you from the moment he met you, how he doesn't wish to spend another day on this earth without you. Then he would slip the dainty ring on your finger and ask you to spend the rest of your life with him.

Now that finger is bare. The ring was gone, given or rather thrown back at him after what had happened.

And just like that, it all came crumbling down. That false sense of reality you created since leaving the arena had finally collided with actual reality and had smacked you dead in the face.

Damian Priest, the love of your life, the man you were set to marry tomorrow, had been cheating on you.

And you had caught him tonight.

Your legs carried you backward until your back hit the wall of the shower. A wave of nausea swirls all around your empty stomach and your chest tightens like someone was stomping on it repeatedly. The first sob was quiet, nothing short of a small childlike whimper as the tears fell. But more and more as reality continued to sink in, they grew louder. The tears flowed more, so much so that I couldn’t tell what were tears and what was from the shower.

Three years of your life, all gone in a flash. Plans for the future, for children, traveling the world… all just illusions and fantasies that would never come true now.

Your body sank to the ground and before you knew it you were curled up into a ball, sobbing into your knees as the water turned from warm to cold.

But you didn’t care. Your head swam with half-formed regrets. Your heart felt as if your blood had turned into tar as it struggled to keep a steady beat.

There was nothing left to feel, nothing left to say, nothing left but the void that now engulfed you in the swirling blackness.

And it was all because of him.

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familiarscars · 23 days ago

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Lost In Control | Bad Omens | CHAPTER 28

adult content | minors do NOT interact.

⋆ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. Bad Omens X ex-girlfriend and singer!Reader.

⋆ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. You and Noah had a difficult ending but you still need to support each other for the band.

⋆ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒). melancholy, ex-boyfriends, difficult relationships, alcohol abuse, swearing, drug addiction, violence.

It's okay to not agree with the characters' attitudes during the fic. It's good to remember that the story is fiction from the author's sick mind and of course they will make dubious decisions according to my fantasies. Nothing is done to be compared to reality.

Sydney, May 18, 2022.

NOAH

"Your call has been forwarded to voicemail..." the automated voice announced for the eighth time in under five minutes.

I paced back and forth, fists clenched, gripping my phone with such force that it wouldn't be long before I wore a hole into the floor. My impatience gnawed at me as I failed to get through again. I raked my fingers through my hair, exhaling a heavy sigh.

We had been away from home for five months, touring non-stop. Five months away from Los Angeles. Five months since I had last heard from her. Five months of her ignoring every attempt I made to contact or reconcile with her. It felt like a game—a twisted game designed to drive me insane by vanishing completely from my sight.

"Try her phone again, please!" I said, my voice trembling with exhaustion, my chin jutting toward Jolly as he pulled his phone from his pocket. He’d always been closer to her, and lately, I was clinging to the thin hope that he might have better luck reaching her.

“We’ve tried, Noah. She still won’t answer,” Jolly reminded me, his tone calm but firm.

I shook my head and lowered my phone from my ear, pressing my lips together.

“We’re going home tomorrow. You’ll have your chance to talk to her face-to-face,” he said, stepping closer and patting my shoulder.

“I don’t feel right…” I muttered, swallowing the tightness in my throat as I turned my gaze to the window. “Something feels wrong.”

“You’re probably just anxious. How about you get some rest? Lie down, try to sleep. I’ll keep calling her and let you know if I hear anything. But you need to rest.”

There was no order in Jolly’s voice, no harshness—only concern, evident in the lines of his forehead and the tightness around his eyes. I nodded faintly, giving him a small, strained smile to reassure him enough to leave me alone in the room again.

Empty and jagged.

I knew this wasn’t guilt—not the kind that gnawed at your conscience. I didn’t regret anything I’d done so far. My conscience was clear. But still, I felt it—something was missing.

The truth is, we’re never satisfied with anything.

We tie our happiness to external things, believing that once we achieve certain goals or acquire what we desire, we’ll finally cherish those accomplishments. We put our ambitions above logic, battling tirelessly until we reach them. But when we do, the thrill of victory dulls the joy of having won.

That was how I felt.

Even though I had accomplished everything I’d set out to do, I still felt hollow—like a tree trunk eaten away by termites.

“Your call has been forwarded to voicemail…” The voice interrupted my thoughts again as I collapsed into the chair by the window. “Leave your message after the tone.”

“I haven’t seen cloudy skies and drizzle the same way since you left, little storm. Today, more than ever, I woke up thinking of you, with a feeling that claws at my chest with every breath. Every day in a message like this, I tell you how much I miss you, but today it feels unbearable. I’m sorry.” I sighed.

I breathed deeply, my eyes drifting between a blank spot on the floor and the fogged window, blurred by the rain.

“If your plan was to punish me, congratulations—you’ve succeeded. I haven’t stopped feeling like a worm since the moment you walked out of our house on a day just like this.”

I inhaled sharply, dividing my gaze between the rain-washed glass and the suffocating silence on the other end of the line.

“I feel like something’s terribly wrong. I can’t explain it, not to anyone. But you’d understand. It feels like a part of me is dissolving, and I can’t put it back… just a gaping, hollow hole left behind.” My head tilted upward as I whispered, “I’d leave you alone forever if I could hear your voice just one last time. Even if it’s to call me selfish or tell me to disappear from your life. Not that my promises have meant much lately.”

A notification buzzed, cutting me off—voicemail full.

My breath quickened. Fury rose inside me like a storm, and I launched my phone against the wall. It shattered into fragments, leaving a jagged hole in the dark paneling. The sound of impact was deafening, but I barely noticed.

I sprang to my feet, adrenaline surging. Rage coursed through my veins as I tore through the room, toppling my desk, sending my laptop crashing to the ground. Glass splintered into sharp shards, scattering across the floor. I grabbed them and hurled them at the mirrors, cracking the glass until my reflection was a distorted mess of fractures.

I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to stop. It felt as though the world was collapsing, and I was determined to bring it all down with me.

When the storm passed, I stood amid wreckage, my chest heaving, my hands slick with blood from the shattered glass. I slumped onto the bed’s edge, gripping the mattress so tightly my fingers pressed through the fabric.

The door creaked open. In my peripheral vision, I noticed curious heads peeking in. Gerard stepped forward, closing the door behind him, leaving the others outside. He weaved his way through the glass-strewn floor, his eyes locking on mine as my grip on the mattress tightened further.

“You’re paying for the damage,” he said, his tone flat. “Every cent the hotel charges for this mess.”

I shrugged.

“Why aren’t you dressed?” Gerard asked, grabbing a few shirts from the back of a chair and tossing them into my lap. “We’ve got a show in a few minutes and an interview on the way. Now’s not the time for tantrums.”

“I’m not feeling well.”

Sometimes, a single event sets off a chain reaction. The stress of not hearing from her had worn me down completely.

I wasn’t just tired—I was spent, hollowed out. Every show over the past five months had drained me, each performance pulling the worst out of me. I was exhausted, and there wasn’t much left to give.

I just wanted to go home. I had an almost delirious urgency to go home.

"Did you see a doctor?" Despite the concerned tone, he had little real interest.

"Yeah, after I got sick during last week's show. He said it’s something like burnout."

Gerard sighed, his shoulders slumping.

I nearly jumped when he sat beside me on the edge of the bed, placing a hand on my shoulder. If he was tense, his presence made me twice as uncomfortable. I caught a glimpse of his empathetic expression out of the corner of my eye.

"Noah, I’ve known you long enough to think of you as a son..."

"Think of?" I raised an eyebrow, skeptical.

"It’s normal to feel tired. You’re working hard—onstage, offstage, promoting the new album. Look, the band is growing the way you always wanted, making new strides every day... This isn’t the time to lose steam." His voice was low, deliberate, as if weighing every word. "This dream has always been more yours than anyone else’s, hasn’t it? I’ve always noticed you’re the one who puts in the most effort."

"I disagree."

"She may be a good singer, Noah, but she’s never been a real professional. She never treated the band as a priority, never made it her life’s purpose. She’s always been more concerned with pleasing you. I never got involved because I’m not here to give relationship advice. My job is to focus on your career. But now the inevitable has happened. Your personal life is bleeding into the stage." His words felt like a blade carving into my skin.

Confusion must have filled my eyes. I turned fully toward him, studying his face. He wasn’t angry—nor did he wear his usual smirk of indifference. That only made the conversation feel even more surreal.

"I was your age once, and I loved someone so deeply it felt like the rest of the world didn’t exist. But looking back, I don’t think it was worth it. You know why? We wanted different things. She believed she had the right to suffocate my dreams. That’s what happens when you put people in places they don’t belong." Gerard took a deep breath before continuing. "I don’t think her distance is a coincidence. You should see it as a reason to move forward."

No. No. Not even close.

"You don’t know us—not enough to compare my story to yours!" I snapped, rising to my feet. I grabbed clothes and belongings from the mess around me, stuffing them into my bag. With every piece I collected, the tightening in my chest worsened.

He spoke about her decision with such conviction that it gnawed at me, as if he knew something I didn’t.

"I know enough to say this is the smartest decision she’s made in years. You both function better apart, and more importantly, the band doesn’t suffer." He shrugged. "Frankly, I’d suggest we keep the lineup as it is now, but I figure you’d make that a headache, just like these past five months chasing after her!"

"Do whatever you want with the lineup. I’m taking the first flight back to Los Angeles."

"If you can afford the cancellation fee for the show, you’re free to go wherever you want, darling!" He mocked, wagging a finger. "I’ve already lost enough covering for one absent member. You won’t make it two!"

I could afford the fee by now, but one thing held me back—I wasn’t alone.

The band was bigger than my whims. It wasn’t fair to drag my friends into my chaos.

"I’ve tried putting a sliver of sense into your head, but if you insist on this path, that’s your problem," Gerard muttered, standing and dusting invisible specks from his hands. "Just get the job done. I don’t care how much you cry backstage..."

He moved toward the door but paused next to me, leaning in with a smirk, his voice dripping with mockery.

"And unlike her, I’m not worried about how you’ll handle this pathetic heartbreak after the show."

The punch I delivered struck before he could retreat. My knuckles collided with his face in one swift, solid motion.

Gerard staggered backward, and I pinned him against the wall. He licked the blood from his lip as I shoved my hair out of my eyes, my chest heaving with fury.

"Don’t ever talk about her like that again," I growled, leaning so close I could see his eyes widen. "You can hate her all you want, but you’ll swallow every insult. Because the day she walks away for good, I’ll be next. Without her, there’ll be no album, no tour, no shows—nothing to keep padding your bank account. So don’t you ever speak about her like that again!"

His brief smirk faded the moment I jabbed my finger into the fresh cut on his jaw, pressing into the tender skin.

"You don’t know me, baby. Not even close," I whispered, shoving his face away with enough force to send him stumbling into the door.

Gerard straightened his posture, took a breath, and left.

Alone at last, I leaned my forehead against the wall, the weight of it all finally crashing down on me.

After the show, I refused all fan photos. I didn’t stay to watch the other festival bands with the guys, didn’t record any interviews, didn’t say goodbye to anyone. I simply grabbed my things from the hotel and rushed to the next flight home. No layovers, no delays, desperate to breathe in the familiar scent of my city. As soon as I got off the plane, I kept trying to call her over and over as I waited for a taxi, but every attempt ended in silence.

That drive from the airport to home had never felt so long.

When I finally arrived, sitting still inside the car on the other side of the street, I noticed the closed windows and the pile of letters in the mailbox. Dry leaves scattered across the porch. I tried to push the thought away, but the signs were clear—maybe she hadn’t left the house in days.

Because of me.

Each step along the short path to the porch tightened the ache in my chest. A hundred terrible ideas raced through my head of what she might have done to herself, alone in that empty space. I quickened my pace, hesitating only a moment before forcing the door handle until it gave way.

Silence.

Everything was exactly as I had left it before I traveled. Clothes still lay draped over the sofa, and the plants on the table were wilted. But something stood out—her shoes weren’t behind the door, and her jackets weren’t hanging on the rack.

If I had felt anxious and agitated before, this realization only made it worse, my heartbeat thundering so loudly I was sure it could be heard from across the room. Dropping my bag, I bolted up the stairs to the second floor and into our bedroom.

The bed was made, everything in its place. But something felt wrong.

The closet held only my clothes. None of hers. The shelf beside it was empty of everything but my shoes. I blinked several times, stumbling backward, my feet weightless as I moved toward the bathroom. The counter beneath the mirror, where her makeup, perfumes, and hair products had once cluttered the space, was bare. Nothing remained but a toothbrush and toothpaste.

"No... no, this can’t be..." I whispered to myself.

I tore through every corner of the house in a frenzy, my throat burning from the lump I fought to keep down. I didn’t want to cry. Her suitcases were gone. There was no trace of her—no sign that she had ever shared this space with me.

Pacing the floor with my hands tangled in my hair, I let the most painful tears I had ever known flow freely. I hated myself for this. It was all my fault. I had been the one to turn my back on her, to sweep her aside like she didn’t matter.

But I never imagined I’d come home to an empty house.

I felt it. The street stretched endlessly, each step echoing in the hollow silence of the night. Low fog clung to the sidewalks, and the cold air tore through my lungs. I walked as though I were the last person alive, revisiting places that had once been ours, chasing even the faintest flicker of clarity.

The park where she laughed at my terrible joke and made the world feel lighter. The café where she dared me to abandon my habits and try something new. The bridge where we swore we would never be just another passing moment in each other’s lives.

Now, all of those places were as empty as I felt.

My mind was chaos. Every time her image surfaced, it felt like the noose around my neck tightened a little more. I was drowning, spiraling into a despair without end.

Then, an idea flickered to life.

"Why didn’t I think of it sooner..." I whispered, my voice barely audible.

I broke into a run. My body protested, but I didn’t stop. Her old house. The one she left behind when we decided to build something together. Maybe—just maybe—she had gone back there.

When I arrived, the sight of the familiar façade hit me like a punch to the gut. It was like confronting a ghost from my past, only this time, it felt far too real.

My ragged breathing filled the silence as I stood before the door. The house seemed smaller than I remembered, compressed by time into something stifling and suffocating. My hands trembled as I reached for the handle. I forced myself forward.

It was unlocked. The door creaked as it opened, the sound cutting through the heavy stillness of the night.

And there she was.

For a moment, my vision blurred as my mind struggled to reconcile the image I had held of her with the person standing before me. She was in the hallway, a living shadow, likely coming to see who was at the door.

Her sweatshirt hung too loose on her thin frame, swallowing her frail shoulders. Her hair was carelessly tied back, and deep shadows under her eyes marred the face I had once memorized. Her lips, once vibrant, were pale, drained of life and color.

She looked like a distorted version of herself.

Her eyes met mine—wide, guarded, and wary, like a cornered animal. My chest clenched.

"You left." My voice broke, a mere whisper, but heavy with anguish. "You left, little storm..."

She didn’t move. Her gaze drifted over me as though deciding whether I was real or just another ghost haunting her mind.

"You shouldn’t be here, Noah." Her voice was cold, fragile. The pain she tried to hide was as plain as the exhaustion etched into her face.

"Not supposed to be here?" I repeated, my voice catching in my throat. "You just left—disappeared—and wouldn’t answer my messages, driving me insane these past months. How do you expect me to..."

I stepped closer, unable to hold back, and cupped her face in my hands. Her skin was ice-cold, sending a shiver down my spine. She didn’t react. Her eyes darted away from mine, refusing to meet my gaze for more than a fleeting second.

"You can’t do this to me." My voice cracked. "You can’t leave me alone in that house."

She stirred, trying to pull away, but I didn’t let go.

"Look at me." I begged, my voice thick with emotion. She didn’t budge. "It was just a stupid fight like all the others, wasn’t it? You’re coming home, right? We’ll work it out like we always do, and everything will be fine… won’t it?"

She sighed, weary, as if the weight of the conversation was too much to bear.

"For God’s sake, answer me!" I tightened my grip before loosening it immediately, horrified as she shrank further into herself, shame radiating from her every movement.

My hand fell to my side. I watched as she rubbed her face, as if trying to erase me from the room.

"I know I messed up, okay? I know I disappointed you, acted like an idiot. But I need you. I can’t do this alone." My voice broke, my last defenses crumbling. "Come back home. Please."

She shook her head slowly, resolutely, without ever meeting my eyes.

Then I saw them.

Bruises. Faint at first, shadowy traces through the sleeves of her sweatshirt when she raised her arms. Some purple, others faded to yellow.

I didn’t think.

I grabbed her arms, panic surging as I held her frail body. She didn’t resist. She couldn’t even slip from between my fingers.

"Who did this to you?" I demanded, barely able to keep my voice steady, my eyes roaming from one mark to the next. I pushed her sleeve higher, finding more bruises staining the delicate skin of her arm.

Then I saw the cut.

A deep, vertical gash, a row of stitches trailing along it in mid-healing.

The world went cold.

"What happened?" My voice rose, frantic, my heart thundering as I grabbed her shoulders. "What happened to you?"

"Answer me!" I shook her, my desperation pouring out.

And then she smiled. A weak, hollow curve of her dry lips.

"You already know the answer."

"Me?" I whispered, my own voice foreign to my ears. "It doesn’t matter." I shook my head fiercely. "We’re going home. We’ll talk there."

I fought to control the tremor in my hands, my dry throat constricting as I began grabbing whatever I could find. A bag. A pair of shoes. Anything that belonged to her—anything that proved she still had a place with me. My mind raced, a blender of jagged thoughts spinning wildly out of control.

But her words stopped me.

"This is my home now."

I froze, the weight of her statement crushing every thought that tried to form.

"No..." The word slipped out, broken, more to myself than to her. "No, it’s not. It can’t be."

I ignored her and continued gathering her things, convinced that if I just kept moving, we could fix it.

"We’re going home. Now." My voice was firm, a brittle mask over the chaos inside.

"No."

It sliced the air like a blade.

I stopped, a bag still clutched in my hand, and turned to face her. She stood with her arms crossed, her posture rigid, as if trying to shield herself from everything I was unleashing.

"I’m not going anywhere, Noah." She swallowed hard, her gaze fixed on the floor. "You told me that time alone would help me think. And I did. I think we..."

"Don’t finish that sentence!" I cut her off, my heartbeat spiraling.

"We’re not working anymore, Noah. We’re out of sync, and as much as I’ve tried to be someone worthy of you, I can’t keep pretending." Her voice wavered, her tears falling freely now. "These years haven’t healed me. I can’t change. It’s not fair to keep you tied to someone like me."

I stood there, her words echoing inside me like a verdict.

"No..." I whispered, the denial a plea. "Don’t do this."

Tears burned my eyes as I took a step closer. "Please, little storm... don’t leave me."

She looked away, wrapping her arms around herself like a fragile barrier.

"You don’t understand, Noah. This isn’t healthy for either of us anymore."

"Don’t say that!" The shout ripped from me, raw and agonized. "You’re all I have! I need you!"

The words tumbled out in sobs, the anguish clawing through my chest like poison. My legs gave way, and I leaned against the doorframe, my heart racing too fast, too hard.

"I know I screwed everything up..." I choked, fingers running through my hair. "I hurt you. I was selfish. But tell me how to fix it. Just tell me."

She wept, and it destroyed me.

"It’s not about fixing it." Her words were knives, each one sharper than the last. "It’s about what I’m doing to you."

"Turning your back on me will destroy me!"

"I’m not turning my back. I’m giving you a chance—to be so much more than I’ll ever be. I can’t keep you chained to someone marked by her past, who ruins everything she touches." She shook her head, despair dripping from her voice. "Look at me, Noah. I’ll never be more than this."

"I don’t care!" I shouted, my face wet with tears. "I don’t care about any of it. I just want you."

I couldn’t hear her anymore—not her words, not her reasoning. All I felt was the gaping wound in my chest, bleeding out with every breath.

"You love me, right?" I whispered, the words a trembling breath of panic. "Tell me you still love me."

"Noah..." She shook her head, her eyes even more filled with tears, clutching her chest as if each word tore her apart from the inside, as if avoiding my gaze would somehow ease the pain.

"ANSWER ME!"

She hesitated, and that single fraction of a second was enough to send my world crumbling further.

"If you loved me, you wouldn't be saying this. You wouldn’t be leaving me like this!" I pressed forward, my voice sharp and desperate. "You would try one more time and finally understand that I chose to be yours despite your flaws. I didn’t care about your past, I didn’t care how far apart our dreams might have been—I just wanted to be yours..." I argued. "I don’t care how far we are from perfect. I never wanted to give up on you."

She turned her face away, tears streaming down her cheeks as she slowly shook her head.

"Tell me you still love me," I repeated. "Little storm."

"I... I don’t love you anymore, Noah."

Everything stopped.

The sound, the air, the ground beneath my feet. Just an all-consuming, deafening void. A chasm opened inside me, dark and endless, swallowing everything I knew.

"No..." I whispered, shaking my head as my throat tightened to the point of pain. "That’s not true. You can’t even say it looking me in the eyes."

She didn’t respond, and the silence that followed was worse than any words she could have spoken.

My legs finally gave way, and I collapsed to the floor. The hardness of the ground didn’t matter—nothing mattered. I buried my face in my hands, the sobs tearing through me like a storm I couldn’t weather.

She was there, only a few steps away, but it felt like she was already a million miles from me.

I had lost her.

⭑ @collisionofyourkissmakesitsohard ; @iluvmewwwww75 ; @anarchydomainglory ; @foliosgirl ; @lacy1986 ; @chey-h ; @supersquirrel1996 ; @zozaline ; @just-randomm-stuff ; @do-it-jakey-baby

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Video Ezy was an Australian home video rental business, founded in 1983, that offered titles on VHS, DVD, Blu-ray and Ultra HD Blu-ray, as well as console video games, for rent. At its peak in the mid-2000s, Video Ezy had over 500 company-owned and franchised video rental shops in the country, and owned 40% of the Australian video rental market after taking over Blockbuster's Australian operations. In the late 2000s and 2010s the company saw significant store closures, and by 2020 the brand consisted solely of automated rental kiosks operating within Australia. In March 2021 Evolve Entertainment, the company managing Video Ezy's rental kiosks, entered liquidation.

Card above was issued somewhere between 1992 and 2012 when my girlfriend was living in Sydney, which was where Video Ezy was headquartered.

#vintage #video rental #technology #australia #1990s #2000s #vhs

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Electrician Penrith: Your Guide to Finding the Best Electrical Services in Penrith

Electricity is an essential part of our daily lives, from powering our homes and businesses to ensuring safety and comfort. In Penrith, a fast-growing city on the outskirts of Sydney, quality electrical services are in high demand. Whether it's wiring a new home, repairing electrical faults, or installing energy-efficient lighting, having a reliable electrician is crucial. In this blog, we’ll explore everything you need to know about hiring an electrician in Penrith, the services they offer, and how to ensure you're choosing the right one for your needs.

Why You Need a Professional Electrician

Electricity is not something you should take lightly. DIY electrical work is not only dangerous but also illegal without the proper qualifications. Licensed electricians are trained to handle complex electrical systems, ensuring safety and compliance with Australian standards. In Penrith, electricians are essential for a variety of residential, commercial, and industrial tasks, including:

Electrical installations: From new wiring systems to appliance installations, electricians ensure your home or business is powered efficiently and safely.

Maintenance and repairs: Faulty wiring, flickering lights, or circuit breaker issues are common problems that require professional attention.

Upgrades and renovations: As technology advances, upgrading your electrical system to handle modern appliances and gadgets is a must.

Emergency services: Electrical emergencies can happen at any time. Having a reliable electrician available 24/7 ensures that issues are resolved quickly and safely.

Common Electrical Services in Penrith

Electricians in Penrith offer a wide range of services tailored to both residential and commercial clients. Some of the most common services include:

1. Electrical Installations

Whether you’re building a new home, renovating, or adding an extension, electrical installations are a crucial aspect of the construction process. A licensed electrician can help design the electrical layout, install wiring, power outlets, lighting systems, and ensure everything meets local safety regulations.

For businesses, electricians also handle the installation of specialized equipment, such as commercial lighting, security systems, and data cabling.

2. Lighting Solutions

Lighting plays a significant role in the atmosphere and functionality of a space. Electricians in Penrith provide a variety of lighting solutions, from energy-efficient LED lights to ambient lighting designs that enhance the aesthetic of your home or office. They also install outdoor lighting for gardens, pathways, and security purposes.

3. Safety Inspections

Safety should always be a priority when it comes to electricity. Regular electrical inspections can identify potential hazards, such as faulty wiring, overloaded circuits, or outdated electrical systems. An electrician can conduct a comprehensive safety audit and provide recommendations to ensure your property meets current safety standards.

4. Switchboard Upgrades

Your switchboard is the heart of your electrical system, distributing electricity throughout your property. If your switchboard is outdated or unable to handle modern electrical loads, it may cause frequent circuit breaker trips or even pose a fire risk. Electricians in Penrith offer switchboard upgrades to improve efficiency and safety.

5. Emergency Electrical Services

Electrical emergencies, such as power outages, sparking outlets, or electrical fires, require immediate attention. Many electricians in Penrith offer 24/7 emergency services, ensuring that help is available when you need it most.

6. Home Automation and Smart Systems

As homes become smarter, the demand for electricians who specialize in home automation has grown. From installing smart lighting systems to integrating voice-activated assistants, Penrith electricians can help you upgrade your home to the latest technology, improving convenience and energy efficiency.

Qualities to Look for in a Penrith Electrician

Choosing the right electrician is essential for the safety and functionality of your electrical system. Here are some important qualities to look for when hiring an electrician in Penrith:

1. Licensed and Qualified

Always ensure that the electrician you hire is fully licensed and qualified to perform electrical work. In Australia, electricians must undergo rigorous training and apprenticeship programs to become licensed, so ask to see their credentials.

2. Experience

Experience matters when it comes to electrical work. An experienced electrician will be able to diagnose problems quickly, offer solutions, and carry out the work efficiently. Look for an electrician with a proven track record in the type of service you require, whether it's residential installations or commercial electrical maintenance.

3. Reputation

Word of mouth and online reviews are powerful tools when choosing a service provider. Look for an electrician with positive reviews and testimonials from past clients. A good reputation is a strong indicator of reliability and quality workmanship.

4. Transparent Pricing

Electrical work can vary in cost, so it’s essential to choose an electrician who provides transparent pricing. Avoid those who offer vague estimates or surprise fees after the work is completed. A reputable electrician should provide a clear, written quote before beginning any work.

5. Good Communication

An electrician who communicates clearly and promptly is a good sign of professionalism. They should be able to explain the work needed in layman's terms, answer your questions, and keep you informed throughout the project.

How to Find a Reliable Electrician in Penrith

Now that you know what to look for in an electrician, how do you go about finding one in Penrith? Here are a few tips:

Ask for recommendations: Friends, family, and neighbors are often a great source of recommendations for trusted electricians.

Check online directories: Websites like Yellow Pages, local trade directories, or Google Maps provide listings of electricians in Penrith, along with customer reviews.

Use social media: Facebook groups and community pages can be valuable resources for finding local electricians. Many electricians also have business pages where you can read reviews and see examples of their work.

Contact multiple electricians: Don't settle for the first electrician you find. Contact at least three electricians to compare their services, pricing, and availability. This will help you make an informed decision.

Verify their license and insurance: Before hiring, always verify that the electrician is licensed and carries appropriate insurance. This protects you from liability in case of accidents or damages during the job.

The Benefits of Hiring a Local Penrith Electrician

Hiring a local electrician in Penrith offers several advantages. First, a local electrician is likely to be familiar with the specific regulations and requirements in your area, ensuring that your project is compliant with local codes. Additionally, local electricians can often respond faster to emergencies or urgent repairs. Supporting local businesses also helps the community thrive, as your money goes back into the local economy.

Conclusion

Electricity is an essential service, and finding the right electrician in Penrith can make a world of difference in ensuring your electrical systems are safe, efficient, and up to code. Whether you're facing an electrical emergency, planning a renovation, or simply need routine maintenance, hiring a professional, licensed electrician is always the best choice.

By following the tips outlined in this blog, you can confidently choose a reliable electrician who will meet your needs and provide high-quality service. Remember to prioritize experience, reputation, communication, and transparency when making your decision, and you’ll have peace of mind knowing your electrical work is in good hands.

#AllInOneElectrical

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myriadxofxmuses · 1 year ago

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Mortal (for Sydney)

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Sydney never had any real brushes with death until the world fell. And it didn't take long for it to happen.

Sydney had settled in a small town called Eureka Springs and she'd been at work the day it all went to shit. It was slow at first. She'd been working on a car at the shop, the garage door wide open to let in the summer breeze, her and the other mechanic jamming to the classics as they worked. It was a typical day.

That was until the woman strolled up and into the shop. She had definitely seen better days and both Sydney and her coworker thought she'd been in some kind of crash. Likely from her apparent drunkenness. Syd called emergency services as Tyler tried to find out more about the stranger's situation. But the woman wouldn't answer a single question. They had no name, no age, no explanation for her sudden appearance. They couldn't tell emergency services anything.

That was if they could get through.

While Tyler continued trying to her her to open up, Sydney surprisingly received nothing moer than a busy tone on the other end of the phone. She tried over and over to no avail to get through to EMTs and police, ultimately getting an automated message that her call could no longer be completed - which in and of itself was odd. Nine-one-one was supposed to be open to anywhere and anyone, yet she was being harshly denied.

Her mind began wandering over the why of it all when she saw the woman attack Tyler. She sunk her teeth into the crook of his neck and took a chuck of skin with her when he finally wrestled her free. Blood poured from the wound and Syd rushed into action. She shoved the stranger off of her friend and desperately tried to stop the bleeding, her autopilot already calling for an ambulance knowing there was no longer a connection. The light faded from his eyes and panic began to rise within her.

What the fuck was happening?!

The soft sound of shuffling feet pulled her attention from her friend to one responsible for his demise. She turned and, almost as if in slow motion, was barely able to stop the woman from attacking her just the same. The two struggled, crashing to the floor and knocking over a tool tray along with them. Tools scattered everywhere. The woman was rabid. Sydney saw the feral look in her eyes and fear spiked in her veins. Her fingers scrambled to grab hold of anything she could use to free herself from death's grip, managaing to curl themselves around a wrench. She swung as hard as she could and hit the woman in the side of her head, hitting her two more times to fully remove her from atop of her.

Her chest was heaving from the exertion as she stumbled backward, clutching the wrench in front of her. Her eyes remained glued to the lifeless body as it lay where she'd left it, clearly deceased from the blow to her head. Sydney couldn't believe what had just happened. A tremble began to run through her and she was frozen in place as the realizatin that she'd just killed someone washed over her. It wasn't until Tyler began to stir that her confusion worsened.

She watched as he shuffled toward her, his eyes now cold and dead as they stared her way. There was no way this was happening. Instictually she tried reasoning with him, although she knew he had expired moments before. When his fingers brushed against her neck and tried grabbing at her, she shook him off and ran from the shop. She jumped onto her bike and sped off for home, glancing back only once and finding Tyler slowly emerging from the garage and heading her way. It wasn't until she saw the news reports once safely inside her house that she knew the world as she knew it was over.

#lunarruled #[that which does not kill us makes us strong: sydney]

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These guys are called The Chaser. They're a satirical group who has done all kinds of buck wild things, including:

Publishing our at the time Prime Minister's home phone number in their self-published newspaper when was dismissive to 1 million protesters, who were against us joining the war in Iraq

Creating a parody Sydney 2000 Olympics website that went viral and got more hits than the official one

They did several election specials like this, where they pranked serious candidates

Approached Australian Wheat Board executive Charles Stott with a fake novelty cheque made out to Saddam Hussein and asked Stott to sign it - he was doing business with the guy years after 9/11 happened

On 14 July 2006, Licciardello was charged with offensive conduct after attempting to sell fake Canterbury Bulldogs merchandise outside an NRL game.[38] The merchandise included plastic knuckledusters and balaclavas in the Bulldogs' colours, and was supposed to satirise the anti-social and hooligan behaviour of some Bulldogs fans. After being arrested for the stunt, Licciardello appeared onstage in handcuffs and within an iron cage

On 2 August 2006, Reucassel responded to a news story about a private school student who had hugged then-prime minister John Howard while holding a screwdriver during one of the PM's morning walks. To test his security arrangements, Reucassel approached the prime minister during a morning walk and asked for a hug while holding a large plastic battle axe Howard obliged, but a later approach while holding a running was not so successful. Cut out from this segment was an unsuccessful attempt that took place between the axe and the chainsaw, in which Reucassel was holding a four-point-star mace.

On 16 August 2006, Morrow purchased two airline tickets on the airline Virginia Blue under the names "Al Kyder" and "Terry Wrist", checked in using the automated check-in at Sydney Airport, and then deliberately failed to show up for boarding, so that the names would be broadcast in a final boarding call over the public address system.

In 2007, approached the opposition leader eating only speedos and a hat, because he was often photographed wearing that at the beach.

Drove a fake Canadian motorcade through all security checkpoints, while dressed as Osama Bin Laden to attend an APEC meeting.

And so so many more.

These guys were arrested so often, you don't even understand. They just knew enough about the law to get away with it each time, and never got more than fines.

Australian Federal Election 2001: Pranksters follow around Prime Ministerial contender Kim Beazley in an attempt to sneak fake microphones into news footage

Follow for more Batshit Moments in Australian Politics

#the Chaser #striving for Mediocrity in a World of excellence

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Maximise Space with Innovative Home Designs Sydney Builders Offe

Real estate costs are high and space is frequently considered a luxury, residents are looking for creative methods to maximise their living areas. Working with skilled Sydney builders who specialise in contemporary and imaginative home design may help you make the most of every square metre of your property, whether you want to remodel, rebuild, or start fresh.

The Value of Astute Design

Creative house designs are more than just beautiful. Fusing design and utility can ensure every area of your house has a purpose. For homeowners with moderate to high incomes, this entails modifying neighbourhoods to meet their particular lifestyle requirements while enhancing the properties' long-term worth.

Smart design is being pioneered by Sydney builders, who use methods like:

Multi-Functional Spaces: Converting spaces to fulfil two functions, including living rooms with concealed storage or guest bedrooms that also function as home offices.

Open-plan living involves creating a smooth transition between the dining, living, and kitchen rooms to improve the feeling of space and promote connectivity.

Vertical Expansion: To maximise limited footprints, use high ceilings and add mezzanine or loft spaces.

Important Aspects of Sydney's Creative Home Designs

Sydney homes of today are renowned for their ability to combine modern style with functionality. Here are some noteworthy attributes to think about:

1. Integrated Outdoor Spaces

Sydney's fantastic climate makes outdoor areas a natural extension of the house. Rooftop gardens, balconies, and alfresco are designed by builders to blend perfectly with inside living rooms. An indoor-outdoor connection that is harmonious is produced by elements such as sliding glass doors and biophilic design principles.

2. Personalised Storage Options

To maximise space, decluttering is necessary. Built-in closets, under-stair storage, and hidden cabinetry are creative solutions that keep your house organised without sacrificing style.

3. Efficiency of Energy

Sustainability is important to many homes in Sydney. To lessen their influence on the environment and utility expenses, builders include technologies like rainwater collection systems, energy-efficient windows, and solar panels in their designs.

4. Light from Nature

Appear larger and cosier. Large windows, skylights, and strategically placed mirrors can all improve the amount of natural light in the house.

5. Intelligent Household Technology

You can guarantee future-proofing and convenience by including smart technology in your home's design. In Sydney, automated security, climate control, and lighting systems are becoming more common.

Working Together with Skilled Sydney Builders

Achieving your vision depends on selecting the appropriate builder. Skilled Sydney builders are knowledgeable about architectural trends, environmental factors, and local laws. They can create creative home designs in Sydney that fit the special features of your property while ensuring the project is completed on time and within budget.

Think about the following when working with a builder:

Portfolio and Reviews: Examine their prior work and customer endorsements to determine their experience.

Options for Customisation: Verify if they can modify designs to fit your unique requirements and tastes.

Communication: Throughout the process, choose builders who keep lines of communication open and honest.

Putting Money Into Your Ideal House

It's not only about efficiency when you use creative home ideas to maximise space; it's also about creating a haven that expresses your individuality and improves your way of life. Purchasing a well-designed home in Sydney can benefit medium- to high-income homeowners in the long run by raising property values and enhancing quality of life.

Work with knowledgeable Sydney builders to realise your ideal house. A modern masterpiece can be created on your land through creative design, whether a large family home, an opulent beachside hideaway, or a sleek urban townhouse.

#australia home design #home design #home designer #home designs sydney #sydney home designs

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knebelblacktown · 4 days ago

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Kitchen Renovation Sydney – Transform Your Space with Knebel Blacktown

A kitchen is often the heart of the home – a place where family and friends gather, meals are prepared, and memories are made. Over time, however, kitchens can become outdated, cramped, or inefficient. If you’re looking to update your kitchen, a renovation might be the perfect solution. Whether you’re in Sydney or Blacktown, a well-executed Kitchen designs can enhance your home’s value, functionality, and aesthetic appeal.

At Knebel Blacktown, we specialize in high-quality kitchen renovations tailored to your specific needs. Our team of skilled designers and builders is committed to transforming your kitchen into a modern, functional space that fits your lifestyle. In this blog, we’ll explore the benefits of a kitchen renovation in Sydney, why you should consider kitchen renovations in Blacktown, and how Knebel Blacktown can help you achieve your dream kitchen.

Why Choose a Kitchen Renovation?

Increase Your Home's Value A kitchen renovation is one of the best investments you can make in your home. Studies have shown that a renovated kitchen can significantly increase the resale value of your property. Whether you're planning to sell in the near future or just want to enjoy the benefits of a beautiful kitchen, a renovation can provide an excellent return on investment.

Improve Functionality Older kitchens can often be inefficient, with outdated appliances, poor layouts, or insufficient storage. A renovation allows you to redesign your kitchen to suit your needs and make it more functional. By adding custom cabinetry, modern appliances, and better layout options, you can make your kitchen work better for your family.

Enhance Aesthetics A tired, dated kitchen can drag down the look of your entire home. With a renovation, you have the opportunity to completely refresh the aesthetic of your kitchen. Whether you prefer a sleek modern design, a rustic farmhouse style, or a classic look, you can choose materials, colors, and finishes that reflect your personal taste.

Energy Efficiency Modern appliances are more energy-efficient than older models. By updating your kitchen with energy-efficient appliances and better insulation, you can reduce your energy consumption and save money on utility bills.

Kitchen Renovation Trends in Sydney

If you’re considering a kitchen design ideas , it’s essential to stay on top of the latest trends. Here are some popular trends in kitchen design that could inspire your renovation:

Open-Plan Kitchens Open-plan kitchens are becoming increasingly popular in Sydney. This design style removes walls and barriers between the kitchen and living areas, creating a spacious and inviting atmosphere. An open-plan kitchen is perfect for families who enjoy socializing and entertaining.

Smart Kitchens With the rise of technology, smart kitchens are becoming a trend in homes across Sydney. Smart appliances, like refrigerators, ovens, and dishwashers, can be controlled remotely using your smartphone. This allows for greater convenience, efficiency, and automation in your kitchen.

Sustainable Materials Many homeowners are opting for eco-friendly materials in their kitchen renovations. Recycled wood, sustainable countertops, and energy-efficient appliances can help reduce your carbon footprint while still creating a stylish and functional kitchen.

Bold Color Palettes While neutral tones are still popular, many homeowners are embracing bold, dramatic colors in their kitchen designs. Dark cabinetry, vibrant backsplashes, and colorful kitchen islands are all trending in Sydney kitchens.

Why Choose Knebel Blacktown for Your Kitchen Renovation?

Expert Design and Planning At Knebel Blacktown, we understand that every kitchen is unique, which is why we offer personalized design services. Our team will work with you to understand your vision, needs, and budget, and create a custom kitchen design that suits your lifestyle. From layout to finishes, we’ll ensure every detail is considered.

Quality Craftsmanship We pride ourselves on delivering high-quality craftsmanship. Our team uses the best materials and skilled techniques to ensure that your kitchen renovation stands the test of time. Whether it’s cabinetry, countertops, or flooring, we use top-tier products to create a durable and stunning kitchen.

End-to-End Service From the initial design consultation to the final touches, Knebel Blacktown offers end-to-end service for your kitchen renovation. We handle everything, including demolition, installation, plumbing, and electrical work. Our team ensures that your renovation runs smoothly, with minimal disruption to your daily life.

Timely and Budget-Friendly Renovations We understand that your time and budget are valuable. That’s why we strive to complete your kitchen renovation on time and within your specified budget. We provide transparent pricing, so you’ll never be surprised by hidden fees or unexpected costs.

The Process of a Kitchen Renovation with Knebel Blacktown

Initial Consultation The first step in your kitchen renovation is to meet with our team for an initial consultation. We’ll discuss your goals, needs, and preferences, and gather information about your space.

Design Phase Once we understand your vision, we’ll create a detailed design plan that includes 3D renderings of your new kitchen. We’ll work with you to refine the design until it perfectly aligns with your vision.

Renovation and Construction Once the design is finalized, our team will begin the renovation process. We’ll handle all aspects of the construction, from removing old materials to installing new ones. We’ll keep you updated throughout the process to ensure everything is going smoothly.

Final Walkthrough After the renovation is complete, we’ll do a final walkthrough to ensure everything is to your satisfaction. We want to make sure your new kitchen exceeds your expectations and is ready for you to enjoy.

Conclusion

A kitchen renovation in Sydney or Blacktown can completely transform your home, adding value, functionality, and style. At Knebel Blacktown, we specialize in creating custom kitchens that reflect your unique style and needs. Whether you’re looking to upgrade your current kitchen or completely redesign it, our team is here to help you achieve your dream kitchen. Contact us today to get started on your kitchen renovation journey.

#kitchen design l shape

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sbselectricalservice · 11 months ago

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Home Harmony: Embrace the Future with Home Automation Sydney

In the ever-evolving landscape of technology, Home Automation Sydney stands at the forefront, revolutionizing the way we live. At sbselectricalservice, we believe in creating a seamless blend of innovation and comfort, bringing the future into your home today.

Unleashing the Power of Smart Homes

Embrace a lifestyle of unparalleled convenience with home automation. Imagine walking into a perfectly lit home, where the temperature adjusts to your liking, and your favorite music starts playing – all at the touch of a button. Our state-of-the-art systems make this a reality, enhancing your daily life.

Smart Lighting Solutions

Bid farewell to traditional switches and welcome the era of intelligent lighting. Our smart lighting solutions not only offer energy efficiency but also allow you to set the ambiance effortlessly. Control the brightness, color, and mood of every room, creating an atmosphere tailored to your preferences.

Climate Control at Your Fingertips

Say goodbye to the days of manually adjusting thermostats. With our smart climate control, you have the power to regulate the temperature in each room remotely. Whether you're at home or away, ensure optimal comfort while optimizing energy consumption.

Security Redefined

Securing your home has never been smarter. Our home automation systems integrate cutting-edge surveillance technology. Monitor your property in real-time, receive instant alerts, and even communicate with visitors through your smartphone, ensuring peace of mind wherever you are.

Intelligent Access Control

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Elevate Your Lifestyle with Home Automation Sydney

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How Can Emergency Electricians in Sydney Help with Energy Efficiency?

Businesses and homes in Sydney frequently look for methods to increase energy efficiency. Efficient electrical systems are more crucial than ever due to growing environmental consciousness and rising energy costs. Emergency electricians are often associated with urgent repairs, but they are also essential to energy efficiency.

Let's examine how Sydney emergency electricians can help cut down on energy use without sacrificing functionality or safety.

Finding Electrical Systems That Aren't Working Right

Faults that result in energy waste can be promptly identified by emergency electricians.

Outdated systems, broken circuits, and old or damaged wiring can use more energy than is necessary. These problems provide safety hazards in addition to raising energy costs. Emergency electricians evaluate the general condition of your electrical system when they are summoned for critical problems. Because of their experience, they can identify inefficiencies and suggest energy-saving improvements or fixes.

Changing to More Energy-Efficient Lighting

Lighting accounts for a significant portion of any property's energy consumption.

Outdated lighting systems can be replaced with the help of Sydney emergency electricians. They can swiftly convert halogen or incandescent light bulbs to LED ones that use less energy. Better lighting options that use less electricity are frequently recommended to clients by electricians during an emergency callout. LED lights are a sustainable option for homes and businesses since they consume less energy, last longer, and generate less heat.

Setting Up Energy-Saving Devices

Energy efficiency is greatly enhanced by modern appliances.

Energy-efficient appliance installation might be assisted by emergency electricians. In the event that an older appliance breaks down and needs to be fixed right away, electricians can swap it out for an energy-efficient model. Their knowledge guarantees a safe and efficient installation of any equipment, whether it's a kitchen appliance, air conditioner, or water heater. Utility bills are lowered as a result of less energy waste.

Resolving Standby Power Problems

One often-ignored source of energy waste is standby power.

Even while not in use, a lot of appliances and gadgets still consume electricity. Installing standby power controllers or smart switches is one-way emergency electricians can assist. By cutting off superfluous electricity to inactive devices, these systems increase energy efficiency overall. In addition, electricians can check for phantom loads and recommend ways to reduce them when responding to an electrical issue.

Enhancing Insulation through Electrical Improvements

Higher energy use is a result of inadequate insulation.

Sydney emergency electricians are capable of modernizing electrical systems to facilitate improved insulation. For instance, they can build energy-efficient, contemporary heating or cooling systems. The energy needed to maintain pleasant indoor temperatures is decreased when these systems are used in conjunction with appropriate insulation. Their prompt action guarantees low downtime and efficient energy consumption.

Putting Smart Home Technology into Practice

Energy efficiency could be revolutionized by smart home technologies.

Installing and setting smart gadgets is a competence that emergency electricians possess. These consist of energy-monitoring systems, automated lighting, and programmable thermostats. With the help of these technologies, you can better regulate how much energy you consume and adapt it to your needs. Electricians make sure these technologies integrate seamlessly with your current setup and are installed safely.

Resolving Circuit Overload

One of the most frequent causes of energy inefficiency is overloaded circuits.

Circuits that are overloaded may use too much power, increasing energy costs and possibly posing risks. Your electrical system will function more effectively if emergency electricians are able to locate and repair overloaded circuits. They lower the risk of electrical fires and avoid energy waste by shifting the load or improving the wiring.

Making Sure Energy Standards Are Followed

Electrical systems in Sydney must meet stringent energy efficiency requirements.

Emergency electricians make sure that these rules are followed on your property. This entails looking for installations that use less energy and suggesting improvements where necessary. In addition to saving energy, compliance protects your electrical system against fines and guarantees its safety.

Increasing Access to Energy Efficiency

Emergency electricians serve as a link between immediate fixes and long-term fixes.

They offer guidance on energy-saving techniques in addition to fixing urgent problems. They assist in lowering energy use by repairing inefficiencies, introducing contemporary technologies, and upgrading systems. Relying on qualified emergency electricians is a step towards a more economical and environmentally friendly future for Sydney households.

Select emergency electricians in Sydney who put sustainability and safety first. Their advice will help your property become more energy efficient without sacrificing functionality.

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