#drain cleaning austin

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The Importance of Residential Drain Cleaning Services in Austin, Texas

Living in Austin, Texas, is a unique experience, blending vibrant culture, bustling tech scenes, and the charm of the Hill Country. However, like any other city, Austin homeowners face their share of maintenance challenges, particularly with residential drains. Ensuring that your home’s drainage system operates smoothly is crucial for maintaining a healthy living environment. This is where professional residential drain cleaning​ services in Austin Texas come into play.

Why Regular Drain Cleaning is Essential

Drains are an often-overlooked component of home maintenance until a problem arises. Blocked drains can lead to numerous issues, including unpleasant odors, slow drainage, and even severe water damage. Regular drain cleaning is essential to prevent these problems and ensure that your plumbing system functions efficiently. Here are some reasons why maintaining clean drains is critical:

Prevention of Blockages: Over time, debris such as hair, grease, and soap scum can accumulate in your drains, leading to blockages. Regular cleaning helps prevent these buildups, ensuring smooth water flow.

Odor Control: Accumulated waste in drains can emit foul odors, making your home less pleasant. Professional cleaning eliminates these deposits, keeping your home smelling fresh.

Avoiding Water Damage: Blocked drains can cause water to back up, potentially leading to leaks and water damage. This can result in expensive repairs and damage to your property. Regular maintenance helps avoid these issues.

Extending Plumbing Lifespan: Regular cleaning and maintenance can extend the life of your plumbing system, saving you money on premature replacements and repairs.

The Expertise of Cavayoo Services Corp

When it comes to residential drain cleaning services in Austin, Cavayoo Services Corp stands out as a trusted name. With years of experience and a commitment to customer satisfaction, Cavayoo Services Corp offers comprehensive drain cleaning solutions tailored to meet the unique needs of Austin homeowners.

Services Offered

Cavayoo Services Corp provides a range of services designed to keep your drains in optimal condition:

Routine Drain Cleaning: Regular cleaning to prevent blockages and ensure efficient drainage.

Emergency Drain Cleaning: Prompt and reliable service for unexpected drain issues.

Hydrocleaning Jetting Service: High-pressure water jetting to remove stubborn clogs and buildup.

Understanding Hydrocleaning Jetting Services in Austin

One of the most effective methods of drain cleaning is hydrocleaning jetting. This service uses high-pressure water to clean drains thoroughly, removing even the most stubborn blockages and buildups. Hydrocleaning jetting is particularly beneficial for residential properties in Austin, given the unique plumbing challenges posed by the local environment.

How Hydrocleaning Jetting Works

Hydrocleaning jetting involves inserting a high-pressure hose with a specialized nozzle into the drain. The hose then releases powerful jets of water, breaking down and flushing away debris, grease, and other obstructions. This method is highly effective for several reasons:

Thorough Cleaning: The high-pressure water can reach and clean areas that traditional methods cannot, ensuring a comprehensive clean.

Environmentally Friendly: Hydrocleaning uses only water, making it an eco-friendly option for drain cleaning.

Prevention of Future Blockages: By thoroughly cleaning the pipes, hydrocleaning helps prevent future clogs, reducing the need for frequent maintenance.

Why Choose Cavayoo Services Corp for Hydrocleaning Jetting in Austin?

Cavayoo Services Corp is a leader in hydrocleaning jetting services in Austin. Here’s why they should be your go-to choice for this advanced cleaning method:

Experienced Technicians: Cavayoo Services Corp employs highly trained and experienced technicians who are skilled in using hydrocleaning jetting equipment.

Customer-Centric Approach: Cavayoo Services Corp is dedicated to providing excellent customer service, ensuring that all your drain cleaning needs are met with professionalism and care.

Local Expertise: As a local company, they understand the unique plumbing challenges faced by Austin homeowners and offer tailored solutions to address them.

Maintaining Clean Drains with Cavayoo Services Corp

Regular drain cleaning is an investment in the longevity and efficiency of your home’s plumbing system. With Cavayoo Services Corp, you can trust that your drains are in capable hands. Their comprehensive services, including routine drain cleaning and hydrocleaning jetting, ensure that your plumbing system remains in top condition, preventing costly repairs and maintaining a healthy living environment.

In conclusion, residential drain cleaning services in Austin, Texas, are essential for maintaining a functional and efficient plumbing system. Cavayoo Services Corp, with its expertise and advanced hydrocleaning jetting service, offers the perfect solution for homeowners looking to keep their drains clean and clog-free. Don’t wait for a blockage to occur; invest in regular drain cleaning and enjoy peace of mind knowing your home’s plumbing is in excellent condition.

[pebblezone]

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[cavayooservicescorp]

Professional Drain Cleaning Services in Austin by Cavayoo Services Corp.

At Cavayoo Services Corp., we offer top-notch drain cleaning services to the Austin community. Our experienced technicians use the latest technology to ensure your drains are clean and functioning efficiently. Whether it's a simple clog or a complex drainage issue, we handle it all with expertise and professionalism. Customer satisfaction is our priority, and we guarantee prompt and reliable service. Trust Cavayoo Services Corp. for all your drain cleaning needs in Austin. Contact us today for a free consultation, and let us keep your drains flowing smoothly!

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[chunghasweetie]

𝐏𝐔𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄 | J.JK

— pairing | fem!oc x tattoo artist!jjk

— summary | jungkook’s still closing up after a long day of work. she went to his shop right after work and she was drained. luckily jungkook was just the right one to cheer her up

— warning | bad writing (i’m doing my best)

unprotected sex, cursing, praising, just sex lol

— word count | 1.3k words

— song suggestion | put it on me — austin mahone

Jungkook had been working at the shop all day. All sorts of clients going in and out of his shop.

His employees had already gone home a while ago. He was still closing up for the night.

He was exhausted and drained. He just wanted to see his girl, though she had never left his mind through his shift.

The clock had just struck 12pm and JK’s Ink Lounge had finally closed up for the night. It was late, and she was barely getting off work around the same time as well.

He hadn’t seen her since last night because of their busy schedules.

She was a nurse and would work insane hours at the clinic. The two hadn’t had a work break in quite some time.

A knock was heard on the locked door of the shop. “We’re closed!” Jungkook called out before looking at the door, realizing it was actually his girlfriend, not a customer.

“Oh shit.” He cursed to himself, getting out and unlocking the door for her.

Jungkook's face lights up when he sees her enter his shop.

“Sorry baby. I forgot my key.” She apologized, pecking her boyfriend’s lips.

“It’s okay beautiful. What made you come here? Aren’t you tired? I thought you were at home.” He asked her, a hint of concern in his voice.

“Wanted to see my boo.” She hummed. “Never get to really see you anymore.”

He exhaled, “Yeah I know.”

“I got dropped tonight so I thought my lovely boyfriend would pick us up dinner on the way home.” She fluttered her lashes cutely.

“Anything for my baby.”

“I’ll help you close. Just do your online stuff and I’ll clean.” Y/n walked to the front desk, setting her purse down.

“No no baby.” Jungkook stopped her. “You gotta be tired Y/n. I don’t want to do that to you.”

“It’s not that bad baby.” She chuckled, grabbing some cleaning products to properly prep the studio. “I want to help you.”

Y/n could almost run the studio on her own. She knew everything and was more than willing to help her man out.

“You’re so amazing.” He kissed her cheek. “I’ll hurry.”

“No rush.” She shook her head, getting straight to cleaning.

The two worked on the closing duties, making sure every part of the studio was ready for tomorrow.

“How was work today baby?”

“It was okay.” Y/n shrugged. “I’m so drained.” She complained, taking a seat on his lap.

Jungkook immediately notices her drained expression, and his face falls. He pulls her into a tight hug, rubbing her back soothingly. "What happened, mama?"

“Short staffed again so I was kinda irritated.” She sighed.

He sighs softly, understanding her fatigue all too well. "You know I'm here for you, mama. Always."

His thumb gently strokes the side of her face, trying to ease her stress. "Why don't you let me take care of you for once?"

“Mm no. It’s my job to take care of you.” She protested.

He chuckles softly, shaking his head at her stubbornness. "That's my job, mama. You're too tired to argue, and I can tell you need some pampering."

“You’re so hard working baby. You’re better than me because you can take so much.” He hummed. “Sorry about your day baby.”

His thumb gently traces the outline her lips, before gently kissing them. "Let me take care of you tonight.

“Please.” She gave in, “I need it.”

"You're too beautiful to say no to." He carries her to a guest futon and sits down with her, his arm around her waist as he kisses her once again.

He groans softly, kissing her deeper and harder as his hands begin to roam her body.

"You know what I'm thinking about, pretty?" He whispers into her ear, his lips brushing against it. "I can't wait much longer. I was fucking trying to wait until we got home but— shit I can’t.”

“So fucking pretty” He whispered.

He begins to undress her, kissing every exposed inch of skin.

“Been wanting this for so long.” She spoke, “We never have time anymore.”

He groans as he hears that, his hands cupping her ass as he her you closer to him.

"Fuck I know pretty. I've wanted it just as bad you have no idea.” He lifts her up and positions himself before lowering her onto him.

“Haven’t seen you in so long.” She mumbled. “Haven’t touched you in forever.”

He nods in agreement as he thrusts up in her. "I know, baby. I've missed this too." His hands roam her body, touching every inch of it as he whispers sweet things to her.

"I love you, mama. You're so fucking beautiful." He croaked out.

His hands travel down her body and between her legs, rubbing her in just the right spot as he watches her with lust-filled eyes.

“Mm” She hummed.

Jungkook’s eyes darken at her soft moans as he leans in closer. "Do you want me to fuck you now, baby?"

He whispers hotly in your ear before nipping at her earlobe. "Because I want to fuck you so fucking bad right now. Just say the word.”

“Jungkook please. Want this so bad.” She whimpered

He growls at her whines, pulling out of her before flipping her over and pushing back into her. "Like this, baby?"

His hips piston in and out of her as he holds onto her hips, tugging her back into him as he thrusts forward.

“Fuck Jungkook— yes.”

He smirks as he listens to her pleas for more.

"Yes, baby?" He leans over her, his chest pressed against her back. "Do you like it when I fuck you rough?"

He moans at her words, his thrusts getting faster and harder. "Yeah, baby. You like when I fuck you rough like this hm? You're such a good girl for me."

He bites down on her shoulder as he reaches around and starts rubbing her clit. “So good for me.”

He smirks against her skin, feeling her getting closer to her release.

"That's right, baby. Cum for me. I wanna hear you scream my name." He thrusts into her a few more times before reaching down and starting to rub her clit furiously.

Her legs were shaking and her body was reacting all too well to his touch.

Jungkook was reaching his orgasm as well, trying to chase it with hers.

“Fuck I’m cumming.” She whined.

He groans at her words, feeling himself getting closer to his own release. "Yeah, baby. Cum for me. Cum all over my cock."

He thrusts into her as hard as he can, triggering her orgasm. "Fuck” Jungkook cursed.

“Feels so good— shit” she whimpered.

He growls at her words, feeling himself getting even closer to his release. "Yeah? Mm gonna cum all inside this pussy."

He thrusts into her a few more times before he couldn't take it anymore and cums inside her with a loud groan, filling her up.

“Shitttt” She panted, looking at how messy her pussy was because of them.

He pants hard, his forehead resting against hers as he tries to catch his breath. "Damn, baby. You felt so fucking good."

He smirks and kisses her lips gently. "Thank you, you always let me fuck you so good."

“Anything for you my love.” She giggled. “I can’t believe we had sex in here again.”

He lets out a chuckle, kissing her forehead. "Yeah, I know. I can't help it though. Everytime you walk in here I know I’m done for."

He smirks and kisses her again. "You always make me so excited.”

“You’re just lucky I can’t resist.” She laughed. “Let’s clean now so we can go get food. I’m fucking starving.”

He nods. "Yeah, let's clean up. My stomach is killing me." He pulls out of you and helps clean her up.

“I’m not done with you once we’re home.” He mumbled. “Once that food in my system I’m ready to go.”

“You can’t be serious.” She laughed.

[austinbutlerslovers]

Austins Bath

Label Mature 18+

Austin likes when you run him a bath, he enjoys it even more when you bathe him, and he loves it the most when you pleasure him while he’s in the tub.

Established relationship girlfriend

Edging•handjob•fingering•shower sex•simultaneous orgasm•creampie

💝 Starts fluff ends up smut❤️‍🔥

Austin Butler, Interview Mag

Austins Bath

Austin loves to take baths, he appreciates them extensively. Often stiff and sore after working out and combat training or mentally exhausted doing interviews and having constant conversations at events. Resting in a bath soaking peacefully for him is a calming reprieve.

He asks you to start one for him after his long day of doing back to back interviews for multiple syndicates and tv shows.

He is constantly promoting with his cast mates for his latest movie. He answers the same questions in different ways dozens of times, always polite always consistent. It’s mentally exciting yet exhausting.

He’s recently increased your task from filling the bath to now bathing him in it. As the water fills you add his two favorites epsom salt and a dollop of his L’occitane foaming wash. You place a stack of rolled wash cloths on the side and light a few of his favorite scented candles around the tub.

As you lay his robe and towel on the stand next to the bath, you realize how much you are internally compelled to baby and pamper him. He is a fully grown adult man, but with his sweet nature and innocent face he always has you doing the most domestic tasks excitedly for him.

“Austin your bath is ready” you call to him when it’s filled. He walks in smiling gleefully and begins peeling off all of his clothing until he’s completely naked. You watch him climb into the tub. He sinks down in the warm water and it rises to his chest. You can already see his face softening as he gets comfortable.

With a relaxed sigh he tilts his head back over the edge of the tub exposing his throat. It’s sexy to see and you try to ignore it and resume your tasks.

You turn on a second nozzle that releases water from a sprayer and rise his hair squishing your hands through his locks making sure they are fully rinsed then turning it off.

You squeeze his favorite shampoo into your hands and lather it into his hair starting at his temples. He makes light sounds of pleasure as your fingers scratch through his scalp and you begin to lose focus becoming aroused.

He brings his hand out of the water and playfully pinches your nipple making you gasp, your chest is directly over his face. He pinches your other nipple as you try to continue lathering his hair. “Austin!” You grin as you chastise him trying to work. He smirks knowing he’s already arousing you.

You have him lift up as you hook a basin to the edge of the tub. He tilts his head back and you rinse his hair over the basin with the spray nozzle ridding his hair of all the shampoo. You unhook the basin and pour it into the drain of the adjacent shower.

You kneel back next to him at the tub and comb your fingers through his clean wet hair gently massaging his scalp. His eyes are closed with a smile of delight on his face as he just enjoys it.

You squirt body wash on his loofah and have him stand out of the water. You work your way down his fit toned body starting with his neck. When you press too hard on the soft spot next to his abs he giggles. You look up at him grinning he’s enjoying this especially what’s next his favorite part.

You put down the loofah and inhale sharply as you begin to clean on and around his cock with your soapy hand. You try to ignore the heat radiating from your reddened face and the urge to have it between your legs.

You glide your sudsy hand on his testis cupping and massaging them, then you squeeze up and down his shaft before rubbing your thumb over and around his slit and his tip cleaning him throughly.

“You’re so professional“ he finally says breaking the silence. He smiles down at you seeing you trying so hard to remain focused even though you’re clearly aroused. “Turn around ” you say trying to ignore all the thoughts forming in your mind.

He turns facing the wall and places his palms against it spacing his legs apart. You soak a wash cloth and start at his strong muscular shoulders scrubbing down each one to his small waist line.

You dip the wash cloth in the bath water and slide it through his cute crack. When he winces it makes you giggle. “So sensitive” you coo at him gaining the upper hand. His face is blushing bright red when you finish. “You’re such a shy baby” you tease him.

He just turns and grins at you then splashes back down into the water feeling clean. You place a dry folded wash cloth on edge of the tub and have him rest his head back against it.

Usually you tidy up and leave him at peace. This time he stops you. “I’m not finished ” he says grabbing your wrist. You lock eyes with him as he guides your hand under the water onto his submerged cock. He’s extremely hard.

“ Oh!” you say aloud, the skin is soft but his erection is like a brick. Holding his shaft you make a fist around it guiding up and down on him, slowly at first.

He rests his head back against the tub feeling weaker the longer you tug and squeeze on his cock. “Make me cum” he says desperate for release. His eyes are closed as he grips the edges of the tub with his hands to prepare.

You slide your fist up and down his shaft harder you watch his face change from tense to passionate. You go faster pumping his shaft under the water until he’s moaning from it and failing to catch his breath.

He holds the edges of the tub tighter as the water splashes louder from your movements. You want to make him cum and he’s so close. His body tenses as his cock strains in you grasp.

He tilts his head up and groans loudly echoing the bathroom. His abs tighten and he ejaculates releasing all of his sperm in fluid bursts into the bath. You watch the cloud of his cum quickly dissolve into the water. He rests his head back against the tub panting. His chest is heaving his face is flushed pink. he looks radiantly beautiful.

His cock begins to soften in your hand. As you watch it he draws your attention with his voice.

“You like watching me cum don’t you” he says with a grin. You squeeze your knees together next to the tub thinking about it. “Yes I do” you admit. You admire his handsome relaxed features, his eyes are so soft now. “C’mere“ he says gesturing you over.

You move closer and he reaches his hands up to cup your jaw pulling you into a soft chaste kiss. He places his strong hand on your back and suddenly pulls you side ways yanking you into the bath water with him.

“AUSTIN!” You shriek you are fully soaked on top of him. “You enjoy my cum so much bathe in it” he says with a grin. You both let out the cutest laughs. The mood changes as you lock eyes in sexual tension. You sit up and strip off your soaked top throwing it out of the tub. It smacks wetly on the floor.

He pulls you down to kiss him and holds your body against his around your torso. You begin grinding your soaked clothed heat against him trying to get sexual relief from friction but the water makes it impossible. He reaches a hand and clicks the tub to drain

You climb off of him and out of the tub. As soon as he steps out you kiss him again. He holds your head absorbing all of your hunger filled kisses walking you back into the shower. He fumbles trying to find the handle, without looking he turns it on. He finally breaks your kiss to kneel down and strip your soaked pants and panties off.

You have so much passion for him you feel it in your throat. The wet clothing clings to your legs as he strips you down.

When he stands again he pushes you back against the shower wall pressing his palm on your chest. “How do you want me to make you cum?” He asks because you just made him shoot his load in the bath water. “With your fingers” you say instantly. He lifts your leg placing your foot on the shower bench spreading you open. He keeps his hand pressed to your chest and steps closer making you feel erotically trapped.

You are already wet he slips his fingers down your folds and rubs against your clit. you curl up instantly so overstimulated from sexual arousal “So sensitive” he coos at you as he smiles. He begins rubbing circles around your entrance making you pant.

You are bucking your hips wantingto be filled with his fingers but he keeps you at bay pressing his hand on your chest. He doesn’t relent to your neediness, not even once, he takes his time circling your entrance at a pace that has you going insane with lust.

He switches to using his entire hand when you are thoroughly wet. He slips it up and down through your soaked mons separating your pussy lips with his fingers “Austin please fuck me with your fingers” you gasp.

The urge to be filled by them consuming all of your rational thought. “Such a dirty little mouth, you think you deserve a reward after that?” He stares at you sternly but his lips are curved in a smile. You look up at him fighting every sexual urge in your body to calm down “Austin please satisfy me with your fingers” You ask politely and he grins.

He lines up two at your tiny hole and pushes them in. It instantly begins relieving the tension built up in your body as he pumps them into you. He gathers your hands pinning them above your head against the tiles. You feel like his little sex puppet as he fingers you relentlessly. Your moans echo the shower filling his ears and teasing his cock as he pumps his fingers in and out of you faster.

You begin to twist your wrists trying to free your hands to reach his growing erection.

He finally releases your hands and lunges into you with a kiss. He holds your thigh up against the wall and holds the base of his cock to guide it inside of you.

He thrusts forward. It feels so tight as he penetrates between your legs stuffing you full of his cock. You let out a string of pleasurable moans in appreciation.

He begins working his hips thrusting you back against the tiles. You moan his name and cling onto him as you feel the tightness in you reaching its peak.

He pulls you onto him still holding your thigh up and pounds into you harder. You feel his muscled body jolting against yours as he thrusts tipping you over the edge.

You moan against his ear and he starts to orgasm with you.

He groans with you in unison reverberating the shower walls. He fills you with warm cum as you orgasm on his cock. His final thrusts are harder to drain himself completely. He slows down and lowers you to the ground as he slides his cock out.

He smiles at you and plants a kiss on your jaw pulling you under the shower water with him.

You will bathe him religiously.

~*End*~

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[chrisgotitall]

got inspired by these pics!! mike and reader throwing a cute little cooking/board game party and inviting a close knit group of friends then their social batteries being completely drained once it’s over and everyone leaves, trying to finally enjoy some peace and quiet while being exhausted together!! don’t get them wrong, they had so much fun playing and getting drunk with their buddies but they’re both introverts so they do love their time away from everything & everyone and their personal moments together.

"Bye, thank you so much for coming" you say greeting goodbye the last few people to leave the apartment. Mike says goodbye from the couch, his eyes already closed.

You reach him and literally throw yourself on the couch. You look around the apartment. It's a mess: red solo cups everywhere, empty bottles on every surface and left over food on the table.

"We should clean this up before going to bed" you say.

Mike lets out a growl, signaling he doesn't want to. You tap his shoulder, "Come on, just five minutes, we just have to throw everything in the garbage and get that good in the fridge" you encourage him, even if you're not moving yourself.

He looks at you, "How do you have the power to make me get up from the couch when I'm this wasted?" he says.

"Well, that's the power of love" you slap his leg lightly and finally get up.

Both of you clean up the apartment just enough not to find a mess when you wake up in a few hours.

"Ok... let's go to bed"

You get in your bedroom and Mike tries to take off his shirt to change into his Pj shirt but somehow he drops his arms and huffs.

"What are you doing?"

"Can I just get in bed like this?" he says referring to the clothes he's been wearing the whole day.

"Absolutely not!" you say and help him out taking off his shirt.

"Oh and see how you took that possibility..." he says smirking.

"Just hurry, idiot"

You get in bed. He gets in too and he reaches for you waist and hides his head in the crook of your neck. You hold his head.

"Finally some peace and quiet" he says, his voice muffled as he speaks into your neck.

"I know, right?" you say back.

You had a really fun night with just the right people but after a bit you just get enough and can't wait to go back to the two of you alone in your quiet apartment.

You guys cuddle up in your bed laughing about the fun moments that happened during the night so now the apartment isn't so quiet anymore but it's filled with loud laughs.

Then Austin joined you two on the bed and the peace was yet restored. You, Mike and your dog together.

You kiss his head. He caresses the skin of your arms with his fingers.

You kiss his lips.

"Goodnight, baby" you say.

"Goodnight" he says kissing your head.

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

Imposter Syndrome

Summary: After his car accident, Matt has been acting out strange. What could possibly be wrong with your - once sweet - husband?

Pairings: Matthew Jackson x Fem!Reader

Warnings: +18, adult language, asphyxiation, smut, dub-con, dirty talk.

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @bayleymania , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl, @ripleyswhore , @tahiri-veyla

Relief can’t even begin to fathom what I felt once I entered with Matt by my side through the threshold of our home.

“Careful, my love” I placed my hand behind his back as I helped him sit down on the couch. The purple stains beneath Matt’s eye and jaw were almost gone by now.

After the car accident that left my husband 4 weeks in the hospital, he was finally recovered enough to come home, and could at last get some rest in our own bed. It was such a relief to see him better after everything we’ve gone through the past month, but now that we’re home, I’m ready to get our life back on track.

I sat on the armrest of the couch and caressed his shoulder while asking “Do you want something to eat, Matty?”. His brown eyes fixed on my face, and a hint of contempt quickly flashed in the dark chocolate irises.

“Matthew” He scorned “I hate being called ‘Matty’, it’s childish”.

With frowned eyebrows, I stood up as he continued, “And yes, I want a chicken sandwich filled with tomatoes and chips”.

“Tomatoes? But you hate tomatoes inside the sandwich-”

“Just go get me a fucking sandwich, alright?!” Matt growled, still not realizing my utter shock upon hearing the cuss word coming out of his lips.

Matt never cusses…at least until now.

“Where’s my beer?” Matt asks as I place the sandwich on top of the coffee table.

“We don’t have alcohol at home,” I said “You don’t drink alcohol”.

“Well I do now” He flashed me a bitter smile before grabbing a couple of dollars from his shorts’ side pocket. “Be a good girl and go buy me a pack, would you?” With a teasing wink, Matt softly pushed me towards the front door. He turned the TV on and stopped at the sports channel.

Matt’s eyes followed the fast jabs one of the opponents was receiving, his lips moved rapidly, and I could’ve sworn I heard “Kill him. Kill that motherfucker!” Before I made my way out the door.

After leaving Matt’s beer on the kitchen counter, I went upstairs for a shower. The warm water made wonders for my sore neck muscles and I could feel the last stressful weeks being washed down the drain along with the water.

After getting changed into a clean set of clothes, I laid down in bed and kept staring at the ceiling. My mind wandered into a series of silent questions about my husband and his current behavior. The doctor warned me about possible temporary personality changes, but I didn’t expect it to be this drastic. As I kept asking myself how long it would take for Matt to get back to his usual self, I felt my eyes getting heavier with each breath.

I felt the darkness even before opening my eyes, turning around in bed until I was facing the ceiling, my once-heavy lids slowly opened to find Matt staring at me.

“Jesus Christ!” I yelped, placing a hand on top of my chest in an attempt to get my frantic heartbeat at ease. “Matt, what the hell?! You scared the crap out of me!”

Matt's smile was predatory and unfamiliar, his eyes roamed through my face until they went down my neck and breasts.

“I was waiting for you to come downstairs to watch the fight with me, but to my surprise, you were here sleeping”.

“I’m sorry, love. I was a bit tired, and I guess I ended up falling asleep”

“Poor, dovey. Are you tired?” Matt leaned forward and laid his lips on mine. “I can help you feel better”. His hand cupped my breast through the tank top, softly snarling before his closing grip made me gasp, “Matt, what are you doing?”

A quick halt of my breath made me realize that the hand that was once on my breast was now around my throat. Squeezing the sides until I felt my lungs burning with the need of air.

“How many times do I have to tell you it���s ‘Matthew’?! Not ‘Matt, not ‘Matty’, but ‘Matthew’!” His chocolate eyes burned with something still unfamiliar to me. That threatening gaze glistened with unrecognizable mischief, lingering in my face until my lips mumbled a soft “I- I’m sorry, Matthew”.

The pressure on my throat slowly begins to subside, the hand that once blocked my airway now slowly descended to my hips, stopping at the hem of my shorts and sinking into it.

My mind wandered through his face, trying to get a glimpse of the husband I once knew. The full beard was replaced by a goatee, the usual loose bun had turned into a slick ponytail, and the eyes that sparkled with love and devotion were now nothing but two pools of lust and raw desire.

“What a good little whore” Matthew whispered into my ear. His hand pushed my head down on the mattress, holding me in place while his opposite hand pressed down on my lower back.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this moment”, Matthew’s teeth scraped against my shoulder, sucking a small purple circle on the tensed muscle. “Of how many times I stroked my cock thinking about coming inside you”.

The sharp pain in my neck made me whisper “Matthew”.

Hands closed around my neck, pulling me up to a knelt position. My back rested against his chest, and his sweat dripped on my lower back making me call for his name once again.

“Oh that’s it, keep saying my name, dovey. Say the name of the man who is fucking you so good” Matthew’s lips rested against my temple, pushing the sweaty hairs away from my face with his lips and chin.

“I’ve never wanted anybody as much as I want you, little dove. When I saw how poorly Matt treated this sweet pussy, how little attention he gave to it, how he never tasted it, how he never teased it nor overstimulated it until it could only grow wetter and wetter, I thought ‘he doesn’t deserve it! He doesn’t deserve such a tight, warm, little pussy’ but I do!” Matthew sank deeper, aiming his cock to reach spots I’d never known existed until now.

My legs tremble with pleasure, and a string of incomprehensive words leaves my lips the more he plays with my clit.

“Look at this cute little nub” The burn of Matthew’s slap on my clit made me moan loudly, the sting soon being appeased by the rhythmic circles “How could someone not want to play with it? Only a fucking pussy like Matt could leave this cunt unfilled”. Matthew’s hand tugged on my scalp, aiming my head to face the mirror. He leaned forward, gluing his lips to my ear to state a string of words that both excited and frightened me “Take a good look at your new husband, dovey. Because I’m not going anywhere!”.

[blainesebastian]

low energy (ccg universe)

words: 1,349 ship: austin butler x reader summary: ( @whoreforbrownies requested) “ccg feeling very stressed with work and personal life stuff, luci draws her something cute” warnings: none tag list: @killerqueenfan, @karamelcoveredolicity, @elizabethrosecresswell, @gigisworldsstuff, @stylespresleyhearted

You’ve noticed you’ve been low energy lately; it’s just been that type of week for the past two. A lot of great things are going on in your life, don’t get it wrong, but that doesn’t mean you don’t feel physically and emotionally drained because of it. If you’re honest, you never really pictured your life being so chaotic before you met Austin and decided to date one another. You were script writing and working on sets but felt so disconnected from actually crossing a line you’d drawn for yourself. A line that separated worlds. Thinking about submitting a script somewhere for it to be read and but used were two very different things.

And that happens not once, but twice.

You’re grateful but definitely feeling burnt out.

It also doesn’t help that you and your husband are on opposite schedules, so often one is working while the other is home with Luci. You miss him, you miss time together, family and relationship wise. You feel like you’ve been living your life in pieces, trying to figure how they fit together even though it should be obvious.

You know how important self-care is, even though people make jokes about it. You know you need to take a day for yourself, it just…never seems like the right time. You suppose that’s the thing about overworking, though, taking a step back never feels well-deserved.

“You’re not a failure if you take a break.” Austin tells you one night on the couch as you rest against his body. “You know that, right?” It’s late, Luci’s in bed, the TV is on but neither of you are really watching it. Just absorbing this uninterrupted time together.

The heat of his body and the scent of his cologne is comforting in ways you cannot put into words.

And of course, Austin knows exactly what to say, can read you like an open book even though you haven’t said very much since you joined him on the couch. You feel transparent, and guilty, and vulnerable and so a failure.

You nod your head in response but your lower lip is wobbling and you’re covering your face as you begin crying because you feel frustrated, and embarrassed, and tired.

There’s a soft whine that leaves your lips as Austin whispers c’mere, pulling you closer against him, as if that’s possible in your positions on the couch. He holds you tight, both arms wrapped around you, one hand threading through your hair as the other traces circles into your back. He’s calm and comforting, patient, brushing his lips over your forehead and squeezing you every time your body shudders.

That’s how the last time you were home together went and, well, you know you can’t keep going at the same rate feeling like that. You promise yourself to lay out your calendar tomorrow, figure out the month, find when a day or two will work.

Looking up at Austin as you’re blanket-burritoed into the corner of the couch, you give him a light smile as he hands you a cup of mint tea, leaning down to brush his lips over your forehead.

“Need help?” You ask, because he offered to clean up the kitchen after dinner.

He shakes his head, “Almost done.” And goes back in.

Luci, from her spot on the living room floor, a set of dino figurines in her hands, turns to look up at you. She stands with a raptor in her clutches, moving to dramatically toss herself onto your lap. You chuckle lightly and thread your fingers through her beautiful mop of curls.

“What’s going on?” You ask her.

“Got dinos,” She declares. It’s almost her bedtime but you’re too tired yourself to get up, so you let her have a bit extra time, “Mommeeee, are you sad?”

God, and that reaches right inside your chest and squeezes far too hard. Kids are wildly perceptive. You swallow over what feels like gravel in your throat and shake your head, “No baby, just tired. Need a good day at the park.”

And that she seems to understand, brightening at one of her favorite things. She nods and takes off at a run towards the kitchen, and you hear her ask Austin to help get her painting stuff down that you keep in the hall closet. There’s really not time to get into all of that when she’s got to get to bed but what’s the harm in letting her stay up a bit longer?

They disappear for a few minutes and you wrap your hands more comfortably around your mug of tea, having some sips before Austin eventually comes back. He sits down on the couch with a sigh, running a hand through his hair. A stubborn curl hangs against his forehead and your fingers itch to play with it,

“She’s paintin’ somethin’ very important in there, just thought I’d let you know.”

You let out a soft laugh because right—can’t wait to add the latest art piece to the fridge or a collection of drawings that have accumulated on the bedroom wall. You chew on your lower lip, Austin reaching over and brushing your hair over your shoulder.

“How you doin’?” He asks softly, checking in. You love that about him.

Giving him a small smile, you nod, “M’alright. Gonna look for a few days next week to take off, give myself some time.”

Austin smiles down at you, wrapping an arm around your frame. You inch closer automatically, comfortably setting yourself up against his chest. “Proud of you.” He whispers, brushing a kiss against your temple. And even though you kinda want to roll your eyes as you smile, because…taking days off is not that big of a deal, you get where he’s coming from.

Sometimes the hardest part to admit to yourself is that you might need a break, that there’s nothing wrong with taking that time. There’s nothing glamorous in the grind that’s overworking, killing yourself when something isn’t clicking. You know that you’ll be that much better with a long stretch to breathe.

You tilt your chin up, brushing your noses together in a soft nuzzle before kissing him. “Thank you.” You reply against his lips.

Austin begins stroking his hand through your hair in a way that’s incredibly mesmerizing, comforting in a way that it nearly puts you to sleep. You’ve contentedly molded yourself into his side, face tucked into his neck. You tilt your head up when you hear the patter of feet, smiling as Luci rushes into the living room and very proudly plops her painting down on yours and Austin’s laps.

“What is this?” You ask with a soft laugh.

It’s upside down, the paint a little wet still so it’s smeared in places, but you get the idea of what the drawing is—the three of you, very obviously drawn—you and Luci have matching hairstyles and Austin is taller than the both of you, almost comically so, and you’re surrounded by different dinosaurs. Luci identifies them all: triceratops, brachiosaurus, pterodactyl, raptor, iguanodon. Because of course. There’s stifled laughter in your chest because…there’s no way any of you would be alive in that company, and you can tell by Austin’s face he’s holding back similar commentary.

But…

“This is the best thing I’ve ever seen.” You tell Luci, reaching forward to lift her up and sit on your lap, between you and Austin. You wrap an arm around her, squeezing her into a hug, “Thank you so much, baby.”

Luci has a whole story behind her creation, which you and your husband listen to in detail.

When you take those few days off, you get paper that’s large and wide enough to span across the living room floor and Luci shows you how to paint dinosaurs with her hands (and feet). She’s a great teacher.

It really reminds you how important it is to take time off, to enjoy small things like this, puts everything larger into perspective. Not to mention it’s always a nice reminder not to try and outrun dinosaurs.

[as-the-stars-foretold]

deep vein thrombosis

The first thing Will felt as he came out of his daze was pain. Sharp, exacting pain stabbing away at his calf, like searing hot needles being pumped in and out. The second thing he felt was the cold infirmary floor coming up to meet his hands as he fell, knees buckling. This was a familiar sight for the med staff of Camp Half-Blood: one of them falling to the floor, dazed and confused and aching. The manipulation of human flesh took its toll, no matter how skilled you were.

Will, especially, was more than used to this. It was almost comforting, in some strange measure. The shake in his legs as he pushed himself up, the pallor of his sun-kissed skin as he squinted at his hands, willing the glow to die down— it was all a sign of a job well done. Of a job he could be proud of. Of course, many-a-patient would argue that he could be proud of any job, and he would just nod along happily. Of course William Solace could be proud of his work, it was in his name after all.

Solace.

The dizzying rush of being in the infirmary, the ever-changing tide of medicine, the blood rushing in their ears— he knew, acutely, how much of a comfort it all was. He knew how much they relished being taken care of down to the marrow, down to the cell, because the infirmary was never empty. He would not venture to say that campers got injured on purpose, because he knew the bitterness that would seep into his work, crawling up their arms and legs like streaking lymphangitis, like rabies working its way through neuron after neuron.

Besides, he considered as Kayla whisked away the nameless patient–Will would remember their name eventually, when he remembered that he cared enough to bother–, no one actually enjoyed getting rendered apart limb by limb. And they certainly knew better than getting injured for the sake of a day off. Everyone knew the aftereffects of Will’s healing.

It begins like this: emptiness. Blood absent where it should be present, the gaping hole left by a horn or tusk patched with no warning to the nerves, absolute and perfect reconstruction. Too perfect, Will would deign to argue, but that was his father’s jurisdiction. Will just enacted his will.

Then came the second struggle: remembrance. There was a moment after every trip to the infirmary, with blood pooling on Will’s scrubs, where the patient’s nervous system remembered. Then the screaming began, the misfiring of neurons trying to alert a response to something that had been removed. For one, he had gotten used to filtering out the weeping and begging, focusing on mitigating the wrongful inflammation that threatened to undo all of his hard work.

And, finally, like a decrescendo to the awful opera that is Apollonian healing: pressure. It was like the desperate, franting beating of the heart under tamponade; the stinging of a broken leg holding up your body weight; the bruising pressure of water on the brain. It was a task for both the med staff and the patient, really. Will and Kayla and Austin could not do much to release the pressure–there was no blister to drain, no bubble to pop, and certainly no surgery to be done–, so they just gave the not-so-happy camper a dose of ibuprofen and took a hit themselves.

Then, in the end, solace. Their nerves would realize there was nothing–at least, nothing that would kill–amiss, the pressure would dissipate, and the med staff would be able to release another patient.

It was a perfect progression. Perfect enough that Will could impose a diagram of bone stitching itself back together naturally and be none the wiser. Only he was wiser, and, swaying where he stood, he dimly wondered why that wasn’t his healing progression.

Why didn’t William get the easy, predictable healing process that he bestowed upon everyone else? Why did the pressure never dissipate, why did he never wean off of fumes? Why did the hurt never disappear, why did his nerves never stop firing, why did he have to fight through the shaking in his hands to clean up splotches of blood on his brand new scrubs? Why did he have to learn to embroider ceremonial shrouds? Why did he have to return to an empty cabin after days in an overflowing infirmary? Why did he have to stand still for hours upon hours, craning his neck during surgery and deliveries and healing incantations? Why didn’t he have compression stockings, at least?

He treated deep vein thrombosis; he didn’t want to develop it.

Will could alleviate it in a matter of seconds, of course–it was just a quick anabolic hymn, or maybe a lysosome hymn–, but that didn’t erase the hurt. The pressure. The cardiac tamponade, the lurching of his stomach, the phantom limb pain that wasn’t really there for a limb, but it might as well have been.

Gods help him, William Solace may have just passed out right then and there, feeling as if a blood clot had just shot up to his brain. Lodged in his heart. A step forward. Then another. Get the blood pumping, pumping, pumping— there it is, clarity. The ash-grey of his skin, the faint golden glow of his hands. Clarity, sunlit and burnt.

“Camper from Hypnos’s cabin!” someone called, stumbling over the rickety gurney’s uneven roll. “Hit their head pretty hard during rock climbing, but there’s no obvious signs of damage. Conscious, alert, and oriented.”

He sighed, snapping on a new sterile pair of gloves.

The first thing he felt was dazed pain.

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Omg don't want it to be too sad but could you please do the song lyrics 15 for Daniel with Austin!? Maybe before the race weekend he takes her to a special air bnb/secluded cabin away to take in the significance of this race weekend (and make love of course)

Songs. Somewhere only we know by Keane.

I'm broken.

Warning: smut. +18. Not too explicit.

You watched him walk back, you watched his face and bright eyes. He ignored everyone but brushed his hand as he walked past you. You felt the lump in your throat tighten.

"You should really take him away" Blake whispered.

"Yeah. I booked everything already." You smiled a bit.

You wanted to be out of the track as soon as Daniel was ready.

You opened his door and saw him already on his clothes.

"Dan"

He turned and looked at you with red eyes.

"Baby"

He took a deep breath and you walked inside, circling his arms around his waist and kissing his cheek.

"This could be the end of everything, so why don't we go somewhere only we know" He said and leaned his head on yours.

It broke your heart.

"It's ready. We are leaving when you are ready" You smiled and pecked his lips. They tasted salty. "You know I read minds"

He smiled a bit and hugged you.

"I love you"

You drive all the way out of the city and to the cabin you had rented. It was your preferred place to hide. It was where you first made love, when he told you by accident he was in love with you. It was were you had celebrated your first anniversary and where you spent your first alone holidays as a couple. That place was your place. It was a rental cabin in Texas, but it had a special place in your heart. Daniel had turned the music on as soon as you got into the car. And he had fallen asleep soon after. You couldn't stand the dissapoint on his face while he did the press, the fake smile when he had seen the bosses, the big lies he told to everyone who asked how he was. You hated it all and even though at first you were sad to see he couldn't drive next year, now you were more than happy with it. He needed time away.

"Dan, babe. We are here"

He opened his eyes and stretched his arms, casually leaving his hand on your cheek and smiling softly at you.

"You should have waken me up"

"No, you needed to rest."

You both close the door and left the bags on the floor. You had picked dinner before leaving Austin.

"Love" He called from the bedroom. You walked there quickly thinking he may have some problem. But no. The bed was full of petals and there were candles.

You gasped.

"Dan... I'm supposed to be the one taking care of you"

He walked to you and cupped your cheeks.

"I love you. I love you so much and I can't believe how lucky I am to have you. I'm not asking you on marriage because we literally talked about it last week and yes, we are not ready. But I love you. I love you more than anything and... Just being with you makes everything so much better. It's insane how you make me feel"

Tears fell down your face and he was cleaning them with so much care.

"I'm so proud of you, Daniel" You simply said.

He kissed you gently and between soft kisses you fell on bed. Night like this were for cuddling and watching films. He was always so exhausted for anything else and he was mentally drained. So when he laid you on bed and kissed down your abdomen, you felt different.

"Are you sure, Dan?" You cupped his face before he could dip between your legs.

"I am, YN. I really am."

"We can just watch films or..."

"YN, I want you. I want you know. You are the only way I have to take my mind of all of it right now."

You smiled softly and made him crawl over you. You kissed him and hugged his hips with you legs. The kiss didn't broke when he pushed in you. You only gasped on his mouth and ran your fingers over his hair. You both fucked each other. You rolled on the bed and moved on perfect rhythm. He was moaning in your mouth, looking into your eyes and telling you over and over again how much he loved you. And then you came and he bit your throat. Your nails left marks on his tanned back and he pushed hard a couple of last times.

Then he fell on you and you wrapped yourself more around him, you made him hide in your neck. His fingers traced shapes in your sides.

"I love you so much, Daniel. I won't say so much it hurts because it's not like that. I'm the happiest when I'm with you and I'm so grateful to have found you. And..." You made him look at you and kissed his nose softly. "No matter what happens, I will always be there with you. You will always have me on your side. Never doubt that."

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Baby bear

Summary: a little aus late night puke sesh

I'm tired so I assume this isn't edited very well lol but enjoy nonetheless

for @elvisthesillygoose and her love for sickfics!

***

Austin bolted upright in confusion. He looked around unsure of what woke him until he realized his mouth was watering and his stomach was angry and roiling. He whimpered and swallowed thickly, the noise waking you. "What? Baby are you okay?" Austin was frozen in place. "I'm gonna-" He tried. He was made of stone and there was nothing he could do to stop the stream of vomit climbing up his throat. "I'm gonna..." You reached out to rub his arm, patiently waiting for him to finish his sentence when it happened.

Austin threw up all down himself and made a puddle of vomit, throwing up into his own lap. He seemed to not even know what was happening until it was all over and he was able to look around more clearly.

Your motherly instincts take over as soon as he starts vomiting and you rub his back shushing him. "Oh, okay, okay, it's alright you're okay." You speak gently to him even though you're pretty sure he's still in his big headspace. At least he was when he went to bed with you. But sickness and vomit do tend to cause him to drop quicker than other things.

It was just as quickly over as it had begun. Austin looked to you, lip trembling and terror in his eyes. "Mommy, I frew up!" And began to sob, unsure what to do or how to move. You turned to turn on your bedside light and inspect the damage, still keeping one hand on your husbands sweaty back "I know baby, I know. You're okay I promise. Here, don't move. Let mama help you." As instructed, Austin didn't move a muscle while you carefully stripped the blanket off the bed, carefully balled it up and put it in the corner to be dealt with later.

Discarding the soiled blanket, you came up to Austin and held your hands out. "You're alright sweetie, can momma feel your forehead?" Austin plopped his head into your hand as you felt for a fever. "No fever, was it just your tummy baby?" Austin nodded, sniffling.

He explained how one minute he was sleeping and the next minute he was covered in sick.

"Alright so nothing hurts baby bear? Do you feel like you're going to puke some more?" He shook his head. and hugged himself, wanting a clean blanket to wrap around himself. It must've just been a one and done, thank god.

"Alright come here, you." You picked up a very sleepy Austin and brought him into your en suite bathroom and sat him on the counter while you started a bath. "Whatcha doing momma?" Austin asked, letting a yawn loose. "Well, I figured we'd get all that icky sweat off ya and get you into some fresh jammies, that sound good?"

Austin whined. "Wanna sleeeeeeep! Don't wanna get wet!!!"

"I know honey," You said, turning to give him a hug. "But it'll be only for a few minutes and you'll feel so much better." Austin just put his head on your shoulder, pouting. "Humph," He sighed, clearly unimpressed with having to stay awake longer. "I know buddy, let's just get this over with then you and momma can have some snuggles." You said as you placed him in the lukewarm tub. "Tell momma if you feel sick again okay?" Austin nodded, sleepily.

Minutes later, he looked as though he was staring up at the ceiling but his eyes were closed. Sleep had won over his tiny sick body. "Oh you poor thing." You quietly pulled the drain and wrapped Austin up in a fluffy towel. He startled a bit but realizing where he was, cuddled right back into your familiar hold. "You're alright mister." You whisper as you give him a kiss on the temple and take him into the nursery to be changed.

Thankfully his Nemo nightlight stays on 24/7 so you can change him without turning on brighter lights. Austin wakes up a bit as you place him on the changing table and grab a diaper, quickly putting it on him. "Oh hi sleepyhead. It's alright I know you don't feel good. You can go back to bed, momma will stay right here." Austin just blinks up at you sleepily for a minute before stretching his arms above his head and letting out a satisfied grunt at the nice feeling of his now stretched limbs. "Woah! Good stretch baby! You just woke up to show mama your big stretch? Good job!" you cooed. Austin just stared up at you, eyes glassy, definitely half asleep.

"Alright bub, should we go get you a baba?" Austin poked his tongue out at you, curious. "I think that's a yes, let's go." You picked him up and he snoozed on your shoulder on his ride to the kitchen.

Bottle in hand, you brought him back up to the nursery and sat with him in his rocking chair. You noticed he truly relaxed again once you started rocking. You teased the bottle into his mouth to let him gain back the nutrients he threw up earlier.

You rocked him silently as he slowly ate the bottle and gave him bum pats to soothe him.

"Good night baby bear, momma loves you so much." You whispered as you put the bottle down and watched him sleep, so happy he was feeling better.

[emmymaehereeeeee]

please read this 1/29/23

going to be rebranding my blog

not anything to drastic just want to kind of clean some things up and go through my links and make sure everything is updated. I will also be removing any blogs who don't have their age in their blog or have not talked to me privately about the matter. This is not a sole 18+ blog but I do post 18+ content and don't feel 100% comfortable with minors interacting with my content. This is your first and final warning as of tomorrow if you don't have your age or have talked to me then I will be removing you from my blog.

I also want to come on here and say that I am open to write about other characters- I enjoy writing about Elvis and Austin but simply writing for only them has become a bit draining. If you go to my page you will see that I have a list of people who I am willing to write about. I will be honest when I say if I continue to just write about E.P and Austin this blog probably won't live much longer. I enjoy writing and I enjoy making others happy.