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Installing A Garbage Disposal: The Only Way To Dispose Of Things In One Piece

With many companies making an effort to improve the installation process for their customers, these extra steps in installation are often unnoticed. In this article, a healthcare agency captures some of the more difficult installations that it faces on a regular basis and shares their suggestions for what patients should know before garbage disposals installation. Before you have garbage disposal installed make sure you know all the hard work that goes into installing one!

Why install a garbage disposal?

There are many reasons to install a garbage disposal. First and foremost, it’s the only way to dispose of things in one piece. Imagine trying to chop up a steak with a knife and fork. It would be impossible. The same goes for disposing of food in one piece with other methods such as composting or recycling. Second, a garbage disposal wastes less energy than other disposal methods. Third, a garbage disposal doesn’t create odor problems like composting or aerobic digestion can. Finally, a garbage disposal saves you time because it takes care of the disposal for you.

Garbage disposal installation kits

Garbage disposal installation kits come with all the necessary hardware to install a garbage disposal project. They include items like bolts, washers, nylock nuts, and even angle iron if you're working on a particularly tight space. There are two main types of garbage disposal installation kits: professional and do-it-yourself. Professional installation kits are typically more expensive but include items like an accurate depth gauge and detailed instructions. If you're confident in your DIY skills, you can install your own garbage disposal without a kit by following these general tips: Measure the height and width of your sink before starting , and consult the manufacturer's instructions to determine the correct size of garbage disposal drain pipe.

Install a garbage disposal the right way

Installing a garbage disposal the right way is key to ensuring that your drain stays clear and your home stays healthy. Here are four tips for installing a garbage disposal the right way:

1. Get Your Estimate: Before you purchase a garbage disposal, get an estimate from a professional. This will help ensure that you're getting the best value for your money.

2. Drain Cleaning: Before you install your new garbage disposal, consider draining and cleaning your drain in both the sink and bathtub area. This will help reduce the chances of water backing up into your drainage system and flooding your home.

3. Clear The Blockage: A clogged garbage disposal can cause hours-long backup periods in your sink, making it difficult to clean and causing odors. Clear all obstructions from around the drain with a plunger before installation to avoid future issues.

4. Check Your Sink Drainage: After installation, check your sink's drainage to make sure everything is flowing smoothly. If there are any problems or blockages, call a professional to correct them before they become larger problems that require more complex repair work or replacement parts.

Conclusion

Installing a garbage disposal can be a daunting task, but it's one that is well worth it in the end. By following these simple steps, you will be able to install your garbage disposal with ease and dispose of all of your food waste in one piece! Be sure to read through the entire direction before starting so that you don't run into any trouble along the way. Thank you for reading and we hope you find this guide helpful.

[rayne-the-neutrois-nerd]

Perks of having a dense amount of hair: fluffy! Full!

Downsides: you lose a whole fuckin normal heads amount of hair in the shower

[beesspacedotorg]

thinking about tinky winky (purple lino) and begging cute boyfriend minho to dye his hair purple again and because bunny loves loves loves compliments it turns into a “so you think i’m pretty huh☺️” fest of him fishing for praise from his partner -🌸

cherry blossom anon, I may have accidentally forgot to put in compliments and instead it turned into a 750 word fic about dyeing his hair. I hope that's okay. Mayhap I'll revisit this featuring the compliments and ... other thing.

You aren’t above begging. You aren’t above a lot of things, actually, as proven by the way you’re currently on your knees in front of your boyfriend, hands clasped together like you’re praying.

“Minho, please. I’ll do anything. Literally anything. I’ll unclog the tub drain myself next time, I’ll give you earth-shattering head, pleasepleaseplease.” He looks at you, mildly confused from where you’ve ambushed him at your front door before the realization dawns and his eyes narrow.

“You’re kidding me right now.” He toes his shoes off.

“I’m not. Please, you looked so hot I don’t see why you won’t let me.” He’s walking towards the kitchen and you follow after him, still on your knees.

“Are you saying that I don’t look hot now?”

“Don’t put words in my mouth. You just looked so good with the hair, please. Stay will literally thank me.”

“They’ll think it was skzigi.”

“I’ll roleplay as JYP Entertainment staff if that’s what it takes, Lee Minho.” He sighs, throwing his head back towards the ceiling while mumbling. Your boyfriend isn’t religious, he’s one of the few members of his group who has never had any particular faith, but you think he might be praying for something right now.

“If you don’t want to, you don’t have to. I’m mostly just doing all of this for the bit.” You’re standing now, hand on his shoulder as you peer at him, worried that you might have taken it a step too far.

“Shh. I’m trying to think of how I’ll explain this to our manager and Chan without getting my head lobbed off.” You smile, wide and beaming as you clap your hands excitedly, rushing off to the bathroom and reappearing next to him with a bag in your hands.

“Great! When you come up with a good excuse meet me in the bathroom.”

“How did you- Why- You didn’t even know I was going to say yes!”

“You’re right, I didn’t. I was going to save it for a rainy day, or use it on myself.” And with that, you’re gone, leaving Minho alone in the kitchen as he imagines how hot you would look with purple hair.

“Wait,” he calls after you, setting his half-opened ramen packet on the counter and turning, “did you buy enough for two people?”

-

“Are you sure you don’t want me to shower?” He asks, sitting backwards on the toilet lid as you mix the bleach.

“I didn’t go to hair school, so I’m not an expert, but I did dye my friends’ hair all throughout highschool and we had better results with less damage when their hair was gross so, yes. I’m sure.”

“That smells awful.”

“It’s almost like its chemicals.”

“I’ll leave.”

“There’s already bleach in your hair, if you leave now you’ll have awful streaks that even the most diehard LeeKnower wouldn’t be able to justify.” He huffs at that, mumbling something about how Stays aren’t that shallow and you reply with a comment about Hyunjin’s Maxident hair that shuts him up.

“He looked good,” he starts and you sigh, head dropping forward. “I don’t see what they were so upset about.”

“I know, dear.”

“He suits short hair!”

“He does.”

“It fit the concept!”

“It did.”

“Yah!” He turns, hitting your arm lightly and almost knocking the bleach bowl out of your hands. “You aren’t listening.”

“My apologies for not wanting to hear my boyfriend wax poetic about another man’s hair.”

-

“How long does this have to sit for?”

“Ask me that again and I’ll leave it in until you go bald.”

-

The bleach is washed out and his head’s half purple before he looks at his phone and his eyes go wide.

“What’s up?” You’re busy drawing shapes on his head with the dye.

“Hannie is calling.”

“So answer it.”

“It’s video.”

“Say that you’re naked.”

“Like that’s stopped me before.”

“Say that I’m naked.” The call promptly drops.

-

“How long does this have to sit for?”

“Do you give the hairstylists at the company this much trouble?”

“No.”

“I’m shaving you bald.”

-

His hair has been rinsed and blow dried and you’ve been making eyes at him for the past ten minutes while he shoves ramen noodles in his mouth.

“Can you stop staring so hard? My head’s about to catch fire.” His mouth is full.

“No. No I cannot.” His eyes roll and he sets his now empty bowl down.

“So… about that ‘earth-shattering head’ you mentioned?”

[witchthewriter]

𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!    

a/n: I made a quiz ‘Which Son Is Your Old Man’, so you can find out once and for all who you would be best suited to!

Warnings: swears, mentions of violence, smoking, drugs

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ      

𝐉𝐚𝐱 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

・Yes, he does spend a lot of time doing club business. But it also means he’s home randomly throughout the day. 

・His speciality is making breakfast; eggs, bacon, toast, french toast, waffles etc 

・Yes, he did develop the skill from all the one night stands he’s had...

・But hey, at least now you’re the one that reaps the reward!

・Doesn’t snore in his sleep, but does toss and turn a lot 

・Sometimes he has really really bad nightmares. He doesn’t want to wake you up, so he goes and has a smoke outside

・Really loves chewing on ice cubes. When you get McDonalds, he’ll eat everyone’s ice from their drinks (obviously after their done with it)

・When you’re feeling down; physically or mentally, he’ll read to you. Jax bought you a new edition of your favourite book for your birthday and he’s so used to holding it in his hands by now. 

・Really likes when you light candles when he gets home, he prefers them over the overhead lighting 

・Doesn’t like loud sudden noises - definitely has undiagnosed PTSD. He’s gotten really good at hiding it, but some days - when he has really long showers, you know it’s a bad day 

𝐎𝐩𝐢𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧

・When he isn’t doing things for the club, he loves to work in ‘the shed’. 

・He has a lot of projects going on - making garden beds for Gemma’s events, 

・Opie usually ends up trekking dust, shredded timber and so on throughout the house. You make him have a shower as soon as he’s finished working outside. 

・But you can’t lie, he does create some beautiful things. 

・He made a dining room table - and the detailing was so amazing you nearly teared up

・Opie is great at painting as well, honestly, he’s just good at general renovations. Somehow he knows how to do stuff around the house - unclogging drains, fixing pipes, changing lightbulbs, stopping leaks etc

・Opie’s like your own handy man! 

・Secretly a cat person. Don’t get him wrong, he doesn’t mind dogs. They’re great, but cats are so unpredictable - without the risk. He finds them so interesting. 

・Loves Disney movies, especially the cartoon version of Robin Hood. You’ll find him humming the song about Robin and Little John 

・Likes that he towers of you and will put things out of your reach just to rile you up

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐬 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝

・Actively cleans up after himself and you. 

・Really likes a clean home, and he’s lived on his own for a long time, so he knows how to run a house

・He also grew up around a lot of women, so he knows how to cook some great meals 

・Chibs was also whipped into shape by these women, so that’s why it’s ingrained in him...

・Knows a lot of Scottish drinking songs, and he always sings them when he’s had a few too much to drink

・And his voice is actually quite lovely 

・He also sings in the shower 

・A loud gruff Scottish man singing in your shower always brightens your day 

・Automatically turns the kettle on when he gets home (and will make tea for two, knowing exactly how you like it)

・Not a lot of random visitors, he likes to keep business and his home life separate. Even though the club is his life, he likes having his own space 

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐰𝐦𝐚𝐧

・Many, many takeout and movie nights

・Especially when he’s been gone on club business

・Does the washing and folding for both your clothes. It was his main job when he lived at home too. 

・Also mows the lawn without a shirt on, so that’s...a fun sight to see (he likes showing off in front of you)

・Loves the movie Avatar; would definitely go into a deep dive of how it all works and how they created it. 

・Would die if you showed interest in it as well. You bought him a book about the characters and he spent a whole afternoon reading it

・Surprises everyone with how much he loves books 

・A man of few words, he actually has really profound things to say. Some of it can be really poetic...

・Likes having his shoulders rubbed, and in return, he massages your feet 

・Is really good at looking after you when you’re sick. He has a lot of homemade recipes; soups, oldwives tricks etc. (Except the term ‘oldwives tricks’ shouldn’t be overlooked. A lot of their 

𝐓𝐢𝐠 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫

・Rescue dogs galore 

・Tig hates seeing any animal hurt, but he has a special place in his heart for dogs

・Big fucking snorer, and is out as soon as his head hits the pillow

・Hates cooking but doesn’t mind doing the dishes - yeah he’s fucked up that way

・So you handle the food; he’ll get the groceries, but for the love of god he cannot make a proper grown up dish

・In return, he doesn’t mind doing the vaccuuming and mopping (he would so dress up in a maid’s outfit and do it)

・Whenever he wakes up in the middle of the night, he goes into the loungeroom to watch cartoons - like popeye

・Cried while watching Titanic btw

・Oh and has a stash of different types of drugs. Nothing too hardcore though. 

・He also makes you have an unregistered firearm so you can protect yourself 

・Also loves comic books. He’s a DC kinda guy...yes, his favourite character is Joker

[venusandsaturnsrings]

★彡 of tissues and neighbours!

synopsis: after moving back home for... reasons, Ajax found himself infatuated with his new neighbour. how much could he truly get away with? insp. by this ask

contains: fem/afab reader, incel childe, somno, dubcon, stalker behaviour, use of childe's real name, lots of jacking off lmao

Liyue was... comfortable. the city provided a better place to work, new experiences, and a climate better regulated than Ajax was used to. Liyue was comfortable but Liyue wasn't Morepesok and it wasn't home. or at least that was the faux poetic answer he'd give to anyone asking why he moved back in with his parents after being gone for so long. reality was that he got evicted from the quaint but beautiful apartment he had gotten in Liyue.

the letter had been tapped to his door by his landlord on a Monday afternoon. on Wednesday said landlord knocked on the door to hand it to him as it hadn't been taken down; Ajax hadn't even stepped out of his apartment since Saturday. he was half a shut-in and half busy with work so how his landlord had even found out about the... conditions he was living in was a miracle of its own. Ajax had reported a clogged drain in his shower and expected he'd be given a notice before someone came to fix it but all he got was a knock on the door the day of. the plumber was able to successfully unclog the drain, it was filled with dried something and hair, and informed the landlord of the state of the rest of his apartment. tissues full of his spend overflowing onto the floor, unwashed dishes, numerous stains on the carpet and walls, a smell that wasn't right, and burn marks from the cherries of joints falling onto the floor. not only was it vile but his apartment was supposed to be smoke free and weed wasn't yet legal in Liyue. with a slew of gross and legal issues arising, eviction and keeping the deposit was the best solution for his landlord. Ajax took the letter with a scoff and a roll of his eyes before closing the door and texting a couple local friends to ask them to help him pack. he grumbled and wondered why such things were an issue.

cardboard boxes were loaded with clothes, salvageable dishes, a slew of vintage electronics, and carefully wrapped figures of anime girls. all of his computer things and most cherished possessions, a fleshlight and ylang ylang lube, were kept separately and delicately packed and placed in the passenger seat of his car. with everything taken care of Ajax looked over his, well no longer his, apartment one last time while panting and grinning. it was only bare bones now save for the tissue leaking with a fresh load of his own in the middle of the living space floor. he left his key on the kitchen counter before stepping out for the last time and heading for his car. a short conversation of directions was shared between him and his close friend Zhongli as he offered to help bring things back to the house of Ajax's family at the price of gas money and an antique lamp he had been eying up.

the drive was nothing worth noting beyond the nostalgia he felt going past snow capped mountains.

pulling into the familiar driveway of his childhood home Ajax was greeted by his younger siblings playing in the front yard with small snowmen and forts decorated the otherwise plain expanse. the kids had leaped up from their spots they were playing to bombard him with hugs and cheers, evidently, they missed him just as much as he did them. Teucer tried to drag him into playing alongside them but with a laugh and apology Ajax informed them of how he had a bunch of very heavy things to carry inside. his parents had come out to welcome him home as well and thank Zhongli for being kind enough to help their son move back home. ever so humble, he had said it was nothing but took up the offer to stay for dinner after assisting Ajax in lugging all of his things in. bringing all the boxes in was lightwork with the two men plus Ajax's dad and soon enough they all sat down for a dinner of fresh salmon and quinoa. food was quickly scarfed down before Ajax got to unpacking and Zhongli settled down in the guest room for the night.

it had gotten late and the house was quiet save for the shuffling and rustling of Ajax unpacking what he could into his closet and onto shelves as he wanted most of it done before the next day simply so he didn't have to do it. he firstly set up his desk and computer followed by his bed. shelves were soon covered by his collection of lewd manga and figures as well as books on topics surrounding the function of computers and code. he hardly looked at those ones anymore as most things were stored in his brain by now but the books made him look smarter next to all of the degeneracy. tucking his fleshlight under his bed, he popped back up only to see the light on in the house and room across from his. the windows were give or take fifteen feet from each other but his was slightly higher up. such an angle gave him the perfect view of the neighbour he had never seen before, presumably someone that moved in not too long ago. Ajax had started to get onto putting away more things before he looked harder and saw the state of this neighbour.

still slightly damp and very much naked, he could see everything from the plush of her breasts down to the exposed flesh of her pussy and his mouth watered at the sight. when she turned he could see the jiggle of her ass and thighs which had him hardening embarrassingly fast. one of his hands slipped over his crotch to grope at himself before glancing to make sure the door was closed and slipping his sweatpants down to rest under his cock. Ajax grabbed the lube that remained on his bed and squirted a generous amount onto his pulsing dick then began working the shaft harsh and fast. he knew his time staring was limited so he didn't plan on wasting any. with lips pressed firmly together and breath laboured his eyes remained trained on the divine form through two panes of glass; her body was fuckable to say the least. watching as she rubbed lotion over her form he nearly died upon seeing the way her body moved upon being touched. the fat of her ass squeezed from between her fingers and the way her breasts dropped upon being thoroughly massaged had him coming undone messily into his hand. Ajax bit into the knuckles of his other hand while seed dripped down his cock and he wished it was her face instead. the affair ended with a tissue cleaning up the lube and spend from his dick and hand before he looked back over to admire her, you, once again only to find you properly dressed and already looking at him. Ajax offered a half smile on his flushed face. he knew he should be embarrassed but you didn't catch him and the smile and giggle you sent back had him stiff once more. this second boner should be taken care of privately, he decided. a third and fourth one followed and Ajax jerked himself well into the night before falling asleep hoping to dream of your pretty tits and cute cunt.

when he awoke the next morning, Zhongli had just set off back to Liyue as he had a job and things to do that afternoon. Ajax trudged down the stairs with a hand under his shirt scratching his chest and due to his glasses being crooked, he nearly didn't notice you at the table having breakfast with his siblings. his spit was stuck in his throat and air trapped in his lungs. blinking a couple of times Ajax only came to upon you standing and extending a hand, one that would look perfect around his dick, as a greeting. he hesitated for a couple seconds but remembered how he didn't properly wash his hand the night before and shook yours tightly.

"Ajax, right? i've heard plenty about you from your father and siblings. your dad is quite proud of you and the work you do though i'll admit, i don't really understand all of that complicated tech stuff... Teucer says you're the best big brother in the world but he also says i'm the best stand-in big sister in the world so we'll have to see how you measure up to me, huh?" your words were punctuated with a giggle from you and loud laughs from all three of his little siblings. knowing how close you are to his family, his siblings, had him falling in love. carnal and emotional need filled him to the brim.

"i suppose we will... i could always teach you a thing or two i know but i make no promises that you'll be able to keep up with me," he wasn't referring to electronics but you didn't need to know that, "care to enlighten me of your name?"

introductions were cut short soon after as you had to take his siblings to school but he swore on everything that he'd get close to you.

his day was spent puttering away at work while his thoughts stayed focused on you. Ajax couldn't help himself but think over the cute outfit you wore that morning, a short skirt and pretty little top, and how much he wanted to strip you of it. he stayed busy putting away the rest of his things, finishing up work, and taking a cold shower to hopefully curb the desperation and lust surging through his body. he didn't want to come off too strongly but god he wanted to come off of sinking into your perfect cunt. his thoughts were messy and he had never felt this way about anyone before but you were something new; something he needed. before he knew it, you had accompanied his siblings back home. your hair was a bit messier than it had been that morning but your smile was just as radiant and your skirt was just as short. he tried not to stare when you bent over to pass Tonia a glue stick for a project or flush when your hands touched while helping Teucer put together a diorama but it was a monumental task. if he could've gotten on his knees and worshipped you for all you are he already would have.

you were exhausted by the time you left back to your own place and Ajax would have felt bad for keeping you over helping for so long if it didn't end up with him scoring your number. his little siblings bounced in circles around him asking if he had a crush and when the wedding was. he entertained their questions with soft promises of not telling on him for being into you. all of them interlocked pinkies giggling before Tonia gushed about being a flower girl while Teucer and Anthon argued over who got to be the ring bearer; Ajax assured them that they could share the task if the time came.

upon retreating to his bedroom, he leaned over to his window and saw you sleeping soundly. you were sleeping and the latch of your window was unlocked. it was wrong, he told himself. he shouldn't even be considering this, he scolded. and yet, Ajax was out his window and in through yours. he was considerate enough to take off his shoes before climbing in but it wasn't much considering he was hovering over your unconscious form while drooling. you were wearing nothing but an oversized shirt and tiny panties. the outline of the lips of your pussy was clearly visible and perhaps it was a trick of the light but you looked to be soaking through them. with bated breath he merely stood and stared at you despite his cock being hard and leaking in his boxers. this was so very wrong but he loved it; he loved you. and he loved the little whines he could now hear slipping from between your lips. his smile was shaky but his hands were shakier as he brought one to draw up through your clothed slit which elicited a sound he'd listen to on repeat for hours if he could. your body leaned into his touch and who was he to deny your needs? he was to worship you.

with one hand pressing softly against your cunt the other dropped to pull out his cock finally. it bobbed out of his sweatpants and hit his stomach with a soft smack. Ajax applied pressure to your clit the way he'd seen in hentai while ghosting over his dick. he spit onto his hand as lube before properly stroking himself and eagerly eating up every sound and movement you blessed him with. if you were his goddess then your whines and whimpers were his gospel. your pussy was already getting messy and dripping on his fingers through the thin fabric of your panties. would it truly be so bad if he lowered his head to your cunt? rational thought out the window, he moved to his knees and dipped his head to your core. he inhaled deeply and drooled onto your sheets from the smell of your essence alone. you were to be the finest meal he'd ever devour and hopefully not the first of its kind. Ajax poked his tongue out and breathed out heavy before licking a stripe up your covered cunt. the taste was like nothing he'd ever had before and he needed more. with as much softness as he could muster he lathed over your pussy over and over practically making out with your sloppy cunt. your soft cries were all he needed to hear to keep going. his one hand remained putting pressure and rubs to your clit as he sucked everything he could through your panties. his throat bobbed as he happily ate away at your pussy and jerked his cock. he was close to his end and clearly so were you if the increase in pitch told him anything. with his lower lip drawn into his mouth, a hard press to your needy cunt, and a good squeeze to his cock he came the hardest he thought he ever had. Ajax gasped and released his own lip to lick, suck, and swallow up whatever your orgasm gave you. his cock was a mess but when your back arched and you came undone with a whine of his name the mess increased tenfold.

you were going to be the death of him and Ajax wouldn't have it any other way.

[crumbleclub]

Michael "showers standing in 6 inches of water because he doesn't know how to unclog the drain and he won't tell his landlord about it because he's scared they'll be mad at him" Afton

[khaleesiofalicante]

I'm willing to pay cash to see Anjali's reaction upon receiving the "complaint" letter from Arthur. Also, the conversation with Rafael about deciding to fund the tech for his school.

Something I've noticed so far In the new LBAF timeline is, that Max has become so much similar in character to Alec's. The way he's parenting and communicating with the kids.. its very much like Alec. It's hot. It's mature. It's beautiful.

I accept payments in the form of Lewis Hamilton Thirst Traps :)

PS - Your observation about Max's parenting is >>>

“Are you in there?”

“Yeah!”

She leaned into Cami’s bathroom and sighed. “Rafael. I’ve told you to let her handle it.”

Her husband, who was leaning into the tub and wiping at it furiously, didn’t even bother to turn around to answer. “The drain got clogged again. How much hair does she lose when she showers?”

“She can unclog her own drain next time,” Anjali rolled her eyes. “Can you come out for a minute? I need to talk to you.”

“Just a second, amor, I need to let the baking soda sit for a minute-”

“It’s about the New York Institute.”

The blue latex gloves came off immediately as the man rushed to wash his hands and came out of the bathroom. “What happened?”

Anjali pressed a soft kiss to his lips first. Just because she wanted to. Just because he deserved it. He deserved all the love and appreciation. He needed to know that. Especially with everything going on. 

Anjali sat on the edge of her daughter’s bed and held out the fire message. “This came in earlier today.”

Rafael’s brown eyes scanned the contents the letter carefully. 

She’d been at a meeting with the auditors when the fire message appeared in front of her, thankfully she was always glamoured at office. 

She read it twice and then spent the next ten minutes wondering if it was a prank. A quick chat with one of her colleagues in admin revealed that mundanes did indeed cut up open frogs in biology class. 

She almost felt as if nephilim were better. 

Then she remembered that nephilim used to do that to downworlders not very long ago, and so no, nephilim weren’t any better. 

Maybe everyone just sucked. Except for her Rafael.

“Well,” Rafael said when he finished reading, and neatly folded the letter. “What do you think?”

“He spelt positively as paw-sitively,” Anjali pointed out. “This school obviously needs all the help it can get.”

Rafael chuckled tiredly, pulling the edges of the letter which had traces of glitter. “Do you think Max knows about this?”

“Honestly?” She asked and shook her head. “I don’t think he would’ve allowed it.”

“He’s a proud man,��� Rafael mumbled. 

“He’s a pig,” Anjali replied, still a little hurting because Max didn’t attend Arjun’s rune ceremony. Even after Anjali has specifically asked him to. “A stubborn pig we love.”

“He used to be like this,” Rafael said, chuckling softly again, unfolding the letter. “He was always kind to animals.”

“He never got a pet?” Anjali asked, wondering why she had never asked that question before.

Rafael chuckled properly and shook his head. “Chairman Meow likes being an only child.”

Anjali smiled at that and touched the man’s arm. “I’m thinking of helping him out. It shouldn’t be too difficult. Some of our donors are interested in working with private schools.”

“Okay,” Rafael nodded quietly. 

“Are you okay?” she asked him carefully. 

“He’s in high school,” Rafael said, clutching the fire message tightly. “I’ve missed a lot, haven’t I?”

“They’ve missed a lot too, Rafael,” she reminded him gently.

“I just hope the next time we’re all in the same room isn’t at a funeral,” Rafael sighed. 

“Whose funeral?”

“Does it matter?" Rafael sighed again and managed a smile. For her. The way he often did even when he was hurting. He’s gotten a lot better at it over the last few years. “Thanks for sorting this out. I’m gonna finish cleaning up.”

“Rafael?” Anjali called. “Should we tell Max about this?”

“The donation?”

“Yes.”

Rafael exhaled and shook his head. “He doesn’t have to know.”

“Maybe it would help to know.”

“I don’t want him to think I’m trying to cosy up to him with money, Anjali,” Rafael said in frustration. 

“From what I hear, your brother is doing just fine making his own money,” Anjali hummed. 

“Don’t listen to Clave gossip.”

“Even if it’s from your father?”

Rafael pinched the bridge of his nose. “Please don’t tell Max.”

“Is it because you don’t want him to know you’re helping him or is it because you want him to reach out to you first?” Anjali asked. 

Rafael opened his mouth and closed it. “This bath tub is not going to clean itself.”

“You’re a proud pig too, you know!” She called out after him. 

“Well, you married this proud pig,” he yelled back from the bathroom.

He still cared a lot. She knew that. He always will. 

He didn’t give back the fire message to her after all. 

+ Bonus - Arthur’s Letter to Anjali. 

Dear Aunt Anjali,

I wanted to talk to you about something that's hopping around my heart like a little bunny. You see, in my freshmen biology class, we're about to do a frog dissection. Apparently, it's part of the curriculum. That’s not very nice, is it? I’m sure you agree with me. My daddy and papa say you are very smart! 

I was thinking about Devlin Corp and the super cool 4D technology you have. Wouldn't it be pawsitively amazing if we could use that cool tech to explore the mysteries of life without hurting any innocent animals? 

Everyone keeps saying it doesn’t matter because they’re already dead. But if we can’t even be nice to dead things, then that’s very scary. 

I totally get that this is a tadpole of an idea, but if you could consider it, it would mean the world to me and, hopefully, to all the little froggies out there.

Love,  Arthur x 

[dogesterone]

god you ever think about how vomit-inducingly disgusting the mass of souls from ds1 and the rotten from ds2 must actually be?

anyways i just unclogged my shower drain

[themadlostgirl]

Under Streetlights

*I don't know how to not write multi-chapter fics for my Marvel crushes. Anyhoo! This is the first chapter of my Bucky x Reader fic. Updates will be available to read on AO3!*

Read on AO3

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This had to be the fault of aliens.

That’s the only thing you could think of as you woke up to get ready for your day. All the strange shit that had started happening in the world over a decade ago, that had to have contributed to where you were now.

Aliens. Wizards. Killer robots. Literal gods. All of them disturbing what was already a nonsensical planet full of greedy assholes and stressed out meatbags.

How else would life have gotten to be like this? How else would you have ended up in the criminal island Madripoor of all places, living this life?

You swung out of bed and started getting ready for the day. It was strange to get ready for work when it was already pretty dark out. That’s what you get for working a night job though.

You wandered out into the kitchen and pulled open the fridge. A small plate of food wrapped in plastic wrap with your name written on top was set inside amongst the chilled sodas and eleven different condiments. You popped it in the microwave and grabbed a soda while you waited, you were going to need the caffeine.

As you sat down at the rickety table to eat the door opened and one of your roommates walked in, a Korean girl with short black hair and a drawstring gym bag over her shoulders. “Hey,” she said as she passed you and pulled out a similar plate of food to yours. “Rekha make curry again?”

“Hey Ha-rin, and yeah.” you yawned. “How was work?”

“Same old.” she put her food in to heat. “Glad to go to sleep now though. You excited for another fun night of work?”

“Always.” the sarcasm drenched your words, “How are the streets?”

Ha-rin frowned slightly. “Not great, actually. Franks is back on his shit so probably try to stay out of the neon district on your way to work. Do you want me to walk with you? Strength in numbers?”

“No. I’ll be fine.” you told her. You didn’t want her to have to go out after she just got back, not when you could defend yourself just fine. “So Franks is back to trying to recruit girls for his club? Why doesn’t he just give it up? He has to know that no one is going to willingly work for him after what happened with Doozie and Ditzy.”

“I know. I think his new game is to get them to come in as guests, drug them, and then get them to rack up a big bill they need to pay off by working. The other girls from work are trying to spread the info as best we can so everyone knows to stay away from his place.”

“God, he’s such a fucking creep.” you finished the last of your food. “I gotta get ready for my shift. You get some sleep, I’ll see you after work.”

“Be safe.” she waved you off as she sat down to scarf down her reheated leftovers.

You were really appreciative of your other roommate, Rekha. Because all of your schedules were so chaotic it made getting together in any capacity hard. But Rekha always made portions enough of dinner for you and Ha-rin before or after a long day at work. In exchange you and Ha-rin endeavored to keep the apartment as clean as possible as means of showing gratitude. That meant doing the gross stuff like unclogging the shower drain and replacing the roach traps around the apartment.

You went back to your room and started getting dressed, styling your hair and putting on your makeup. You needed to look pretty for work but then you also had to put on a shirt over your work clothes so you had less chance of being accosted in the street. You tied on some tennis shoes, packed your heels in your bag and set off into the dilapidated underbelly of Madripoor that was Lowtown.

You kept a wide berth of the neon district like Ha-rin suggested and cut through the fighting ring district to make up the time. In any normal situation you would have been terrified to walk around the city like this. But you were in no normal situation, far from it.

There was a can lying in the street that you unwittingly gave a light kick to and it went flying, just narrowly missing someone’s window. Yep. You had definitely left normal a long time ago.

You made it to work and used the employee entrance to the locker room. You changed out of the street shirt you had worn and kicked off your comfortable tennis shoes. You pulled on your heels, gave yourself a once over in the mirror and plastered on a bright smile that you knew you were going to be fighting to keep in place after an hour.

For as shitty as your life was living in Lowtown, you had managed to land a pretty nice job as a server in one of the Hightown clubs. The hours were long and the heels you needed to wear killed your feet but it paid the rent and there was less chance of you getting hurt here than somewhere else. Of course, less chance didn’t mean zero chance.

You went about the usual routine, pulling bottles and serving cocktails to the numerous patrons crowding the club. About three hours into your shift your manager called you over. “Queenie, I need you to cover one of the private rooms.”

“But I thought I was off private rooms.” you told them. You really hated private room service, even more than general club work. People were already handsy when it came to being in public but they always ended up leaving any decency behind when they thought they were alone.

“You were requested. Now go.”

You sighed and took a moment to breathe before entering the fray again. You went back to the private room you were directed towards and entered. There was a whole group here, four men and two women. So at least you weren’t being left for one-on-one service like you had feared.

“Hello, what may I get you?” you asked.

“You can get over here and settle something for us.” one of the men said. “We hear that you are the undefeated arm wrestling champion of the club.”

Oh, this again.

“I am indeed. The reigning queen bee at your service, or everyone just calls me queenie.” you gave a little mock curtsy.

“Queenie,” one of the other men, who had a full on waxed mustache with the curly ends, scoffed, “It’s some kind of joke or a trick or something. You don’t look as if there’s much to you in the way of strength.”

“Well, you know what they say, arm wrestling isn’t about brute strength, it’s about leverage.” you came to the table. “Did someone want to play?”

“I will.” curly mustache said and put his arm on the table. “I’m not going to humor whatever stupid trick you have either.”

“Of course, sir.” you were going to enjoy this at least. You knelt across the table from him and put out your arm. He grabbed your hand, you waited for one of the other guests to say go, and then you focused intently to not slam his arm down as soon as possible.

You went through your whole act, letting your arm stay still as he tried to push against yours, watching the confusion build in his eyes, then letting your arm fall a bit to the side to make him think he had the upper hand, before then slowly pushing back and slamming his arm down in victory. The moment his arm went down the others in the room gave little cheers and claps. You stood up again, gave another mock curtsy to the room and pulled out your notepad. “Thank you. So, what may I get for you to drink? Any appetizers for the room?”

Curly mustache was still knelt by the table staring at his hand in bewilderment. “How did you do that?” he demanded. “What sort of cheating trick did you pull?”

“No trick and no cheating, sir. I told you, it is all a matter of leverage.” you responded with syrupy sweetness in hopes that he would drop it.

“But--but--”

“Delano, the girl beat you. Let it go and let us get some drinks.” one of the women said with a roll of her eyes.

Delano huffed and sat back down but his glare followed you as you took the order and left. God, what you wouldn’t give to be able to punch assholes like that right in the face. He was going to be a problem tonight, you could just tell.

You returned to the room with the drinks and the food they had ordered. Delano was still glaring at you and had requested a rematch. You indulged him but put on a quicker show so you could move on. You knew you could just let him win. It would probably end all the glaring and demands for rematches but you had very little and fuck if you were going to give up your arm wrestling title to save this asshole’s ego.

The night continued on and you were still working the private room. You had hoped that they would do some club hopping but they seemed more than content to stay here. Normally you would have been a little excited cause it meant that you were more likely to get a bigger tip. Outside of Delano everyone else in the party seemed to like you. But Delano was still there and still glaring and huffing and muttering “bitch” under his breath along with some other choice words in what sounded to be French.

You just had to get through the night.

As the night and your shift was coming to an end the muttered comments from Delano had turned into drunken threats. His friends chided him and told you that there was nothing for you to fear from him, he was all bark and no bite. You didn’t trust them though. You had seen that look before, it was one worn by men who felt their pride wounded and had no other way to face it than with anger. There would be one more trick from him before the night was out. You’d bet money on it.

You had cleared away some of the empty glasses from the room and were about to return when you felt a presence at your back. You turned to see that Delano had left the room and was leering at you from the corner. It was happening now was it? Fine. Get it over with.

You turned to face him, plastering on a smile. “Hello sir, did you need something? Directions to the restroom perhaps?”

“There’s something not right about you.” he said, his words wavered as badly as he did.

“How about we get you back to your friends? Something tells me that you could use a glass of water.” you tried to scoot past him but he lashed out and grabbed your arm in a vice like grip. Damn it all.

He pulled you so you hit the wall. “Not so strong now, aren’t you?”

“Apparently.” you wrenched your arm away from him. “Now, if you are satisfied, I have to get back to work.”

“Get back here you cheating bitch!” he grabbed your arm again.

“Get off me!” you shoved him off and he fell to the floor, skidding quite a ways across the shining linoleum as he went. Shit. Too much.

Security came over to see what was happening. Before you could explain that Delano was at fault he scrambled to his feet and started shouting. “That fucking bitch shoved me! Is this how your club treats its highest paying members! I want her fucking head!”

“Now sir--” the security tried to reason but Delano was far past words.

“Her head! I want her stupid bitch head!” he pulled a switchblade out from his pocket and charged at you.

You didn’t mean to. You really didn’t. But when you saw the knife your body moved on instinct. You grabbed Delano’s wrist and you could feel the bones crack as you squeezed and made him drop the knife. He cried out in pain and tried to wrestle himself away from you. He kicked but you were faster. Your shoe collided with his shin and there was an unmistakable snapping sound. He collapsed to the floor, his leg now bent at an awkward angle.

All eyes went to you. People were crowding around, starting to whisper. Security stared at you baffled by the show of effortless strength you exhibited. “How did you--”

“I didn’t.” you said. “I just kicked him. I think he’s just lacking calcium. Weak bones and all that.”

Their eyes narrowed. “Queenie, I think the boss is gonna want to talk to you.”

“Oh no, there’s really no need to bother them.” you dodged out of the grab they made for you. “Come on Terry, this was just an isolated incident. Never to happen again.”

“You shattered his shin with one kick. We both know that’s not normal.” both of the security guards went to grab you this time. “The boss is definitely going to want to know how you did it.”

No. No! Not the boss! Anyone but the boss!

Your heart was hammering in your ears and you realized you had a choice. Go quietly and you would most certainly become some sort of prisoner and science experiment, or you could do something incredibly stupid.

As their grip latched around your arms you sighed as your mind was made up. Something stupid it was.

You planted your feet and with all the strength you had fought to keep under control, you slammed your elbow’s into the guts of the security officers. They immediately doubled over, gasping for breath at the sudden blow. They looked up at you through the pain and you knew that they had just gotten confirmation on what was going on. What you really were.

So, you did what you did best. You turned and ran for it. You were shoving people out of your way as you rushed through the club. You kicked off your heels and started sprinting down the stairs as fast as you could. The echo of feet thundered after you in the stairwell.

If they were smart someone would be waiting on the ground floor for you. You ducked through one of the doors leading out onto a different floor and kept running. There wasn’t a lot on this floor outside of storing miscellaneous stuff like cleaning supplies and office materials. You wove through the boxes as you made your way to the other end of the room. There were different ways to get in and out of the building. One was the main entrance, the other was the employee entrance, and then there was the freight elevator. It was mainly used to move large art pieces and furniture. It wasn’t the quietest but hopefully it could get you down to the ground floor without having to take another twenty flight of stairs.

You got inside and hit the bottommost floor. The doors creaked shut and with a shudder the elevator started to go down.

What were you going to do? Everyone back there saw what you did. Word would have gotten back to the boss too. You were screwed. All you had to do was keep your strength in check! Almost eight years you had been able to keep this under wraps and because of one drunk asshole it all went up in smoke! Where were you going to go? The apartment would be the first place they checked.

Oh no. Ha-rin and Rekha. You had to at least warn them that some people may be barging in. You still had your phone. You quickly dialed Rekha since she was the one most likely to be awake at this hour. “Hello?” she answered with a yawn. “What’s up?”

“I’m so sorry.” you said, “But some people may be coming by the apartment later. They’re looking for me. I did something and its not safe for me here anymore. If they ask where I am or if you know anything just tell them the truth. No need to get on their bad side.”

“What are you talking about?” Rekha sounded more awake. “What did you do? What’s going on?”

“The less you know the better. I’m so sorry. I wish I wasn’t leaving you guys with this mess. I have to go now. I’m sorry.”

“Wait, you just can’t--” you hung up, tears welling in your eyes.

The elevator came to a halt. You dropped the phone on the floor and kept running. You would have liked to have grabbed your shoes from the locker room but that wasn’t an option now. You just had to pray that you didn’t step on something now.

As you had guessed, the ground floor was swarming with security. There was an emergency exit not too far from you but there was someone standing guard. Damn it. You had hoped to be more covert but looks like you were getting out of here the guns a blazing approach. You snuck as far as you could until sneaking was no longer an option.

You took a deep breath and ran straight at the security guard. They pulled a gun but you were faster and had the element of surprise. You grabbed the barrel of the gun and felt the metal bend in your hand as your other hand swung to punch him in the face. You saw an honest to god tooth fly out of his mouth as he careened sideways and fell to the ground.

He was down though, the door was open, and you had attracted the attention of the rest of the security. You ran out, bare feet pounding the pavement as the sound of shouting and gunshots rang behind you. You saw a cab ahead and pulled the driver out. You started driving, weaving through traffic, your heart beating a million miles a second.

Where to go? Where to go!

You saw a bridge in the distance, the lights of the city glittering on the ocean. You could get out the same way you got in. You hated it but wherever they would take you was better than staying here.

You drove to the docks and parked the car. There was no telling who was coming in and out of port but you had a pretty good memory. You could remember where you were when you were brought here at least. That was as good a lead as any to find one of the trafficking ships.

You crept through the docks. Your feet were starting to numb from the cold. With some luck though, you found what you were looking for. There was a ship being loaded. It looked to be like they were dealing in knockoff handbags but that was just the cover. The real cargo was lined up by a shipping container. There had to have been over a dozen girls scared and shivering on the dock.

This wasn’t going to be fun.

You made your way towards the group and purposely made a lot of noise as you got closer. Heads turned towards you and weapons raised. You gave them a lazy smile. “Hey!” you said, trying to slur your words, “What are we all doing over here? We going sailing?”

The men looked confused and you saw one of them do a headcount of the girls. “She’s not one of ours.” one of them said.

“Probably a hooker someone left alone and drunk.” another shrugged. “I mean, she’s not bad looking. No reason we couldn’t add her to the cargo.”

“Okay, grab her.” one of the guards grabbed you and put you with the rest of the girls.

You waited and followed the girls onto the boat when it was your turn. You were taken into a space down below decks. You sat down and braced yourself for the long journey to a destination you knew not.

---

“Hey Buck,” Sam said, “We got a location for where the trafficking ring is going to be docking. They should be arriving in L.A. at 0600 tomorrow. If we want to get there in time we gotta get to the airport now.”

“Alright.” Bucky sighed. “I’ll drive.”

[kaibacorpintern]

in the prideshipping household kaiba is the only one who knows how to clean a bathroom. he remembers doing chores, both with his relatives and at the orphanage, and he's just practical enough to roll up his sleeves and do shit himself. he even knows how to fold a fitted sheet, thank you very much!! and one night after several too many drinks and poker hands, yuugi dares him to prove it, which is how yuugi successfully tricks kaiba into folding all of his clean laundry. anyway: mokuba was too young to do chores at the orphanage and then too rich to do them in gozaburo's household. he's highly intelligent and very capable and resourceful, but on this front, He Simply Shan't (because he doesn't know how.) atem was born with a solid gold spoon in his mouth, but maybe he learned household things from watching yuugi do them when they shared the puzzle. regardless: unclogging a shower drain is an effort he undertakes with stoic resolve. he has his pride. he will NOT cry.

[acostaplumbingsolution]

How To Unclog A Shower Drain?

Human hair is the main cause of bathtub and shower drain clogs. Hair frequently flows through and becomes stuck in the p-trap below or becomes lodged in the drain at the top. But how to unclog shower drain without any hassle?

A plumber, rag, multi-head screwdriver, Allen wrench, hacksaw, needle nose pliers, and even a small snake are also required. Use a different drain cleaner or no acid at all

You might have an ancient drum trap instead of a p-trap if your bathtub is older. Some of these have a drain at the bottom, but even when it is accessible, the drain cap is frequently rusted in place. There is no union on a P-trap, in contrast to the one beneath your sink.

Before you begin, try to identify the source of the obstruction. For instance, you can tell the blockage is close if you run water into the bathtub and the tub immediately fills. You may tell the blockage is further down the pipe if it takes a while for the tub to fill after the water has been running for a time.

A stopper made of brass or chrome can fit into the drain of some bathtubs. Depending on the kind of drain plumber you have, you will either need an Allen wrench or a screwdriver to remove this. Some toilets have lever styles, which are operated by a lever that emerges from the overflow pipe.

With your needle-nose pliers, remove as much hair as you can from the drain before attempting to plunge it. This frequently makes the issue go away. If not, you should try plunging the drain after that.

The overflow plate needs to be removed before you begin. To remove the one or two screws keeping the plate in place, use a common head or a Phillips head screwdriver. You're going to get into trouble later if you let the pipe behind the tub fall.

Next, moisten a towel and insert it inside the overflow pipe. By doing so, you'll be able to plunge the drain and push air into the P-trap instead of up the overflow pipe.

Now add additional water to the tub's bottom so that the drain may be properly sealed. Holding the moist rag in the overflow pipe, begin plunging the drain with the plunger. The water and air pressure will drive the rag out of the pipe if you don't hold it in place. The accordion-style plunger is the most suitable type for this. You can suck water from the drain in addition to pushing air and water into the p-trap.

You may need to put some work into this. In fact, you might need to plunge very forcefully for 5 to 10 minutes to unclog the drain.

You will have to try using the snake if, despite working up a good sweat, you are still unable to unclog the drain. You must make an effort to remove the lever control if your plug has one before snake-wiring. In this situation, cutting out the pipe and then snake from where the p-trap is located beneath the floor may be the best option.

In other situations, you may not be able to get the snake through the p-trap and will be forced to access the p-trap by going below the floor into the house's basement or main floor. Unfortunately, you will need to cut through the drywall to gain access if the ceiling below is dry walled.

After doing this, you will either have PVC, ABS, brass, or galvanized pipe. Slice through the pipe slightly above and after the p-trap. This will open up the drain for you so that you can now use a snake on it. To collect all the water from the bathtub and p-trap, you will need a bucket. Before cutting into the line below, you might wish to dump out some of the water from a full tub. And you should call a local plumber if you use any form of acid.

You'll need to put everything back together after the drain is clear. If necessary, install a new p-trap. You will benefit greatly from using a rubber clamp called a Fernco.

When the p-trap is installed, you should test it by filling the tub to the top and seeing how quickly the water drains. If all goes well, you can now reinstall the overflow plate and patch any holes you may have created.

[parama2001]

Mastering the Art of Plumbing: Essential Tips and Tricks for Every Homeowner

Introduction: Plumbing is the circulatory system of your home, quietly working behind the scenes to keep everything flowing smoothly. From the moment you turn on the faucet to the flush of the toilet, plumbing plays a crucial role in our daily lives. However, when plumbing issues arise, they can quickly turn into a homeowner's worst nightmare. But fear not! With the right knowledge and a few handy tips, you can become a plumbing pro in no time.

Understanding Your Plumbing System: Before diving into fixing leaks or unclogging drains, it's essential to have a basic understanding of your home's plumbing system. Typically, plumbing consists of two subsystems: the water supply system and the drainage system. The water supply system brings fresh water into your home, while the drainage system removes wastewater.

Common Plumbing Issues and Solutions:

Leaky Faucets: A dripping faucet may seem like a minor annoyance, but it can waste a significant amount of water over time. Usually, a leaky faucet can be fixed by replacing a worn-out washer or O-ring. Remember to turn off the water supply before attempting any repairs.

Clogged Drains: Whether it's in the kitchen sink, bathroom shower, or toilet, clogged drains are a common plumbing problem. For minor clogs, a plunger or plumbing snake can often do the trick. Avoid using chemical drain cleaners as they can damage your pipes over time.

Running Toilet: A toilet that continues to run after flushing can waste gallons of water and inflate your water bill. In most cases, a running toilet is caused by a faulty flapper or fill valve. Replacing these components is relatively simple and can save you money in the long run.

Low Water Pressure: If your faucets are trickling instead of flowing, low water pressure may be the culprit. Potential causes include mineral buildup in the pipes, a faulty pressure regulator, or a partially closed shut-off valve. Checking these components and cleaning or replacing them as needed can help restore proper water pressure.

Frozen Pipes: During the winter months, exposed pipes are susceptible to freezing, which can lead to burst pipes and costly water damage. Insulating your pipes and keeping your home adequately heated can prevent this issue. If you suspect a frozen pipe, never use an open flame to thaw it—instead, use a hairdryer or heating pad.

DIY Plumbing Tips:

Invest in Quality Tools: A well-equipped toolbox is essential for any DIY plumber. Basic tools like wrenches, pliers, and pipe cutters will come in handy for most plumbing projects.

Know Your Shut-Off Valves: Familiarize yourself with the location of your home's main water shut-off valve, as well as individual shut-off valves for sinks, toilets, and appliances. Knowing how to turn off the water in an emergency can prevent water damage to your home.

Practice Preventative Maintenance: Regularly inspecting your plumbing system for leaks, corrosion, or other signs of damage can help catch potential issues before they escalate into major problems. Additionally, scheduling annual professional inspections can identify hidden issues early on.

Conclusion: While some plumbing tasks may require the expertise of a licensed plumber, many common issues can be resolved with a little DIY know-how. By understanding how your plumbing system works and learning some basic maintenance techniques, you can save time, money, and stress in the long run. So don't let plumbing problems dampen your spirits—empower yourself with knowledge and tackle them head-on!

[imabee-oralizard]

Guys

What if I have a stroke

How do I know?

My blood pressure has been a good bit higher and I realized that I have been having more speech and some more coordination problems

And I already got migraines. They were worst this weekend though. I almost passed out in the shower, like eyesight went full black for a second. Luckily the bathtub drain is unclogged cause if I did pass out, it was like 1am and my mom was asleep and I could’ve drowned.

Can’t tell if my high blood pressure is stress because man am I STRESSED or if it’s other reasons

But it definitely isn’t helping cause it’s slowing me down meaning I can’t do homework as well meaning I get more stressed cause if my homework meaning it gets worst and then it’s a continuous circle

[fakehouseresident]

Absolutely no judgement, just curious. This isn't about what you do overall, just while you are still showering.

I'm the person in my house that cleans/unclogs drains since I have the highest tolerance for gross.

[bokafix]

London's Top 5 Plumbing Emergencies and the Solutions to Get Them Sorted!

Tired of madly searching for "emergency plumber near me" or "London plumber" whenever a plumbing issue happens? We’ve got the solution for you.

Even with a plumber booked and en route, waiting for them to arrive can feel like an eternity when you're facing a burst pipe or a clogged drain. It's an anxious race against time as you try to minimise the damage and keep your cool. Fortunately, we've got some tips up our sleeves to help you hold your pipes while you wait for your local Fixer to come to the rescue. 

Don't let plumbing problems dampen your day! Let's dive into the top 5 plumbing emergencies in London and learn how to keep things under control until your plumber arrives.  

Burst Pipes: From Drips to Disasters

Picture this: water gushing out of a burst pipe, flooding your home, and turning it into an impromptu swimming pool. It's not a pretty sight, but keep calm! If you can safely access your main water supply, shut it off to minimise further damage. Use buckets or towels to contain the water, and mop up excess water to prevent slips and falls. Our skilled plumbers specialise in emergency repairs and will arrive equipped with the right tools to fix that burst pipe and prevent further water damage to your property.

Blocked Drains: Bye-bye, Drain Drama

Blocked drains can be like unwanted visitors who show up at the most inconvenient times, causing slow drainage, odd odours, and even flooding. According to a 2019 study in the UK, 48% of people said they put oil and fat down their kitchen sink, which is one of the main reasons for drain blockage.

While you wait for the plumber to arrive, try using a plunger to clear the blockage. Avoid using chemical drain cleaners, as they can damage your pipes. Our experienced plumbers will arrive with specialised tools and pressure techniques to unclog those drains, leaving you with smoothly flowing water once again.

Leaking Taps: Drip, Drip, No More!

Leaking taps can be irritating, wasteful, and even damaging to your property. According to Wired, London loses more than half a billion litres of water to leaks every day. In the meantime, you can try turning off the water supply to the affected tap and placing a towel or bucket underneath to catch the dripping water. Our certified plumbers will diagnose the cause of the leak and fix or replace any needed components, putting an end to that annoying drip-drip and restoring it to function perfectly.

Toilet Clogs: The Dreaded Blockade

A nightmare for any homeowner: a clogged toilet that refuses to flush. According to Water UK, people flushing wet wipes down the toilet account for 75% of drain blockages in the UK. So, next time, don’t forget to #BinTheWipe.

Also, bear in mind that a single faulty toilet could leak more than 400 litres of water in a single day. While you wait for the plumber, avoid flushing multiple times, as it may cause the toilet to overflow. Instead of panic flushing (don’t worry, we’ve all been there), try using a plunger to loosen the blockage. Our expert local plumbers are equipped with the right tools and skills to tackle that dreaded blockade.

Water Heater Issues: No More Cold Showers!

Stepping into a cold shower on a chilly London morning is not a pleasant thought. Before anything, check if the pilot light on your water heater is lit. If it's not, try relighting it following the manufacturer's instructions. If that doesn't work, avoid tampering with the water heater further and use the Bokafix app to instantly book a certified gas engineer. 

If you're unsure whether your boiler needs replacing or just fixing, make sure to check out our blog post ‘Is Your Boiler Ready for Replacement? The 7 Common Warning Signs’, you may find it useful. Once at your house, our qualified local Fixer will correct the issue, ensuring you have hot water flowing again in no time. 

What To Do in Each Emergency

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Sonic, Tails and Knuckles have their first and last bubble bath together when they recreate the Partysaurus Rex short from Toy Story

It all started so calm. Sonic just wanted to share the joy of bubble baths with his brothers.

“So. How do we make this.. bath of bubbles?” Knuckles leans over Sonic as he runs the bath “well, it’s simple. Just get some nice warm water in here… not too much, though. Especially if all 3 of us are cramming in there.” He reaches for the bubble liquid and starts slowly pouring it “just need a little bit of-“ Tails accidentally knocks his arm when retrieving some bath toys that cause Sonic to loose his grip, and the bottle falls right into the water. The 3 stare down at it.

“Uh-oh.” Sonic says in slight shock. “Uhh.. Sonic, is this safe?” Tails didn’t like Sonics tone. “..yeah! Of course it is! It’s just some bubbles… or. Well, a lot of bubbles.”

Knuckles stares at the bubble mountain beginning to form “Sonic we are going to suffocate in bubbles.” “Not true! Don’t be a party pooper, Knux.” Sonic gets an idea. He’s seen this in a movie! He runs off and grabs some multicoloured party lights and sets them up. He also adds a disco ball for extra pizzazz. Then he goes and gets a Bluetooth speaker.

Party lights? On.

Bathroom lights? Off.

Kickass music? On.

Party? Rock is in the house tonight.

Tails and Knuckles stare in awe at the scene in front of them. Sonic gets them both some sunglasses to sport and look cool. It’s a full disco rave in the bathroom. Tails dumps all the light up toys in the tub.

The 3 start partying. Bubbles are being tossed at each other, beards are being made, and dance party is goin wild.

It’s just the 3 of them vibing in the tub with a mountain of bubbles… they vibe so hard they don’t notice how high the water is getting.

During a Maccerana dance along, Sonic notices the water is getting a little high.

He wonders… why is the flow drain not working? One of his lovely brothers plugged that shit up with a whale. He goes to twist the taps off, despite his clueless brothers groaning.

Well, they twist.. right off. Sonic stares at the tap handles in his hands. He reaches down to pull the drain. His stomach drops when he just pulls up the chain.

“Uh, guys?? It won’t stop.”

Tails pauses “what?”

“It won’t stop.”

Knuckles, in his infinite wisdom says “what won’t stop?”

Sonic gestures to the broken handles “THE WATER, KNUCKLES.”

“Oh.” “YEAH ‘OH’!”

Even though the three get out of the tub, the water keeps rising. The bubbles flow over the side of the tub and onto the floor. The brothers are desperately trying to unclog the drains, but have no luck. Sonic places some towels on the floor and under the door, hoping the water won’t get through.

Knuckles hits the little knob on top of the drain. The water stops. The 3 share a sigh of relief. Then Sonics eyes widen “fuck-“ the shower has turned on and is making water and bubbles splash everywhere.

They panic. What does one do in this scenario??

Then, they hear a knock. The party stuff is turned off, and the regular lights are back on. Maddie’s voice is heard on the other side of the door “boys, is everything ok in there? I’m coming in.”

The boys start screaming “WAIT DONT” but it is too late. It is already in motion. Water rushes out past Maddie into the hallway and down the stairs. Tom, who just got home, has a double take watching the newly installed waterfall take its course.

Maddie shoves her boys out of the way and rushes to the tub “What did you guys do??” She demands, quite angry at the 3 of them who are panicking more.

Sonic shows her the knobs and chain “I TRIED TO STOP IT BUT IT WOULDNT WORK.”

Maddie mutters some colourful words and shouts into the hallway “TOM TURN OFF THE WATER” and a few moments later, the water is off.

A plumber is called to the scene. Everything is fixed, and the water in the tub goes down the drain. However. Everything else is still wet, despite the flood itself being drained.

3 now very grounded kiddos are now mopping and soaking up water like their lives depend on it. Because they do. Tails checks for any water damage, and thankfully finds nothing that’s too major. Just some spots that are an easy fix to him.

Knuckles feels terrible. He feels like he should have stopped this from happening, and now his parents are mad at him.

Sonic takes most of the blame, saying that the party was his idea. But his brothers join him and say that they were the reason it got out of hand.

Tom and Maddie are very angry with them. For good reason. The boys are sat on the couch, hanging their heads in shame as their parents tear them a new one with an angry lecture. They’re super lucky more damage wasn’t caused. They’re all sent to their rooms until Tom and Maddie can figure out what to do with them.

They decide that next time, they will have an outdoor pool party instead.