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We offer professional mold testing and inspection services to ensure the safety and health of your property.

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Aggie Property Inspections has been inspecting property since 2009 in Metro Atlanta. Aggie Property Inspections is certified through InterNACHI and has 20 years of experience in the field of construction management.

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Affordable Home Mold Inspectors in Birmingham

Affordable home mold inspectors offer cost-effective solutions without compromising quality. Their accessible services enable homeowners to address mold concerns within budget constraints. A Ware Home Inspections LLC provides for affordable home mold inspectors in Birmingham. Contact us today.

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Don’t let Missing Insulation Lead to High Energy Bills

Invest in Proper Insulation for Your Home

When it comes to maintaining a comfortable and energy-efficient home, having proper insulation is crucial. Insulation not only helps to regulate the temperature inside your home but also plays a significant role in reducing your heating and cooling costs. In this article, we will explore the importance of insulation, how it can impact your energy bills, and why investing in a home inspection and energy assessment is crucial for ensuring that your home is properly insulated.

The Benefits of Insulation

Insulation is like a protective shield for your home, providing resistance to heat flow and keeping the temperature inside stable. By preventing heat from escaping during the colder months and entering during the hotter months, insulation helps to reduce the workload on your heating and cooling systems. This, in turn, leads to significant cost savings on your energy bills.

But insulation isn’t just about saving money. It also enhances the overall comfort of your home. By creating a barrier against outside elements, insulation helps to maintain a consistent temperature throughout your living spaces. This means no more drafts, cold spots, or hot zones. With proper insulation, you can enjoy a cozy and comfortable home all year round.

The Importance of a Home Inspection

A home inspection is a comprehensive evaluation of your property, conducted by a licensed home inspector like Justin (JD) Taggart from Taggart Inspections. During a home inspection, a trained professional assesses the various systems and components of your home, including its insulation levels. This is where missing insulation can be identified.

Identifying Missing Insulation

One of the main goals of a home inspection is to identify any areas in your home that lack proper insulation. These areas often include the attic, walls, and floors. Through a thorough examination, a home inspector can determine if your insulation levels are up to par or if there are any gaps that need to be addressed.

Energy Assessment: Testing the Airtightness of Your Home

To get a more accurate understanding of your home’s energy efficiency, it is recommended to undergo an energy assessment. An energy assessment, also known as an energy audit, involves a series of tests to evaluate the airtightness and insulation of your home. This assessment is typically conducted by a certified energy auditor like Justin (JD) Taggart, who uses specialized tools such as a blower door test and an infrared camera.

Blower Door Test: Assessing Airtightness

The blower door test is a vital component of an energy assessment. It measures the airtightness of your home by creating a pressure difference between the inside and outside. By using a powerful fan mounted on an exterior door, the blower door test helps to identify any air leaks and drafts that may be present in your home. These leaks can significantly impact the energy efficiency of your home and contribute to higher energy bills.

Infrared Camera Inspection: Detecting Insulation Issues

Another essential tool used during an energy assessment is an infrared camera. This camera helps to detect temperature variations in your home, which can indicate insulation problems. By capturing thermal images, the infrared camera allows the energy auditor to identify areas where insulation is missing or inadequate. These images provide valuable insights into the effectiveness of your insulation and guide recommendations for improvement.

The Importance of Proper Insulation

Proper insulation is not just about energy savings and comfort; it also has significant implications for the environment and your health. Here are a few reasons why investing in insulation is crucial:

Energy Efficiency and Cost Savings

By ensuring that your home is properly insulated, you can significantly reduce your energy consumption and lower your utility bills. With rising energy costs, this can translate into substantial long-term savings. Additionally, improved energy efficiency reduces the demand for fossil fuels, helping to mitigate the environmental impact of energy production.

Moisture and Mold Prevention

Insulation plays a vital role in preventing moisture buildup and mold growth. By creating an airtight seal, insulation helps to maintain dry air circulation within your home. This reduces the risk of mold formation, which can have detrimental effects on both your property and your health. Proper insulation ensures that moisture is kept at bay, promoting a healthier living environment.

Environmental Benefits

Investing in proper insulation not only benefits you as a homeowner but also contributes to a more sustainable future. Energy-efficient homes have a smaller carbon footprint and reduce greenhouse gas emissions. By conserving energy and lowering your reliance on heating and cooling systems, you are actively participating in the fight against climate change.

Remember, insulation provides resistance to heat flow and lowers your heating and cooling costs. To test the airtightness of your home and identify any insulation issues, consider getting an energy assessment. This assessment will help you determine the areas that need improvement and provide recommendations on how to make your home more energy-efficient.

By scheduling a home inspection and energy assessment, you can take the necessary steps to ensure that your home is properly insulated and ready to provide you with long-term energy savings and comfort. So don’t delay, contact Justin (JD) Taggart from Taggart Inspections today to schedule your home inspection and energy assessment.

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Our thorough inspection covers every aspect of a home, from its foundation to the roof and everything in between. We examine the structural integrity, electrical systems, plumbing, HVAC systems, insulation, and more to provide you with a detailed report that highlights any areas of concern. We go beyond the basics and give you a comprehensive picture of your property's overall condition.

Licensed and certified, we adhere to the highest industry standards and follow a rigorous code of ethics. Our team combines cutting-edge technology with their expertise to deliver accurate and reliable results that you can count on. Whether you are a homebuyer, seller, or real estate professional, our inspections give you the knowledge and confidence you need throughout the transaction process.

Prompt and professional, we provide you with a comprehensive written report that includes detailed descriptions, high-resolution images, and clear recommendations. Our reports are designed to be easy to understand and serve as a valuable resource for negotiations, repairs, or future maintenance plans.

At East Alabama Home Inspectors, our commitment goes beyond the inspection. We strive to provide exceptional customer service, ensuring that your questions are answered, and your concerns are addressed. We are here to guide you through the inspection process, providing insights, education, and expert advice every step of the way.

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Getting a Home Inspection is Money Well Invested When Buying a Home

Looking for a home can be exciting yet daunting. To prevent a nightmare of repairs and expense, one of the best investments you can make is a thorough, professional home inspection. An experienced home inspector carefully assesses the property, documenting issues, condition, repairs needed, and potential future problems.

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If your home’s structure is damaged through mold problems, you should first call our mold inspector for your home inspection. Firstly our team of experts takes samples from your home and tests the sample in the lab within business days, and you will receive a written inspection report.

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Pandora AU: Home pt. 2

Part 1

This is a Hakukai fic. Kaito found Pandora but became immortal while everyone around him aged. Full synopsis here

Warning: WoT, (physical) age gap, angst

-- Kaito woke alone. The other side of the bed cold as he stretched over, tried and failed to fill the empty space. He remembered going to bed alone last night, too. 

There were two unopened messages in his inbox from Saguru, telling him it was a case and not to wait up. Kaito liked the messages belatedly while brewing a pot of coffee. He was already asleep when they were sent; he wondered since when had he stopped waiting up for his lover.

Lately, Saguru worked overtime a lot. If it wasn’t shareholders meetings at the Hakuba Corps then it was consulting with local and international law enforcement. Not that Kaito didn’t understand. He had watched Aoko wait for her dad enough times to know that patience is always a necessity being around people like Inspector Nakamori and Saguru. And more than anyone, Kaito understood the need to spread his wings unhindered. The older Saguru had gotten, the more responsibility he shouldered. His family business needed him. MI6 needed him. So did Interpol and the Mets. He just thought that… 

Kaito huffed, blowing on the steam rising from his mug. He didn’t even like the taste of coffee, but Saguru did. He missed the essence of him in the morning. 

Well, whatever it was, he was sure it would tide over quickly.

------ “This point of the investigation is most crucial,” Saguru cracked up from poor signal on the other end, his voice apologetic over the speaker, but not enough to quench the bitterness that had started to creep into Kaito’s ribcage, spreading fast like poison. His trip to Prague with MI6 would extend to three weeks instead of just the one – if he was even in Prague at all, so classified was the nature of his work. This hadn’t been the first business trip extension, either. And next week was February 23rd.

“I see,” Kaito echoed from a faraway place, straining to stamp down the need for a screaming match. He was at work, he reminded himself, and the Collection Care and Research department at the Lourve isn’t the most bustling of places – Madeleine from one desk over had already piqued up sensing gossip. Besides, how could he point an accusatory finger at Saguru proclaiming the man heartless when he was out there saving people? He dusted off his poker face and put on a smile, even though Saguru couldn’t see it: “Tough case, huh?”

“Yeah,” Saguru returned, before bidding him a speedy goodbye and ending the call. 

Kaito didn’t hear from him for an entire week afterward.

Ah, just like high school, Kaito thought, returning another day to a dark, deserted apartment, endless strings of days waiting for a presence that is forever absent. He tossed the phone onto his pillow and threw himself onto the bed to look at the gorgeous ceiling moldings, gorgeous tall windows, and gorgeous view beyond the glass panels. Gorgeous and lonely and not much else. 

Kaito had free rein of the house, of course. Even Hakuba's beloved Aston Martin, his unlimited black card were here, liberatingly under his disposal… But the man himself was never around anymore. It was almost insulting. Kaito had started to feel more like a piece of collectible ornament than someone’s partner.

February 23rd came and went. For their anniversary, Saguru sent him rare gemstones and an ancient sculpture he didn’t care for, cakes and sweets he had no one to share with, and a teddy bear from Prague that he wanted to strangle. 

Kaito tried to be understanding. After all, just like Ekoda, Saguru would always come back to him… right?

One month passed. Then two months. At the three-month mark, Kaito sent Saguru a curt text, took an absence from work, and traveled. He bought one-way tickets, hopped from one continent to another and then back again, flying first class, living lavishly, determined to max out Saguru’s stupid credit card – that had to at least get his attention! 

To his dismay, he found the task seemingly insurmountable. And all his provocations received from Saguru was a lackluster “Do as you like.”

------

Kaito ended up where he had avoided for so long: Tokyo. And though he had notified no one of his visit, the moment he stepped through baggage claim, Kaito was greeted by one Koizumi Akako. 

"Not only had your body not aged but you stayed a child mentally,” She scoffed at him from across the table, over her cup of tea. One red, sharp fingernail tapped a slow rhythm onto the ceramic rim. “You really do stay true to your name. Just a KID after all." 

Kaito darted his eyes around, alerted. But Akihabara was as crowded as he remembered it; no one would mind a stranger’s conversation. The corner of Akako’s mouth stretched into a glossy, amused smirk in deep rouge as she watched him fidgeted. Over the years, she had aged gracefully. Youthful skirts and flats traded in for elegant pearls and stiletto. Her outfit simple in details but bold in its cut and its shade of scarlet. There was hardly any pepper in her hair, but he could see faint lines where she smiled. The enchantress was as intimidating as ever.

Kaito, too, had aged himself appropriately with prosthetics. But Akako always had her ways of knowing things. He frowned:

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You are here to run.” She accused cryptically, leaning over into his personal space and narrowing her eyes, “He’s drifting away from you, isn’t he?”

Kaito backed away, crossing his hands over his chest, defensive.

“It’s good to see you, Akako. But I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

Akako pressed on as if he hadn’t spoken:

“Why are you waiting? You have nothing tethering you back anymore. No more secrets. Why haven't you run after him?” Suddenly, she pulled back. With her petit teaspoon, the woman stirred her cup of Darjeeling tea once, twice. The swirling liquid barely had time to settle before Akako reached over and dumped the tea into his half-empty cup of hot chocolate.

“Hey!” Kaito yelped. 

Akako ignored him to keenly observe the bottom of her cup. She clicked her tongue and spoke without making eye contact.

“You might have all the time in the world, Kuroba, but the rest of us don’t. Especially him, your White Knight."

A thousand horrid scenarios flashed across his mind. Akako might be a cryptid and an occasional sadist, but he had never known her to joke around with people’s lives. Finally, it was fear that made Kaito bite:

“What am I supposed to do? He won’t talk to me! I don’t know what I did wrong.”

His old classmate looked at him like he was stupid before that crease between her brows eased into an exasperated look. She placed both elbows on the table and laced her fingers before resting her chin on top:

“My, my; are you saying that the legendary KID had no way of garnering the attention of one detective? How awfully out of practice you are.”

Something inside Kaito clicked. A lightbulb lit up. He stood at once, almost clumsily knocked over his chair. 

"Sorry, Akako, I have to go. And thanks!"

He simultaneously apologized and thanked her before beating a hasty retreat. Kaito had meant to check in on the Nakamoris, but it seemed reunion with Aoko would have to wait.

Looking out the window at his disappearing form, Akako could only huff:

"Idiots, the both of them." 

------

The Heist note was sent in two nights before the full moon, to the National Palace Museum of Korea. Kaito spent time making sure the note was perfect, that there would be no chance it could be disregarded as a mere prank, and went through the building blueprint five dozen times. The note’s arrival didn’t cause as much ruckus as he would have liked – people have grown skeptical during his absence. He couldn’t blame them; it had been nearly three decades after all. But, as the saying goes, the show must go on. He just hoped the Black Organization, too, belonged to the group of skeptics.

The target this time was a royal jade seal carved in the shape of a dragon. Once obtained without much challenge from the Seoul Metropolitan police, as a habit, Kaito raised the object toward the moonlight. The moon only cast a dim halo around it. The taste of disappointment was one Kaito found familiar.

Just when he was done putting the gem back, a troop of officers burst into the chamber. Kaito smiled at them and yielded himself over without a fight.

------

The officers didn’t know what to do with him. His ID, fingerprints, and passport were all legit in the immigration database, but his look didn’t match that of someone halfway over forty. He technically had yet to commit any major crime, and, as a legal alien, he was entitled to representation before they could proceed with the investigation. In the end, they threw him into one of those interrogation rooms with a one-way mirror to await further instructions from higher-ups.

He was slouching uncomfortably on his creaky metal chair when a Korean officer unlocked the heavy metal door. In walked Hakuba Saguru, tired and sleep-deprived, but dignified. He still donned that long, tan trench coat, and his height towered over that of the attending police officer. 

Their eyes met. They had not seen each other in half a year at that point. 

At the nod of his head, the officer went to uncuff Kaito. They were led out via the back entrance. In the hallway, Saguru put a black cap over Kaito’s messy mop of hair. Kaito wanted to reach up and take his hand; he didn’t. Instead, he was guided into the back of a nondescript black car while Saguru and the inspector in charge of the case chatted. Before long, they shook hands. His detective entered into the car next to Kaito, and tapped twice on the glass to signal their chauffeur to “drive”.

Just like that, Kaito was bailed out. He was half impressed, honestly. With his affluence and his various connections in the intelligence world, Hakuba Saguru wasn’t a man one could say no to. Kaito bet all the records and footage, too, had been wiped clean.

Their ride from the Seodaemun police station was quiet.

"Well?” He started. Saguru shot him a questioning look, “Say something." He urged.

"What do you want me to say?" Saguru gruffed out; he sounded tired. This was one of those rare moments when he looked his age to Kaito. Sometimes, he often forgot that everyone else around him had aged; Saguru was no exception. They stewed in that silence for long enough that the car stopped before a fancy hotel lobby. Kaito waited until the two of them were alone in the elevator before continuing.

"Oh, I don't know; ‘How did you gain access to the vault?’ ‘Why did you do it?’” He mimicked that sickly sweet voice to the T, “Isn't that what you detectives do? Prodding?"

Saguru breathed out a sigh. Kaito knew that sound. Just when he was about to be rejected and an end was put to their conversation, the elevator stopped, admitting two hotel patrons. They stayed in the background while the two American tourists chatted loudly, the tension thick and palpable.

At the forty-seventh floor, they emerged. Saguru made a beeline for the presidential suite. Kaito followed.

"Why did you do it?" At the door, Saguru’s curiosity finally won over. Kaito felt himself bodily piqued at an opening.

"I was waiting for you to show up.” Saguru had finished unlocking the door and turned to pass him a look of utter bewilderment. “My turn, where have you been."

“This isn’t ‘twenty questions’, Kaito,” Saguru groused, his temper rising, but he did not slam the door behind them, no. Hakuba Saguru is too well-bred for one such action. The door closed with a muted ‘click’. “What if they had shown up? We don’t know the extent of their reach. What if they had got to you while under custody?”

“Hmm… should have been ‘twenty questions’,” Replied Kaito impertinently, “So? Where were you?” 

Saguru gave up.

"All over North America. Argentina. Germany. Then… England, mostly."

"So you've been at home while I..." Kaito bit his tongue. Bit back the hurt. "Why are you avoiding me?" That part came out more of an accusation than a question.

Did I do something wrong? Was left on the tip of his tongue, unsaid.

"I don't know, Kaito, I thought I was giving you space. I don't want to... suffocate you," Kaito’s own word said carelessly months ago was suddenly thrown back at him, ringing in his ears like a piercing slap in the face.

"What the actual fuck, Hakubastard?!” He bellowed, “Is this all this is about?”

"You said it yourself, it’s suffocating building your life around another person. You don't need to feel indebted to me or anything. You owe me nothing.”

“Are you fucking serious?” Now it was Kaito’s turn to be bewildered. Saguru couldn’t meet his eyes. “Fuck, you are!”

“I'm not the same wild-eye high schooler when we met, Kai. I have aged much and I am weighed down by my commitments; you have the privilege of youth and you need your freedom, I get it. I’ll only hold you back."

Kaito barked out a hysterical laughter:

"And whose fucking fault was that? Who wished on Pandora? Who turned me into this freak of nature?"

Saguru cringed away as if burned.

"That's not entirely fair, Kaito."

Hah! Fair! Kaito turned around, found the nearest breakable object, and threw it on the floor. It was a fine ceramic vase. Looked expensive, but he didn’t care. Months of pent-up hurt and frustration were finally let loose and Kaito wanted to go to fucking war. Fuck Saguru. He can afford it. Kaito stomped away. He couldn’t even look at that idiot right now.

Kaito’s tantrum only served to aggravate Saguru further. The man was hot on Kaito’s heels into the next room instead of letting it go like Kaito had become accustomed to him doing.

"I... You...” his words stumbled, anger rendering such a man inarticulate, “What would you have me do, Kaito?! You were shot. You fell from a seven-story building. You were a bloody mess on the pavement. I couldn't even touch you for fear you would crumble under my fingers. The red staining your white regalia still haunts my dream to this day. No medic could have saved you. What would you have me do, Kaito? Watch the person I love die?"

"And now I get to watch mine die? You get to live the rest of your life with the person you love. What about me? I've been 17 for 28 years! Even when you pass away, I'll likely still be 17. And even before that you're already leaving me!"

Saguru staggered. 

“I’m not abandoning you. I’d never…” And just like that, all the fights were drained from his person. Saguru sat down on the edge of the bed, defeated. He was at once very weary: weary of the long flight and the time difference, of keeping himself away from Kaito, of this fight… and now the guilt he carried since that incident decades ago had finally done eating him up. "I didn't know about Pandora then. I'm sorry. I'd have happily traded my life if it meant you could continue living as you were"

"Don't. You. Dare." Kaito grunted out each word. Suddenly, Saguru was seized by the collar of his shirt and Kaito’s face was inches away from his. Blue sapphire alight with furry. He growled, "You made me this way, Hakubastard. You're not allowed to leave me. Ever."

And suddenly, Saguru was being kissed roughly. He hesitated for one millisecond but quickly found that he had no choice but to kiss back. Kaito tasted like desperation on his tongue, and he chased that acute flavor until it mellowed down into neediness. Kaito’s fingers half tangled, half tugged painfully on the hair at the base of his neck; and Saguru looped his arms around Kaito to steady him when he climbed onto his lap. What an intertwined mess they were, physically, emotionally.

Kaito bit him, and Saguru thought he sensed the tangy note of copper. Very well. Served him right for putting his Kaito through what he did. Somehow he always managed to make the wrong decision around Kaito. Logic seemed to escape him when it came to the man he loved.

They detangled at last. Both flushed and gaped for air. But Kaito immediately clung onto Saguru’s neck and tip them over onto the bed. He made no move to remove their coat or adjust them both into a more comfortable position. Right now, he just wanted to hold Saguru and be held. Saguru traced small circles onto his spine. Kaito shuddered.

"I'm sorry.” Saguru whispered lowly after a moment of silence, “I won't do it again. I just thought..."

"Shut up. For a world-renowned detective, you really are just a hebo Tantei."

"Sorry," Saguru chuckled and repeated himself.

Another quiet minute went by before the detective spoke again.

“Since you are so opposed to the idea of us ever leading lives independent from one another again; hypothetically, if I ask you to marry me, would you say yes?”

“Hypothetically?”

“Hypothetically.” Replied Saguru, trying not to think of his family heirloom ring he had kept in his pocket for 25 years, never finding the right time nor enough courage.

Kaito put on a show of deep contemplation – a fact that Saguru knew yet did not help his nerve one bit – before he took pity on Saguru and said:

“Then, hypothetically, I’d say yes.”

[rokhal]

Resident Evil 7 Biohazard whatever is an amazing portrait of the impact of methamphetamine in the rural US. Everything from the textures to the design of the environment to the story itself.

I guess, as an American, I should be used to living in a media panopticon where everyone knows how we talk and what our houses look like, but the Baker estate is not like a movie set or an influencer's home. There's real clutter, the kind that accumulates when you haven't moved cross-country in over ten years and your kids have grown up: kennels for cats who've lived and died, tool boxes, riding mowers, plastic bags full of plastic bags, pool toys. The age of the house shows, not just in the dated wallpaper and cupboards, but in the glimpses we get through the crumbling walls of construction techniques that have been obsolete for eighty years. The pegboard as wallboard. The cludged-together, homeowner-grade repairs of railings and staircases. The immersion is total. This could be any rural home I've ever visited whose owners lost the battle against entropy.

Houses on cheap land can get big. Real big. The Bakers appear to have inherited a plantation house, but there's a lot more on the property. It's perfectly normal to build a mother-in-law apartment and park a trailer in your backyard when you've got the land. Code inspector? What code inspector? You don't need no stinkin' permits. You're not gonna sell, and if you do, the buyer can figure out what they want to do with your wobbly deck.

You own the house and you've got no neighbors to complain about their property values. If you've got money, you trick out your garage. Get a lift. Get a hoist. Fuck it, dig an oil pit. You can do it! That's your man shed. Build some racks out of hog panel and hang all your tools in some haphazard arrangement that makes sense only to you. You've got to be your own mechanic if you want to keep your vehicles running.

Then there's the Baker family themselves. They were nice. Normal. Probably voted for Trump, but so did everyone they know. Of course they'd take pity on a nice white woman and a little girl begging for shelter, they're not animals. Jack was ex-military and pushy; Marguerite was socialized to stand by him whether or not he treated her well; Lucas was an amoral genius who couldn't make it in the real world; Zoe was at least prepared to fly the nest but either she'd tried and had to retreat, or she hadn't quite gotten up the nerve.

By the time we meet them, Jack and Marguerite are caricatures of themselves. Violent, paranoid, impulsive, irrational, moody. They can barely even function. Marguerite's kitchen is swarming with cockroaches and flies, and Jack's outbursts destroy the furniture and walls of the home that he was once proud of. The areas where Jack and Marguerite live are heaped with garbage bags, dimly lit, and filthy.

Every time we meet Lucas, he's wired as hell. Lucas seems hyperfunctional, constructing his elaborate traps and escape rooms, except he can't make the details come together. He lines the walls of his areas with white plastic sheeting, but the mold creeps through the seams anyway. He doesn't bother to change the codes on his padlocks. He toys with Ethan and banks on Ethan being too dumb to shove a bomb through a conveniently placed hole in the wall.

Zoe can still be reasoned with, but we see her fears in her diary. We see the tinfoil taped over her window to block the light.

Lucas, Jack, and Marguerite exhibit behavioral changes consistent with early, chronic, and long-term methamphetamine abuse. Their house bears the same marks of frenetic remodeling, ambitious yet ill-conceived design choices, repetitive behaviors, and neglect that scar so many homes occupied by meth addicts.

Meth is like other drugs in that it rewires the brain to promote drug-seeking behavior, but it also over time causes the brain to atrophy. Signs resembling dementia or schizophrenia eventually occur, accompanied by cognitive decline, and much of this is permanent. It becomes harder for the user to fight back against their dependency (against Eveline) the longer they use the drug (the deeper Eveline's mold works into their bodies).

This is an American horror story, it's a familiar American horror story, and it's a love letter to our country from Japan that seems to me to say, "We're so sorry about what you're going through. Here, shoot some mold-monsters about it."

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I've introduced @mothman-etd to the world of the Paranormal Home Inspectors show, and he's just beside himself with glee at how awful it is. He also got a good chuckle out of the tagline: would you live in your home if you knew it was haunted?

Like babygirl, we've lived through toxic mold, 2 gas leaks, sewage backing up into the basement plumbing because the traps weren't installed properly, and found out the electricity was grounded into a screw in the ceiling.

Ghosts have got nothing on the shit show landlords create.

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“Answer the damn question Miguel,” | Miguel O'hara

Miguel O'hara x F!Reader

Warnings: Spoilers for ATSV, mentions of alcohol consumption, arguing, angst, strong language, not beta-read or proof-read, implied mother of Gabriella

Word Count: 700

A/N: This is kinda a test to see if my tags are working. But also a midnight burst of creativity that kinda went off the rails. Anyways hope you like it!

Likes, re-blogs and comments are appreciated!

“You look so much like him you know,” You said as he walked into your home. 

A bottle of red on the table with a half empty glass. He had come to learn you didn’t like wine as much in this universe. Half an empty glass translated to about an hour of waiting at the table. Waiting for him to come home. 

“What are you talking about?” He said in the doorway, not having even put down his keys yet. He knew something was up. That little arch in your brow gave it away. 

“It’s silly really,” You breathed out, swirling your glass, “I never thought you would be Spider-man in another universe,” 

“Babe, are you okay?” He asked, walking over to you.

You immediately stood up from where you were, backing yourself up away from him. 

“Babe, what’s going on?” He asked, slowing his pace, reaching his hand out for you, “Just talk to me here,”

“Our first apartment, why did we want to move out of it?” You quizzed him, grabbing a steak knife for protection. 

“What is this all about?”

“Answer the damn question Miguel,” You threatened. Your breath was getting heavier as you started to pant.

“Woah- cálmate, Gabriella is going to hear you,” He tried calming you.

“Gabriella is at a friend’s house,” You replied, “Now answer the fucking question,” 

Miguel gawked at your sudden change. You had been perfectly fine since he left for work, making him a piece of toast with peanut butter on it right as he went out the door. A year into living in this universe and it was a dream he never wanted to wake up from. At least until now. 

“Why is this so important to you babe?” He asked, still trying to reach out to you, “Did something happen at the lab? I know you’ve been stressed about the collider not-”

“Answer the question!” You warned him, “I won’t ask again Miguel,”

“Mold infestation,” He simply replied.

You stared at him for a second before he decided to continue, “They found mold in one of the neighboring units, and made everyone clear out. We stayed the night with your friends for a week and then found a new place right before Gabriella was born,”

You took a deep breath and glanced away from him, the kitchen knife now at your hip.

“I said why did we want to move out Miguel, not why did we have to move out,” You replied in a low voice. 

“What’s the difference? We still ended up moving, the boxes weren’t any lighter that weekend,” He chuckled, but you remained stoic.

“You don’t remember Miguel?” You shook your head clearing becoming more frustrated, you sat down in a seat again, only this time at the seat furthest away from him. You were looking around the room, everywhere but him, “We had been looking for a new apartment for months, does that not ring a bell? We were looking because of you! Because of those god-damn peanut trees!”

Miguel remembered looking up your old apartment building when he first came. The building was gross and dingy, and probably had a million code violations. Mold just happened to be the only one the inspector caught that day.  Your apartment was not really any better than your neighbor’s. There was never any hot water for the first year and you were sandwiched between that family that liked to watch MTV on full blast and an aspiring DJ. 

“Babe, they were just peanut trees,” He said taking a seat on the other side of the table, “Hardly as bad as mold,”

“Miguel, anyone in the last ten years could have looked the building report in a public health database to see that there was mold,” You said as your fingers furiously tapping on the surface of the table and your lips pursed for a moment, “But only my husband would’ve known that we were looking to move because he was mildly allergic to the peanut that grew nearby,” 

And then it clicked for Miguel. You had given him a piece of peanut butter toast this morning. And nothing had happened. He took a bite, kissed you on the lips and walked out the door. He was completely unaware that you were testing him. And he had failed. 

“Who are you Miguel?” You asked, eyes glaring at him, “Because you’re not my damn husband,”

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