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[fuckno-vampireweekend]

Can’t stop thinking about how after this when her dad says that is just speculation and she replies that it isn’t speculation because she lived it like…can you imagine that pain she has been harboring for 5 weeks??

She basically woke up from the most “that was so intensely real I feel strange feelings” dreams EVER where she lost both Ryan AND Ace but also she felt such unbridled happiness alongside that pain. And it wasn’t a dream. It was a premonition. It wasn’t foggy after you wake up like a dream. It was clear and palpable.

She knows deeply what it feels like to both finally be in love and loved by Ace and also what it feels like to lose him and she’s just had to sit with that for five weeks like no wonder she can’t find a fucking ferret

[new--tomorrows]

Bowers Mansion, north of Carson City, Nevada. 13 October 2023.

[bewaretheidiotsofmarch]

"Mansions of Madness" shenanigans with a draw the squad template.

Left to Right: Lily, Carson, Agnes, Mateo, Rita, William, and Jim. I love all of them so much and I've been developing an au with this cast specifically. It's very fun to me and sometimes i go a little insane over them😂

Friendly reminder that Lovecraft was a piece of garbage and this is not his work at all. Just inspired by the creatures and world. All my homies hate Lovecraft. I hope he's rolling in his grave every time I draw.

(They didn't have duct tape in the 1920s, just suspend your disbelief.)

ALSO WOW, I forgot to share my William and Mateo art I did earlier this year. I'll share some more of it I promise. I have a lot but not much finished.

[casuallyceltic]

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Fantasy Guide to A Great House (19th-20th Century)

(I know, I've been slacking but I'm still alive)

When we think of the Victorians, the grand old Gilded Age or the Edwardians, we all think of those big mansions and manors where some of our favourite stories take place. But what and who did it take to run a great house?

Meet the Staff

Large numbers of staff were always needed to run great houses. Every department had its own management and its own teams, all working together to ensure everything ran smooth. There was both an interior and exterior team.

Interior

You can split the interior of the household into three departments: Service, Upkeep and Food Preparation.

Service

Butler: The Butler was the Head of all the household staff. He acted essentially as the manager of a great house, directing the staff on a day to day basis or at events on the command of the lord/lady/employer. Make staff would report mostly yo him and he would be in charge of keeping an eye on them. The Butler had charge of the wine cellars, the dining room, sometimes the pantry as well. As the manager of the house, Butlers were afforded the title of Mr. X. Our favourite examples being of course Mr Carson and Mr Pennyworth.

Valet: The valet was the male servant who handled the dressing of the men of the family. He would be in charge of his master's clothes, ensuring he was always dressed in the right outfit for the right activity (there was a lot) and be in charge of helping him into the outfit in question. The valet would also be in charge of cleanliness, sometimes shaving his master or running his bath. Valets were referred to as Surname and ranked in how their employer's ranked, for example the Lord’s valet would outrank his son's.

Lady's Maid: The lady's maid was similar to the valet. She was in charge of keeping the ladies of the house looking their best and handling their needs. She would style hair, care for jewels, mend clothes, care for clothes and often act as a companion, accompanying her lady on visits or day's out. The lady's maid was referred to by their surname.

Footman: The footman was a male servant who served at table, fetched items, handled heavy lifting such as luggage, opened and closed doors. Most footmen were young men and en chosen for good looks. Footmen polished the silver services at great houses and when called upon would often take on the role of valet to guests without a servant to help. Footmen were referred to as their firstname. Footmen were denoted by rank, the highest being first footman who had charge over the others and would assist the butler in some tasks.

Upkeep

Housekeeper:The housekeeper was second in command but she ran her most of the interior staff, especially those who took care of the house itself. She supervised all female staff. She helped the lady of the house when it came to running events and caring for guests. The housekeeper is always Mrs. Surname even when she's unmarried.

Housemaid: Housemaids clean the house. They would dust, make and strip beds, straighten things up and keep the house looking it's best. The housemaid was a servant that was almost never seen, usually rising early, lighting the fires, cleaning the house as the family moves from room to room. She was called by her Firstname.

Scullery Maid: The scullery maid is the lower ranking maid. She would also have been younger and less experienced. She was in charge of the more unsightly work: laying the fires, scrubbing the floors, emptying chamberpots, cleaning servant's chambers. She may even do mending and washing for other servants. She was called by her first name.

Hall boy: The hall boy was also young and handled the worst jobs. He would polish boots belonging to the family and sometimes staff, cempty the servant's chamberpots and waited on on the higher ranking servants. He was called by his name.

Food Preparation

Cook: The cook or chef was the third highest ranking servant downstairs and they ran their own department. They were in charge of the kitchen staff. All cooks and chefs would meet almost daily with the lady of the house to discuss menus and ordering but would answer to both housekeeper and butler. As with the housekeeper, a female cook or chef is Mrs Surname despite martial status and make cooks/chef are Mr.

Kitchen maid: The kitchen maid helped the cook/chef in preparing the food. She would be one of the first servants up, in charge of lighting the ovens and starting the breakfast for the family and servants. She would clean the kitchen, boil water when needed and bring food up to the servery when needed. She would be called by her first name.

Exterior

The house would needed a team on the outside to handle the stables, the gardens and any outdoor activity.

Gardeners: They would be responsible for the upkeep of the grounds itself, caring for the gardens. There would be multiple at a great house led by a head gardener.

Stableboy/groom/kennelmaster: They would take care of the family's horses and dogs. They would take care of tack, help plan hunts and riding pursuits and handle carriages.

Chauffeur: As automobiles became popular in this period, a chauffeur was needed to drive the family and take car of their motor.

Lives of Servants

Servants were paid very little at this time, mainly because most staff got free room and board. Most of the interior staff would live in the house itself and be supplied meals. Chauffeurs, gardeners etc would live nearby on the estate either as locals or be supplied a house as a staff member. Staff uniforms were also supplied. Days off were rare but not withheld. Permission was needed to leave the house either to visit the shop or take a few days off.

Servants were expected to be obedient, modest and humble at all times. They were expected to stand in the presence of their master's, speak only when spoken to and never question an order. They had to be ready for anything at the drop of a hat. You've set for a dozen guests but now there's five more coming? Tough luck, change the table settings. You get seasick? Nevermind that, your gentleman is going across the sea and as his valet you're going with him, like it or not.

Servants from one house often travelled to with the family to their other residences: the butler, footmen, chef, kitchen maids, lady's maid, valet would all go with the family while everybody else would get left behind. Every house would have its own housekeeper if it could be afforded. Housemaids and other staff needed could be hired locally when needed.

The Daily Routine

The working day of a servant in a grand house was a long arduous one.

Morning: At 6am, the servants rise. The scullery maid gets up and begins lighting the fires, starting with the kitchen. Then she cleans the kitchen top to bottom before the staff get in to cook. The kitchen maid would rise at the same time, helping with the cleaning. She would set for the servant's breakfast and start cooking it. The footmen open the shutters upstairs, cleans whatever tools they will need such as glasses and silverware, tend the lamps and sets for breakfast upstairs. The housemaids go about the house cleaning up after the night before, starting in the rooms that aren't being used (any room that's not the bedrooms). At around 8, the cook rises and starts the day. The kitchen maid serves breakfast to the other servants before returning to the kitchen to eat her own breakfast with the other kitchen staff. After breakfast, the housemaid will change her apron and deliver hot water to each of the bedrooms for the family. At 9, the family rise. Married women have breakfast in bed with all other family members and visitors eating in the dining room. Valets and lady's maids would have dressed them prior, gathering up any clothes to be mended or washed. The footmen and butlers will serve while the housemaids go into each empty room and begin their chores.

Midday: Just before midday, the chef would speak with the lady of the house to discuss menus. At around 11, the staff were permitted their first break, just enough time for a drink usually a cup of tea before they started again. The chef would start preparing for the main dinner of the evening with the lady's approval. Footmen would take their places at entrances or attend the family where he may be needed. At noon, the servants would have their dinner. At 1, the family would sit for their lunch. Once lunch is over, a footman might be permitted to attend personal business (with permission from the butler first) or be sent on errands out of the house such as delivering messages. While the family sit for breakfast, the maids tidy up any room they have been using since getting up.

Afternoon: The family take tea around 4. The footmen clear the tea before heading down to take their tea - a light meal- with the other servants around 5. Afterwards, the footmen will start to light the lamps, close the shutters and draw the curtains. The butler would oversee the laying of the table for dinner with the footmen. The first footman carries the silver, the second the china, while the butler sets the silver and glasses. If a guest is coming, a footman will remain on the door to see them in.

Evening: At 8, the footman or butler signals the start of supper. This is done by the rinibg of the gong or bell which gives the family and any staying guests, 15mins or more to get ready. Valets and lady's maids would already be upstairs at this point, helping their master/mistress. When the family head downstairs, they linger in the drawing room to chat while a footmen keeps an eye on them. Any guests visiting for dinner would be let in by a footman and announced upon entry. The butler announces dinner and escorts the family in. The footman serve the food while the butler pours the wine (chosen by the Lord with the butler's help). The footman stay in the dining room all throughout dinner, excepting when they go to the servery to collect the food from the kitchen maid. They serve and clear the plates for every course. When dinner is over, a footman will stay with the men while they drink their port while another serves the ladies their coffee in the drawing room. While dinner is on, the housemaid would tidy the empty rooms, check the fires and turn down the beds. At 9, the servants eat their supper while the family chill. When supper is over and the family is done for the night, the valets and lady's maids would ready their masters for bed. A footman would wait in the hall with candlesticks for the family and show any departing guest out. The kitchen staff would start to clean up while the butler starts locking up the house. The staff would get to bed about 11:30 - 12.

[hometoursandotherstuff]

The Rinckel Mansion is an 1876 Victorian Italianate in Carson City, Nevada and is decorated nicely, except for the kitchen remodel. 4bds, 3ba. $2.4M.

This is the only photo of the entrance hall, which is a weird choice.

The sitting room is so fancy, isn't it? All of the original moldings and woodwork is intact and the professionally painted ceiling is amazing.

This is one of 2 dining rooms. At some point it was a bed & breakfast, and has since been maintained by the current owners. Isn't that a nice alcove in the front of the room?

This is another dining room. The two front rooms would typically be sitting rooms, and this would be the dining room.

The kitchen is industrial, unchanged from when it was a business. I don't like the cabinetry, except for the antique Hoosier cabinet.

This room, currently used as a home office, has a beautiful alcove with a starry wall and ceiling.

The 2nd fl. hall at the top of the stairs.

Love the alcoves in the rooms. This is lovely.

The bedrooms are spacious, but if it was a B&B, there are only 4 bds and not all of them have dedicated bathrooms.

And, this is bedroom #3.

Bedroom #4 is set up as a family room.

This shower room is kind of a disjointed reno.

And, bath #2 is down a side hall.

In the yard is a porch and a very large pergola.

9,583 sq. ft. lot with lots of parking on the sides.

[changingplumbob]

Foster Household: Chapter 9, Part 3

James: So this is Ariadne

Ariadne: Hi Mr Foster

Harvey: Please, call me Harvey. I’m so excited to finally meet you, James has been singing your praises

Ariadne: You have a relaxing aura

Harvey: Thank you, I don’t really know what that means but it sounds like a compliment. You like fishing?

Ariadne: I love the outdoors

Harvey: So do I! Well we have a bunch of basic stuff, and the fishing hut is right over there if you need anything special. Or you might just enjoy the sea. Either way it’d be great to have you in the fishing club

Carson walks down to the beach after his appointment and is going to catch up with his mum when he hears the worst sound in the world, the voice of his brother.

Reece: Where have you been loser

Carson: None of your damn business egghead

Kayleigh: Boys, calm down, I’m trying to paint

Reece: Whatever, you probably weren’t doing anything interesting anyway, you never do

Carson: Yeah well at least I don’t use my partner as a substitute to appearing interesting

Reece: I’m plenty interesting idiot

Carson: Numbskull

Kayleigh: Reece, why don’t you go fish with your dad. Carson, that teen over there would probably like some company

Reece: Teen over- oh is that your girlfriend? Shall I read your diary and find out? We'll be even then

Carson: Unlike you when I start dating someone I’ll introduce them to mum and dad, not sneak them upstairs like I’m ashamed of them

Reece: Knew you hadn’t kissed anyone yet

Carson: Shut up, like you kissed anyone before Samir

Reece: I could have if I wanted to, unlike you I’m attractive

Carson: Attractive to a pig maybe

Kayleigh: Enough boys, break it up. Carson, go. Reece, shoo

Trying to put his brother out of his mind Carson walked over to Ariadne who was gazing at the sea.

Carson: Uh... hi

Ariadne: Hey Carson, good to see you

Carson hadn’t expected her to be so warm, or remember his name really. Ariadne was the year below him at school and even though they had had some mixed classes he hadn’t figured he’d be memorable to her.

Ariadne: Since we’re not at school and around everyone I wanted to say thank you

Carson: Thank you? For what?

Ariadne smiled and Carson felt himself smiling back even though he wasn’t sure what she was happy about.

Ariadne: My first day at school. I was super nervous and told everyone I live with my dad’s in Willow Creek. Since your dad is friends with James you had to have known I was adopted

Carson: I did, or I do

Ariadne: Exactly. You could have outed me, told everyone I was adopted and that my dads aren’t my dads but you didn’t. It... well it meant a lot to me, to not have to have any of those conversations when I was trying to fit in

Carson: So do none of them know James and Alexander adopted you?

Ariadne: Roger and Scarlett do, they’ve been to my house. Well...

Carson: The mansion?

Ariadne: It’s crazy big! Who needs so much space? But anyway yeah, they know. But I do worry about others finding out

Carson: Ah, you mean Artemisia I presume

Ariadne: She’s so beautiful but so mean

Carson: Beautiful? I guess she’s not bad

Ariadne: I’m sure she has half the school fawning over her

Carson: Well I wouldn’t put myself in that half, especially not with you around

He does have to take a moment to look at the sand after that, he couldn’t bear it if she laughed at his futile flirting attempts.

Ariadne: You wouldn’t?

Carson: No. Would... would you be in that half?

Ariadne: Some days but... I think there’s more than one way to be beautiful. She’s not the only one at school I find cute

Carson: Who else do you find cute

Ariadne: Oh Carson, that would be telling

Ariadne’s phone buzzes and she pulls it out of her pocket.

Ariadne: *smiling* Roger. I mean... the text is from him. He’s sorting out details for tonight

Carson: Oh... You’re going to the dance with him?

Ariadne: Just as friends to get the discounted ticket price, my dads may be loaded but Alexander does like to save some simoleons when he can. Will I see you there?

Carson: I’m not much of a dancer

Ariadne: That’s okay, we could just sit and talk. I mean... you don’t have to talk to me obviously. You’ve got your own friends

Before Carson can respond Harvey calls for him, it’s almost time for him to go to scouts. Managing a quick goodbye he goes to help Kayleigh pack up her paints.

After making sure Carson caught the right ferry Harvey headed out on to the water. He hadn’t managed to catch much in the morning but hopefully the deep water would yield better results. Moving to Sulani was definitely the right choice for him, he loved time outside and snow impacted his ability to fish. He had no misconceptions, it was Kayleigh’s money that had gotten them this life. He just hoped to fill it with grandchildren soon.

Back inside Kayleigh had some visitors, her daughter Keira and her new wife Marta.

Keira: It’s good to see you mum

Kayleigh: I wasn’t expecting you two today, the BBQ isn’t until tomorrow

Marta: We know, we just missed you

Kayleigh: Oh thanks sweetie. What’s new with you two

Marta: Our neighbour had kittens but Keira won’t let us adopt one

Keira: You don’t want a kitten and an infant at the same time

Marta: But... kitten

Kayleigh: Are you denying my daughter in law furbabies?

Keira: Okay it’s not fair for you to both gang up on me. Any animal takes training and care, people think cats are no effort but you’ve got to look after them properly

Kayleigh: I suppose you are an expert

Keira: Damn right I am, I have the student loan to prove it

Kayleigh: We paid for your degree

Keira: I... I have the paper to prove it

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[fipindustries]

claw/spy x family spouse swap

Loid Forger/Mia Hurst: they catch on the truth about the other one in about 10 minutes, but neither will admit they know the truth to the other so they get stuck in this really stupid cold war chicken game of who blinks first. Loid wants to use Mia's connections to the criminal world to get intel, Mia wants to find out everything about Loid's org just for the sake of having more tools in her arsenal and be better prepared. they never stop flawlessly performing the perfect little couple routine. in some ways Mia is actually more relaxed because she knows how to handle someone like loid and doesnt have to deal with the uncertainty of wether he is really in love with her or not.

the sad truth is that loid cant help but actually start getting a bit of a crush on her when he sees how effective, efficient, smart and strong operator she is.

now i see Mia and Ripley as a package since she kidnapped her way before meeting carson. which means ripley and anya would be sisters. anya is terrified of Mia, specially because when she reads her mind things are a bit more confusing than they usually are, which is actually really frustrating for Mia. Loid finds out that ripley is kidnapped and so he has to make a choice, does he do the right thing and return her to natalie? but that might draw way too much unwanted attention to his marriage. he asks fiona to quietly make natalie dissapear. what fiona didnt count on was a certain journalist being there to record it all...

Yor Forger/Carson Hurst: carson finds out about yor's actual work, at first yor is like "oh no, i have to kill him now because he found out the truth, and he was so hot too! :(" but then carson is like "no, actually im super into this, in fact can i join your little group? sounds fun". at first yor is super hesitant that her leader would even go for it but after five minutes talking to the guy carson immediatly charms his way into the assasin group. they are now a super duper hot awesome kickass assasin duo. Carson somehow manages to even charm Yuri into liking him.

tyr can be a dynamo of a kid but yor has the stregth and stamina to keep up with him, teaches him how to channel his boundless energy into martial arts.

one day they are assigned a new objective. David Calvacanti. when they are out there together scouting the terrain, figuring out the best approach to infiltrate into his mansion and kill him they see a young teenage girl trying to escape...

[mostlysignssomeportents]

This day in history

THIS WEDNESDAY (October 23) at 7PM, I'll be in DECATUR, GEORGIA, presenting my novel THE BEZZLE at EAGLE EYE BOOKS.

#10yrsago Mercilessly pricking the bubbles of AI, Big Data, machine learning https://spectrum.ieee.org/machinelearning-maestro-michael-jordan-on-the-delusions-of-big-data-and-other-huge-engineering-efforts

#10yrsago American businesses devour themselves to enrich the 1% https://www.nakedcapitalism.com/2014/10/goldman-makes-it-official-that-the-stock-market-is-manipulated-buybacks-drive-valuations.html

#10yrsago WATCH: top Scientologists heaping abuse on apostate https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EG70fhg0wL4

#5yrsago Griefer terrorizes baby by taking over their Nest babycam…again https://www.siliconvalley.com/2019/10/18/the-voice-from-our-nest-camera-threatened-to-steal-our-baby/

#5yrsago It’s dismayingly easy to make an app that turns a smart-speaker into a password-stealing listening device and sneak it past the manufacturer’s security checks https://arstechnica.com/information-technology/2019/10/alexa-and-google-home-abused-to-eavesdrop-and-phish-passwords/

#5yrsago A shrewd guess about the Haunted Mansion’s mysterious Squeaky Door Ghost https://longforgottenhauntedmansion.blogspot.com/2019/10/the-squeaky-door-ghost.html

#5yrsago Rep Katie Porter: an Elizabeth Warren protege and single mom who destroys bumbling, mediocre rich guys in Congressional hearings https://newrepublic.com/article/155268/house-representative-katie-porter-schools-ben-carson-orea-jamie-dimon

#5yrsago Haunted Mansion/Ikea mashup tee https://www.teepublic.com/t-shirt/4196890-haunted-mansion-ikea-instructions

#1yrago The internet's original sin https://pluralistic.net/2023/10/21/the-internets-original-sin/

Tor Books as just published two new, free LITTLE BROTHER stories: VIGILANT, about creepy surveillance in distance education; and SPILL, about oil pipelines and indigenous landback.

[seandwalsh]

Is it possible that Madame Clairvoya from Luigi’s Mansion is actually a Shaman from Super Mario RPG?

I’m sure many of you are familiar with the Shamans from Super Mario RPG, which went on to play a major role in Paper Mario, Paper Mario: the Thousand Year Door and Super Paper Mario. These odd folk are are depicted as magicians and fortune tellers. Many use Crystal Balls to predict the future and guide Mario on his adventures, usually by reading the Stars.

In Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door, we received some elaboration on who these Shamans are:

About Merlon on the east side of Rogueport and Merluvlee underground... Ol' Wonky hears they're from a strange tribe that names people by profession. So, for example, if someone did the same work as Merlon, they'd have the same name... So there could be Merlons all over. Don't you find that strange? Wonky does!

[Source: Wonky, Info guy, Non-player character in Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door, October 2004]

Meanwhile in Super Paper Mario, Shamans became the focus of the game, where they are revealed to be the descendants of the Tribe of Ancients, a people who had magic powerful enough to predict the distant future and transfer spirits of the dead into “Thinking Tools” called Pixls.

So yeah, ever heard of an advanced civilization called the Tribe of Ancients? They were, like, a thousand times smarter than you or me.

[Source: Garson, Owner of The Underwhere, Non-player character in Super Paper Mario, April 2007]

So yeah, you meet Merlon and Merlee yet? They're descendants of the Ancients and distantly related to each other, I hear.

[Source: Garson, Owner of The Underwhere, Non-player character in Super Paper Mario, April 2007]

So do you know how the Pixls came to be? A powerful magician among the Ancients created them about 3,000 years ago. He did it by transferring a spirit into a vessel he created for that purpose. He's said to have created 12 Pixls like this before he passed away. But his apprentices kept researching Pixls after his game ended... They learned to create many more Pixls based on his original 12. These Pixls became widely used as 'thinking tools' for the grateful Ancients. Through the work of many Pixls, the Ancients prospered as they never had before.

[Source: Carson, Owner of The Overthere, Non-player character in Super Paper Mario, April 2007]

In Luigi’s Mansion, Madame Clairvoya is a fortune teller who uses a Crystal Ball to read Mario’s items and guide Luigi. Her senses from reading the Crystal Ball are incredibly similar to those of the Shamans, with both seeing locations and people from the present or near future within their Crystal Balls and interpreting what they see into advice for the heroes. It’s also stated that Madame Clairvoya can see nearly 49 days into the future thanks to her close connection to the spirit world.

Madame Clairvoya actually wears similar clothing to many Shamans, particularly Shaman women, such as long robes, a headscarf and a veil covering her mouth. While the Shamans have largely been covered by shadows throughout their appearances thanks to their outfits, they are described as humans several times in Super Paper Mario, which aligns with Madame Clairvoya’s clearly human appearance.

Madame Merlar from Paper Mario and Merlumina from Super Paper Mario both return as ghosts long after their deaths and continue to serve as helpful guides, as is the case with Madame Clairvoya.

Madame Clairvoya also describes the Crystal Ball she uses as a "symbol of [her] clan”. This clan could very well be the Tribe of Ancients, whose descendants are shown to consistently use Crystal Balls to perform their work.

Finally - and this is what really got me to consider this possibility in the first place - the Japanese name of every member of the Tribe of Ancients and their descendants follows the same naming conventions, with all of their names being a play-on-words with the addition of the endings "ēru", "āru" or simply "ru", originating from the Japanese name of the Shaman species in Super Mario RPG, "Supēru". This also applies to Madame Clairvoya, whose Japanese name is “Madamu Miēru”.

What do you guys think? Could Madame Clairvoya actually be a descendant of the Ancients? If so, this is certainly a very interesting connection from Luigi’s Mansion back to Super Mario RPG and Paper Mario, though it wouldn’t be the first!

[mungo-grubb]

Vitality Inc. - Bryan & the Wonder Protein Shake Part II

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The flight and limo ride took a while to reach the ranch, but Bryan’s excitement kept him eager to arrive at his destination. As Bryan arrived at Michael’s ranch with his duffel over his shoulder, he was met and welcomed by the house manager, Mr. Carson.

“Welcome to the ranch, Bryan.” Said Mr. Carson. Michael felt awful that he could not meet you personally when you arrived, but he sends his regards. “I am here to show you where you will be staying and provide a tour of the compound. Since you already submitted your signed NDA, we can move ahead with the tour.”

Instead of heading into the main house, Mr. Carson took Bryan to an electric cart and placed his duffle in the back. “Hop in, Bryan. We will first drop off your things at the Bunkhouse where you will be staying on the property, and then I will take you around.”

A bit confused but going with the flow, Bryan hopped into the passage side, and they started down the side trail. As they drove past the massive mansion and headed down a dirt road, Mr. Carson explained that he would stay at the bunkhouse. He will have it all to himself, and it is equipped with everything that he may need. The Bunk is fully loaded with food, refreshments, a gym, a video recording studio, and more. Our host, Mr. Michael, would like you to make yourself at home.  

Per the agreement, the kitchen is fully stocked with Wonder Protein Shakes. Please try it, and practice making promotional videos with it. Mr. Michael will review the footage and provide feedback later in the week.

"Oh, you will not have cell service while on the ranch due to our privacy policy."

Bryan, a bit overwhelmed, just nodded while taking everything in.         

As they arrived at the Bunk, Bryan was in shock at the size of the house. The two-story ranch-style house was larger than any bunkhouse he had ever seen. “This is a mansion, and it was all mine.” Said Bryan.

“Well as long as you are staying with us.” Replied Mr. Carson.

Bryan corrected himself with an “Oh yeah, right!”

“I am going to place your belongings upstairs in your room. Why don’t you head into the kitchen and help yourself to something to eat and drink?”        

Mr. Carson disappeared up the stairs as Bryan headed down the hallway to the kitchen. 

Mr. Carson was not lying, the kitchen was stocked with all of Bryan’s favorites, such as chips, snacks, and different types of cheese. In the fridge, were multiple shelves supplied with rows of the Power Protein Shake with a small note on one, “Enjoy! – Mr. M.”.  

Bryan, keen on trying the product, grabbed one off the shelf and popped it open. “Bottoms Up!”

The Power Protein Shake tasted just like a chocolate milkshake. “This is unbelievable!” Scanning the nutrition label, Bryan was amazed to see 0 carbs and 50 grams of protein.

“Fuck, this cannot be real. It is too good.” Slamming the rest of the protein drink down his throat. “Bbbbuuuurrrpp!”

Bryan heard “Nice one” from behind him. Mr. Carson was standing there with a polite smile.

“Sorry,” said Bryan.

“No worries, lad, grab a few for the road with some cheese and crackers, and I will show you some more.”   

The rest of the day, Mr. Carson drove Bryan around the compound and showed him the pool, the pastures, walking trails, the lake, and the barn before dropping him back off at the Bunkhouse.  

“Settle in and get some sleep, Bryan.” Said Mr. Carson. “Breakfast will be provided, and then feel free to start your routine and recording.”

“What about Mr. Michael?” asked Bryan.

“Oh, he will sync up with you later this week. For the time being, he has provided some instructions on your kitchen counter. Good night.”

“Good night, Mr. Carson.”

Bryan headed to the kitchen to see what his instructions were from his generous host.

Welcome to my ranch,

I apologize that I could not meet you today in person, however, I look forward to meeting you later this week. In the meantime, according to our previous discussions and our contract, I’d like you to drink my shakes and record promotional material during your day-to-day activities (e.g., working out, hiking, swimming, or relaxing around the Bunk. I want to market this product as a healthy everyday protein drink for the active guy. Your brand is “Dairy Makes the Body,” I would love to see my protein shake make you huge.

Housekeeping and the kitchen will be restocked daily. If you need anything else, just ask Mr. Carson.  

Mr. M.

Not able to sleep from the excitement, Bryan explored his new accommodations with a shake in one hand and a block of cheese in the other.

***  

The next morning, Bryan awoke groggy with the sun. He was used to starting his chores on the farm around 4:30 AM, which often prevented him from sleeping in. While glancing over at the clock, reading 7:00 AM, he noticed the three open Power Protein shake containers and the cheese wrappers.

“Wow, I don’t remember having that many shakes, but I will hit the gym harder today to make up for last night.”     

Bryan threw on some briefs and made his way down the stairs toward the kitchen. He planned to grab a couple of shakes and made his way into the gym, but as he turned the corner, he ran into a tall, fit, blonde man in an apron.

“Oh sorry,” said Bryan quickly trying to cover up his morning semi-chub outlined by his underwear.

“No worries, man. I’m Stephan, your personal chef and nutrition consultant. I would have thought Mr. Carson would have told you that breakfast would be provided.”

“Oh, yes, you’re right, he did. Sorry, I forgot.” Said Bryan frozen in the doorway.     

 “Come in, sit at the table. I was provided a list with all your favorites, and I have made a special plan to assist you in your workouts while here on the ranch.”

“What, really?!?” Bryan was again surprised by the good fortune of his situation.  

“For your first day, I made you a cheesy four-egg omelet, buttered toast, and a protein shake. I will have your meals ready for you in the morning and the evening. For lunch, have a protein shake until full. We can adjust the plan, as we go along.”   

“Heck yeah! I love that I don’t have to worry about meal prep.”

Stephan serves Bryan at the table and goes back to his prep station. Bryan stared, completely enamored with the Thor-like chef in front of him. Then Bryan took a bite and almost came instantly into his briefs. The omelet was so gooey and cheesy that it melted over his tongue. This was peak farm fresh!

Bryan daydreamed about his chef as he ate. Noticing the rather large stain of precum at the tip of his erection, he had to wait until Stephan left the kitchen before, he could escape up to his room to avoid being seen.     

Safely back in his room, Bryan jumped back into bed and quickly got to work on his morning wood while thinking about Stephan. Stroking his average size shaft with one hand and rubbing his pecs and abs with the other. Bryan loved to feel his strength and muscles when he worked on his pole. His mind focused on what Stephan might be packing under that apron, when he erupted all over his thigh.  

With his head cleared Bryan was ready to start the day (For real this time). He showered, cleaned up, and put on some running shorts, a black tank top, and his ball cap.

Still full of breakfast, Bryan made his way to the recording studio to start his video journaling.

Day 1

Even though he knows no one is going to see it other than Michael, Bryan started his video blogging to practice and get some material.  

“Hey guys, Bryan here, I’ve been tapped to promote this amazing new protein shake by Vitality.” Taking a sip, ‘It’s sooo good! Umm, I am really excited to spend the next couple of weeks with you in the gym and achieve some epic gains!”

Bryan spent a couple of hours taking a handheld camera around the house. He showed the gym, the kitchen, and around the Bunkhouse. 

For lunch, he grabbed a few shakes and went for a walk on the nature trails. When he returned, he was finally ready to hit the gym.

"I believe it is an arms and abs day". Having the gym all to himself, Bryan cranked up some music and began to pump.  

After about two hours working up a good sweat, Bryan felt accomplished and hungry. He cleaned up and headed back to the kitchen (Secretly hoping that Stephan was there).

“Hey there big guy,” said Stephan. “Good workout?”

“Oh, hey – yeah! Arms and abs today.” Replied Bryan, flexing a bit to impress Stephan.

“Looking solid.” Grab a shake and have a seat. Dinner should be ready shortly.

Bryan and Stephan chatted away, getting to know each other while Stephan served up dinner.

“Extra-cheesy rice, broccoli, and grilled chicken.”      

Bryan inhaled the plate and asked, “This is fantastic! Is there more?”

Of course, while bringing the pan over to the table. “I am glad you like it. Help yourself.”

As Stephan cleaned up the kitchen, Bryan ate until he was stuffed.

“All right big man, get some sleep, and I will see you again for breakfast.”

A little sad that Stephan was leaving, Bryan relaxed on the couch, digesting his meal, until he drifted off to sleep. 

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[saintsir4n]

Could you do one where Brian knew he fell in love with Carson 💙💙

FALLIN’, DREAMIN’

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IT was a gradual feeling. That was for sure. Between the kisses and touches, and whispers of sweet nothings, that’s where the feelings truly blossomed.

The first time Brian saw Carson was like a vivid dream — a fantasy he never knew he could have or even desire. The more he stared at her, the more he believed pink could become his favourite colour. Her smile was enough to make his heart flutter and her voice made her hang onto every word. And when he saw the car she drove he damn near stopped breathing.

Carson beating him was something he didn’t know could happen, let alone in a race he thought would be primarily against Dom. He was elated and turned on when she crossed the line seconds before Dom and him in his steaming car.

Next came their first dance, shortly after she defended him to the team. It was to a Tyrese song and she was shocked at how well he could handle her. Her curves glided perfectly in his hands which were caressed with care. Their hearts beat as one to the melody they were lost in.

Jealousy had always been a thing for Brian. He knew what he had with Carson was real even if his initial intentions weren’t. Johnny Tran wasn’t a threat but made sure the police bust made on his mansion was done by him especially. And there was Vince, who never hesitated to comment on their relationship, or him, damn near almost ruining his chances with Carson at every turn. But Brian always took pleasure in wiping his grin off his face.

And although lust and adoration drew him to Carson.

He was sure that love bound him to her.

It was uncontrollable and he accepted it the second he knew it was true.

He never questioned it even though it went against every principle of his job.

But Carson was worth every second he spent anxious that any moment his cover could be blown and the operation would be busted. She was worth more than his job, or even the freedom he risked just by getting more and more close to her.

Carson Baker was his love and he was hers — he was certain of it.

Feeling Brian’s intense gaze on her, Carson looked up from the paintbrush she held and turned toward him. He sat, arms crossed in the busy garage seemingly lost in his thoughts.

“What are you smilin’ at lover boy?” She teased, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks.

Brian blinked quickly before he innocently shrugged, “Nothin’”

“Well since you’re lyin’, come and help me with this paint job.” She waved the paintbrush around without letting the contents drip onto her overalls.

“No please?” He rose a questioning brow as he got up, and strode over.

She stood up also, allowing a grin to break through her face when he towered over her.

Carson cheekily retorted, “If it was a question I would’ve said it.”

“Damn, now I know why you get called a brat,” Brian said, tutting and shaking his head at her.

“Only now?” She cocked her head to the side.

“Nah, but I don’t care, give me the brush Sonny.”

As she let the paintbrush drop into his hand, his lips grazed hers, causing her eyes to briefly flutter shut. It was a slow kiss at first, but gradually with every second, he poured more into it. It felt more than any of kiss they’d shared. More personal, more passionate, more…love?

Carson couldn’t be sure, but she wouldn’t say it, not now.

“What was that for?” She asked, with a small gasp once he pulled away, sporting a boyish smile.

Brian simply replied, “Just wanted to.”

She giggled, “Well give me another one.”

Preparing to do just that, they heard a voice call out behind them.

“Don’t give her another one!”

It was Jesse, who pretended to gag at the sight.

Carson groaned, “Shut up Jesse!”

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hope you enjoy!

[jakisimmer]

Even amidst rumors of cheating and the end of the relationship between the socialite and actress Chelsea Roberts and the model Tommy Carson, Chelsea posted a photo dressed up with Tommy for yet another Simblreen party held at Luca Maglioni's mansion.

[kendallroydefender]

It’s not rotten work. Not for me. Not if it’s you. (Kendall Roy x fem!reader) Part l

Summary: When the reader follows her boss Roman Roy to a weird work trip his father had planned to do family therapy, she didn’t knew what would happen and how this night would change her life… and Kendall’s. (Based on the "it’s not rotten work. Not for me not if it’s you.“ quote by Anne Carson.) (Roman is slightly out of character)

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The first day was exhausting. You weren’t even part of the family, you were only an assistant but the aftermaths of what happened today laid heavy in the room. Logan had asked you to come to this mansion where they were apparently going to try out family therapy. You had found it weird that Roman hadn’t asked you himself since you were his assistant and almost never had anything to do with his father. Now it was clear why, the Roy siblings weren’t aware that this was just business for Logan. You were leaning against a kitchen counter in Connors weird mansion.

It was silent as you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. Looking at the Caller ID your breath hitched. Kendall. You touched Romans shoulder to get his attention, silently showing him your phone before you picked up the call. "Hey.“ you said softly. "Heeey, y/n!“ Kendall said on the other side. He sounded different and your brows scrunched together immediately in worry. "Are you okay?“ you asked and he started to ramble about the house of some guys he met at a bar and the drugs. You closed your eyes for a moment biting your lip. ‚Fuck.’ You thought before getting him to drop you a pin so you could pick him up. "We will be there in ten! Don’t leave.“ you said before you hung up. Nodding to the younger Roy brother who looked expectingly at you "Let’s go, I’ll fill you in on the drive.“ he nodded before telling the room „Uhm we- we have to go - will be back soon.“. The two of you hurried to a car and you told Roman the directions.

After a fifteen minute drive you two found yourself in front of a rather run-down looking house. For all you knew the drive could have taken hours - you were so nervous and your leg hadn’t stopped shaking the whole drive. After a short talk with some guy at the door he opened it for you to come in. The sight you were presented with broke your heart. Kendall was sitting in this dirty house fumbling with a pipe. He looked so small and broken, he was a shell of the man he used to be just weeks ago.

"What is that?“ Roman asked nodding towards the object in his hands "Meth.“ one of the guys answered "Who’s that?“ one of men asked "She’s hot.“ another guy commented and you rolled your eyes. While Roman talked more to the addicts, you went and kneeled down infront of Kendall. "Hey Ken.“ you said softly and his eyes snapped up to meet yours. "Hey Y/n.“ he said with a smile spreading on his lips for a second before it disappeared again as he fumbled with a lighter. You covered his hands with yours. "Come, give me that.“ you said to him in a soft voice and after a second he let go of the two objects. You laid them on the table behind you where someone picket the pipe up immediately. "Let’s get you out of here, okay?“ you asked and after he nodded you stood up pulling him with you, taking his hand in yours. "Well have good evening gentlemen.“ Roman said before opening the door. Outside he laid his hand on Kendall’s shoulder giving him squeeze and a tight lipped smile. A rare intimate moment between the brothers. You went to the back seats of the car so you could sit with Kendall. You took his hand in yours again and softly caressed the back of his hand with your thumb. Your phone made a sound and you looked at the screen. "Shit! Rome your call.“ you said. Roman told Kendall what he had to do as you studied the man beside you. He told his younger brother that it was okay and opened the window. As Roman did the business call your mind couldn’t stay on your bosses call, you just looked at Kendall who was staring out of the window eyes unfocused on anything.

Arriving at the villa you were met with the whole family in the kitchen. Seemingly you stumbled into a fight between Shiv and Logan. Verbal punches were thrown from the older man and you could do nothing but notice his kids take them.

Shiv walked out of the kitchen after an especially hurtful thing Logan said. Tom went after her down the corridor. You thought you had seen tears in her eyes, you’re eyes stayed in the direction the two went down until you heard Kendall clear his throat. Your eyes snapped at the dark haired man in an instant.

"I was born lucky, im a lucky person. I realize that. And you’re so fucking jealous, aren’t you?“ Kendalls voice could be heard. You held your breath in anticipation of what was going to happen now. "You’re so fucking jealous of what you’ve given your own kids, you can’t- you can’t handle it. You- you can’t work it out.“ Kendall said and you could see Logans face darkening with every word. "If I had spoken to my uncle like that-" Logan started before Kendall interrupted him "Hm? What would evil uncle Noah do? Calling your daughter a coward til she cries?“ Kendall shot back at his father, who stood up angrily and walked over towards Kendall until they were directly facing each other. Marcia had tried to stop him. You were still standing next to Kendall, not daring to move even the slightest. There was a tense few seconds that felt like a lifetime where the two just stared at each other. You could see Logans angry look and Kendalls daring almost amused look. "You. You are a fucking nobody.“ Were Logans words to his son. He grabbed an apple on his way out of the kitchen while muttering the sentence again to himself. Kendall took a sip of his beer. You made eye contact with Roman, who stood close to you with his eyebrows raised. You gave him a nod, silently telling him you would go with his brother. Touching Kendall’s arm to get his attention you looked into his eyes "How about we go to my room, huh?“ you asked him. He put his bottle down and followed you.

As you went away Connor asked „What’s up with these two?“ In a kind manner, Roman just shrugged as an answer, not wanting to talk right now but also because he wasn’t sure himself of what was going on between his assistant and his brother. He was aware that you two had feelings for each other, or at least he assumed it. He also knew you and Kendall had developed a friendship. But he didn’t thought that there was more to that. He had asked Kendall if the two of you had fucked and he asked you the same question. Getting an serious sounding 'No' from Kendall and a 'Shut up you pervert.‘ from you, paired with an eyeroll.

"She would be good for him.“ The eldest brother said after a moment of silence.

"Here sit down, okay?“ you told Kendall and as he sat on the edge of the bed he pulled his shoes off. He pressed his face into your stomach. Squeezing his eyes shut. You started softly playing with his hair. You could feel him shaking, he was crying. You bent down pressing a kiss to his head. Your heart broke for the millionth time this evening. You knew how much the Roy Children yearned for their fathers approval. "You are a nobody“ these words must have stung. Kendall was raised to only live for the company.

When you calmed him down a bit more, you went to your suitcase and searched for a shirt you knew you had in there. Kendall took a look at the fabric and felt like tearing up again - it was his shirt. One he gave you when you came over to his apartment and spilled something on your shirt. He didn’t thought you would have kept it. Didn’t thought it meant anything to you. It was just a plain gray T-Shirt but he remembered how beautiful he thought you looked wearing it. To be honest he always thought you looked gorgeous but seeing you in his clothes did something to his heart he hadn’t felt since first met Rava.

After he put on the shirt and took his pants off you helped him lay down, sitting down next to him after you pulled the covers over him. You caressed his cheek for a while with a small smile on your face. "You’re going to be okay.“ you said even though you weren’t sure yourself but you wanted to believe it, badly. His big brown sad eyes looked at you with a shimmer of hope flashing through them.

"Can you stay?“ Kendall asked looking up at you with a slightly panicked look on his face. "Of course - I’ll stay as long as you want me to.“ you told him honestly.

You slipped under the covers and cuddled more into him. "Is that okay?“ you asked and he nodded pulling you even closer. It broke your heart. You had seen Kendall down and depressed but never this vulnerable with you. You started to scratch his head, playing with his short dark hair. You waited as his breath became slower and his body grew heavier next to you. Only when you were sure that he was asleep you let yourself drift off too. Still entangled in each other you slept the whole night.

He woke up before you. His eyes opening - he was confused where he was for a moment before the memories of last nights events came crashing back into his mind. He pressed his hand against his eye before opening his eyes again, taking a deep breath - settling on your sleeping form next to him. You looked so peaceful and a warm feeling spread in his chest. The morning light shimmered over you. Just for a moment he let himself imagine what it would be like if this was his life, waking up next to you every morning. His eyes wandered to his pants that laid on the chair in the room. There were still two bags of coke in the pocket. He knew he had to make a decision. He had to get sober again if he wanted to be with you. You couldn’t be mixed up with this - he couldn’t pull you down with him. You deserved better. And while everything in him screamed to get high again he knew he couldn’t. Because you picked up the phone, you came to get him and you had stayed the whole night next to him. Nobody had stayed or was there for him without ulterior motives in a long time, but you. He trusted you more than anyone. You made his heart beat quicker and a warm feeling spreading in his stomach. But what if you had only stayed because you had pitied him. Or because you didn’t want to lose your job? What if you had feelings for your Boss and only did help him because of that? But you wouldn’t do that. He knew you enough to know this much. You could have slept at another room, hell there were like hundred bedrooms in Connors weird villa. Also you had helped him before and the two of you met from time to time to watch shitty movies Waystar had produced. You had kept his shirt. You even brought it with you to this depressing work trip. It could mean nothing, maybe you’d forgotten who you’ve gotten it from. But it was something. A silver lining.

Before he could get lost in his thoughts anymore you stirred slightly and let out a soft noise wich made Kendall smile. When your eyes opened they met his immediately. His smile made your heart flutter. This was how he should look all the time. Happiness is what he deserved. For a moment you wanted to indulge in this moment acting as if this was just a normal morning. Just like he did a few minutes ago. You hugged him closer, hiding your face in his neck. Kendall had to close his eyes feeling tears well up in his eyes. He had dreamed so often about this but not like this not while he was at one of his lowest points. He wanted to travel the world with you, take you out to all the best restaurants or rent the whole movie theater for a whole day just for the two of you.

When you leaned back from his neck again with a smile still adorning your lips you cupped his cheek for a moment. "I’m going to get us something to eat.“ you said "Just a few more minutes?“ he asked his voice hoarse. Not wanting to let go of this fantasy of him. You nodded and relaxed into his embrace again. you were awake but your eyes were closed, your fingers lightly rubbing circles onto his chest. He rested on his back one arm resting under your head, his lips pressed softly against your hair. A glimpse into what your life together could look like. After 20 minutes you stood up pulling on some sweatpants and a hoodie. He grabbed his own jeans.

Kendall contemplated something in the meantime and before he could change his mind again he spoke

"Before you go… uhm… could you..“ he stopped for a moment and you waited for him patiently. "I have coke in my pocket. And I want you- could you throw it away?“ he asked only meeting your eyes after he stopped talking. You nodded "If you’re sure, yeah I can do that.“ This time he was the one who nodded. "Okay.“ you said softly taking the bags out of his hand. "I’m proud of you.“ you told him while maintaining eye contact, you heard him take a sharp inhale hearing your words. You pressed a kiss onto his temple before you went to the en-suite bathroom to flush the drugs down the toilet.

"Let me make us some breakfast.“ you said when you came back into the bedroom. "I will be back in a few.“ You assured him before unlocking the door and going down to the kitchen.

In the kitchen everyone was already sitting in different spots. The mood seemed very tense but then again when wasn’t it around the Roy Family.

"Morning“ Roman said to you and you gave him a smile back. He got up and stood next to you while you cracked open an egg into a pan. "How- how is he?“ he asked "He’s- I don’t know really.“ Roman nodded before telling you "Listen I don’t need you today for this therapy shit. So you can just like spent the day with him or whatever.“ you stirred the eggs for a moment "Thank you.“ you said looking at him now. He gave you a weird half committed sound. You placed the food onto three plates, handing him one. "Oh thank you.“ he smiled. On your way out you gave a nod and a small „Morning.“ to Connor, Willa, Shiv and Tom. Ignoring Logan and his wife completely while you were glad they hadn’t spoken a word while you were in the room because you couldn’t promise not to blow up. You would never understand how someone could treat their own children like the Roy patriarch did.

You came back into the bedroom and locked the door behind you. Kendall laid on the bed staring up at the ceiling, when he noticed you a small smile spread on his face. His eyes still held a deep sadness in them but even this small smile was a step forward.

"I don’t deserve you.“ he said with a chuckle and you put the plates down "Stop saying that Kendall.“ you scorned him lightly. "You’re important to me - I care about you. Also you do deserve good things. Now eat something.“ you told him handing him a plate and a fork. You two ate in silence. Both thinking about what had happened last night, what it would mean for the future.

Later that same day after you had checked in with the other assistants for a briefing you found yourself next to Kendall on the bed in your room, wich he hadn’t left all day. „You must be fed up always having to look after me, huh?“ Kendall asked and you paused for a moment before answering honestly. "I’m not. It’s not something I dread. Or feel forced to do. Not if it’s you.“ you told him. "Kendall I care about you so much. That’s why I do this - because I love you.“ tears gathered in his eyes at your words. You leaned in and pressed a kiss to his cheek. It was a little closer to his lips than you had wanted it to be. But there was no time in overthinking as his dark eyes studied your face curiously for a moment before he leaned in and pressed his lips cautiously on yours. You inhaled sharply in surprise but even though the kiss came unexpected it wasn’t that you didn’t liked it. Before you could kiss him back he pulled away "Fuck, I shouldn’t have- I am so sorry-" before he could continue you connected your lips for the second time. His lips were soft against yours. This kiss wasn’t as urgent and rushed as the first one. It was just long held back feelings finally coming alive. His hands coming up to cradle your face, with a touch as if you were made out of glass and he was afraid you would shatter any moment. You kissed each other for as long as you could, lungs burning from the lack of air.

When you pulled away you stayed close to him. "Don’t be sorry. I just- we can’t do this right now. I don’t want to take advantage of you right now.“ you told him, your voice so low it was almost a whisper. He said your name before saying "You’re not. I swear you’re not. I have wanted this for a long time.“

"Me too.“ you told him honestly. Kendall smiled a small but honest smile hearing your confession. "But we’ll take this slow, okay? You need some time to heal Ken.“ you told him while cupping his cheek. He moved his head to press a kiss against your wrist. "Yeah okay.“ he muttered before giving you a kiss again.

"My Grandma had a house in this small coastal town.“ you told him while the two of you laid in bed later that night, combing through his hair with your fingers. "When she died she left it for me. I renovated it two years ago - before I went to work for Roman.“ you added before you asked him what you had thought about the better part of the day. "Why don’t we go there for a bit?“ you bit your lip hoping you didn’t overstep with the offer. Kendall’s head moved from where it had been resting on your chest. "Now?“ he asked and you nodded "Yeah I mean tomorrow maybe?“ he looked at you for a moment where you couldn’t read his expression so you backtracked "I mean only if you’d like. I just thought the atmosphere in this house here is killing me and maybe-" Kendall stopped your ramble quickly with a kiss. "Okay. Yeah let’s do it.“

You slipped out of the room and went down the corridor to knock at the youngest Roy brothers door. "Hey what’s up?“ Roman asked and you shook your head no "I thought about taking Kendall away for like a week, maybe?“ he nodded "Yeah I think that’ll do him good.“

"Do you think I could take a week off?“ you asked a bit sheepishly but he chuckled "Fuck off, of course but I think you should make it two… for now… We can talk on the phone after that if you two need more time.“

In the next morning you carried your suitcase to the waiting car. Connor helped you carrying you stuff. The eyes of most of the Roy family being on you. Except Roman and Kendall who were still in the house. You would lie if you’d said your weren’t nervous about how they would react once Kendall came out. They hadn’t seen him since the night he’d arrived. Once you had greeted the driver and helped him lift your belongings into the trunk you heard Romans hyena laugh wich meant Kendall was about to come out too. You swallowed heavy as you noticed the eyes of the others leaving you. You stepped forward subconsciously as you locked eyes with Kendall giving him a small smile. "Look who finally decided to stop hiding from his family like a coward.“ Logan’s voice could be heard and you saw Kendall stiffen for just a second before he stepped down the few steps that separated you from his family. He put a small bag of stuff into the trunk, next to yours and the one you had his staff pack back in New York. You heard commotion behind you and you turned around to see Connor and Willa step down followed by Roman. "Take care Y/n.“ Connor said before he gave you a quick hug, Willa gave you a hug after him, as Connor said his goodbyes to his younger brother. Roman, not being good in these situations, made a shitty joke as he said goodbye and you chuckled for a moment before you actually thanked him. He was a handful at times but you did get along. And you knew he cared for his brother. Shiv nodded at you and Tom gave you a small weary wave. You looked at Logan for a moment and when his eyes snapped to meet yours, you just kept your eyes on him before turning to Kendall. Touching his arm you said in a soft tone "Let’s get going.“.