#ferret divas

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Be more chill characters but as littlest pet shop figures

Aka “how i would cast the bmc characters if I was making a lps remake on youtube”

Jeremy

First off, Jeremy. I chose the giraffe because they are lanky and tall and awkward looking and basically just jeremy. look at that thing. look into it’s soulful blue eyes.

Rich

a close runnerup for for him would be the rooster lps refrencubg his red hair streak however this little ferret guy spoke out to me.

Micheal

Looks chill but also friendly, very nice looking young man.

Christine

now, to the untrained eye, this might look like a regular picture of christine, however upon further inspection it’s a joyful looking mouse.this mouse has big dreams and a big heart full of love and joy and its quite literally her.

Brooke

do i have to explain this. like at all?

Chloe

a bit mean looking, a bit of a diva, but thats okay because its chloe. quite literally wearing a tiara because of course she is.

Jake

i cant quite explain this one. he just looks so kind.

Jenna

LOOK!!! ITS HER AGAHAJABAGGAHAHA!! she has a cute big bow and 8 legs and js bright purple and despite that nobody pays attentuon to her… she looks so sweet and kind and deserves the world shes doing her best PLEASE (guess my favorite character)

Squip

Only fitting that the cool computer is played by the stereotypical cool boy lps. i do not trust those eyes.

Mr Heere

do not ask him why his son is a giraffe. he does not know either. not a singular thought behind those eyes.

#be more chill #jeremy heere #micheal mell #christine canigula #chloe valentine #jenna rolan #brooke lohst #rich goranski #jake dillinger #mr heere #squip #the squip

[strawbs-screaming]

☆ Assigning The Boxers Fursonas ☆

this is so fun, gonna also include some suprise guests so enjoy that, im not a furry (or at least i think so) enjoy this post i spent too much time on

Doc Louis - I could see him being a scaly, specifically a crocodile, come on it fits like a glove

Little Mac - Wolf, he would so be a wolf im so serious about this

Glass Joe - a ferret or a weasel 99%, he would have it wear a turtleneck too i swear it just fits him im gonna scream

Von Kaiser - a deer, he would so be a deer, it fits too well i am not joking fucking look at him and tell me he doesnt like deers, look at me directly in the eyes and say the words "von kaiser wouldnt have a deer as his fursona" i fucking dare you. Look at me until you can see my soul and say that, i challenge you. He has a deer as his fursona, you cannot deny the truth, you cannot deny the facts, your mind is too weak to handle the truth

Disco Kid - he would so choose a cheetah, it would fit him come on, hes just so silly and so is his cheetah fursona look!!

King Hippo - he would use a walrus, hear me out on this one, it fits him way too good oh my god

Piston Hondo - a moth, i know this is really specific but he would be a moth, too fitting for me to not throw it at you

Bear Hugger - you can see it coming from a mile away, bear, the classic, he didnt choose this one, it got assigned to him at birth, no contest, this is his FAAB (Fursona Assigned At Birth) and he wont be changing it anytime soon fuck you

Don Flamenco - a secretarybird, hes too diva for bland ass foxes or scalies, he is so girlypop and so is his fursona, he would also use a raven too

Great Tiger - Come on its in the name!! This is his FAAB, he would also have a white tiger version

Aran Ryan - a jackalope, he would so be a jackalope for the fun of it

Soda Popinski - Polar bear, i dont care what you throw at me he would be a polar bear, this is so canon, its true the punches told me when they came out

Bald Bull - this is also his FAAB, hes a bull 99999% it was ment to be!! You cant deny his destiny he was ment to have a bull as his fursona, he was born to be a bull fuck you

Super Macho Man - i imagined him as anti furry but then BOOM peoples headcanons started to rub off on me, hes a shark and he will always be a shark

Mr Sandman - He'd choose a tarantula just to spook people because hes in a evil mood

Carmen - she would be a flamingo, specifically just for don flamenco because he didnt pick it

Narcis Prince(ss) - A fox, hes a fox, i dont care what you say, i dont care what you think, he is a fox

Heike Kagero - a butterfly, it would be so colorful too, hes so gonna be a butterfly

Nick & Rick Bruiser - they have similiar taste so they picked the same species, said species is a wolf, basic ass taste

Hoy Quarlow - he would be a owl, this is also his FAAB, he was born to hide away from the sun and go hoo hoo hoo

Gabby Jay - a weasel, you dont get anything other than that

Pizza Pasta - a possum

You dont get any context other than these ily all

#punch out #headcanon #punch out wii #don flamenco #bald bull #piston hondo #punch out headcanons #glass joe #aran ryan #doc louis #great tiger #mr sandman #pizza pasta #carmen punch out #Gabby Jay #Narcis Prince #heike kagero #Hoy quarlow #nick bruiser #Rick Bruiser #soda popinski #bear hugger #Disco Kid #Von Kaiser #super macho man #king hippo

[ratsoh-writes]

How about what animal they'd be for some of the newer skeles?

Oooo! Alright I’ll keep going down the list

Gears: oh this little diva is definitely a bearded dragon! Bold, sometimes lazy, but can really move when he wants to!

Compass: he’s a ferret for sure! Curious and friendly, but also fierce when threatened. And very active!

Sparks: this wild child can only be a crazy playful sea otter! Slippery, curiously and a bit too bold for its own good!

Salt: he’s for sure a bird of paradise. A pretty boy who loves to show off to the ladies. Lazy in everything except wooing his lovers lol

Lush: he’s greedy, territorial and loves to be surrounded by the things he loves. Lush is a classic hamster. A bit of a hoarder, but only with things actually useful to him

Pepper: he’s a classic peacock. Proud, loud, drop dead gorgeous and he knows it

Cider: he’s a bull! Gentle and hardworking most of the time, but can have a real temper on him when he sees something annoying.

Barley: a lazy and mischievous boy like him fits a coyote well. He prefers to feast on others loot, and sings long into the night. At least he’s kinda cute

Ram: this sleepy sweetheart has a real dangerous bite when pressed. Ram is a lazy bear. Looks cuddly but is much stronger then anticipated

Pitch: he’s a tiger! Solitary and prefers to blend into the background. Pitch can rarely be social, but needs space to do it regularly

Moose: he’s a large boar! A real pack animal, moose has a strong parental instinct, taking close care of his family. He’s resourceful, loves to eat, and aggressive when it matters.

Maple: he’s a jumping spider! He’s incredibly curious, and fearless! He’ll leap right at whatever catches his fancy!

#undertale imagines #undertale headcanons #nomadtale #lustswap #lustfell #farmswap #farmfell #horrorfarm

[warweaselsdelight]

#ferret divas #ferret #fert #ferts

[thebibliomancer]

I’ve been thinking about Chamberlain’s role in Age of Resistance. I like it a lot and there’s some great moments in it, like his conversation with SkekMal about hunting and “You. Took. My. Seat!” Ruining everything by snacking on a locksnake.

The major problem I have with it is that it’s the only arc SkekSil ever gets. Disgrace and reclaiming power. It’s his movie arc and his AOR arc. He only gets the disgrace part in Power of the Dark Crystal but if you count him showing up rent free as Kensho’s shoulder devil in Beneath the Dark Crystal then maybe that counts too.

Aside from SkekUng assuming SkekVar’s duties as the military Skeksis, the Skeksis (who don’t die!) look pretty consistent between AOR and the movie. They’re already in the titles we know. And that’s understandable from an iconic perspective. If you’re primarily familiar with the movie, you know the Skeksis primarily by their titles!

But in another AOR, in another time, it could have been cool for SkekSil’s arc to be about his rise to Emperor’s favorite from a lowlier role. And for another Skeksis to be shown as Chamberlain in this earlier time.

Maybe SkekSil would be the Skeksis Singer to parallel UrSol being the Chanter. The Skeksis Diva? Something like? I saw a post that suggested that Dark Heart was SilSol so SkekSil becoming a singer would fit.

Plus given the Emperor’s taste in music, it’d be funny to give SkekSil a song number.

SkekSil the Singer would be very underestimated as an entertainer but with ambitions that come to head when the Gelfling crisis starts boiling up

Maybe as the Singer, Sil would be subordinate to the Ritual Master. His eavesdroppery and ferreting out secrets propping up SkekZok’s claims of divination among the other Skeksis.

Maybe then SkekSil would start whispering secrets to SkekVar to pit him against Zok. Ingratiating himself as SkekVar’s friend and passing ideas to the less imaginative Var to pass off as his own. Eventually screwing both of them and the Skeksis in general to secure his own rise.

Still doing several things that help the protagonists in the way AOR SkekSil did but some of it to intentionally sabotage other Skeksis

But yeah. Age of Resistance as SkekSil’s rise to power, at the eventual expense of the Skesis. Triumphantly taking on his iconic robes as the Gelfling clans unite against the Skeksis.

#dark crystal #the dark crystal #dark crystal age of resistance #skeksil #the chamberlain #ursol #the chanter #SkekSil the Singer? #tdc

[trailshome]

last ask anon once again!! im thinking of like. giving myself a name so its a bit easier to know its me?? so i don't have to be like “anon from the last ask here” so i was thinking of names n stuff (if ur okay w that (im pretty sure it would be ok, but just in case asfksz if its not that's def ok!!)) and i was thinking maybe spice / spice anon?? idk afkahz anyway i love ferrets!! rats are adorable too!! also i have two cats as well and theyre kinda polar opposites from each other lol one is chunky is such a diva/princess who apparently likes to hunt and eat bugs and cuddle w my mom and the other is slim and is content to lay in my lap and cuddle w me lmao maybe one day ill send pictures!! anyway ill probably send in more asks later/tomorrow!! bye!! (wow i really cant send in short asks huh ajajdsj)

//ooh Spice (anon), your second cat sounds kinda like mine, haha!! he's a lazy boy who's happy to lay in the yard or get rocked in our rocking chairs/lazy-boy -- he's also quite the talker (he's recently 'learned' to yell 'hello' adasd)

love rats btw, would love to adopt two or three but alas, I live with someone who's afraid of rodents... and lizards... and amphibians... awdaasd

#asks #answered #spice anon #also my cat would never stand for not being the center of attention #adasda!!! #I dub thee Spice (anon) jkjk -- I love nickname anons!!

[brandstifter-sys]

And lastly of the anxceitmus series! Canon Virgil and Remus with 🍷(I think that's all the combos except for all canon anxceitmus)

Dukexiety and a diva

Two feral feral boys putting on a show no matter what they happen to be doing? Just because they're basically ferrets in human form? I!Janus adores their antics. He loves Remus' dark gothic prose and suggestive flirting, even if he's vulgar and boisterous. He loves when Virge gets flustered, he loves it more when he's calm and relaxed and happy to tease. They both adore their diva's praise and refined taste, even if it is a little stressful for Virge

#sanders sides #virgil sanders #remus sanders #janus sanders #indulgence!janus #anxceitmus

[grelleswife]

1 to 20 for that reaper oc of yours Giuseppa Ricci >:3

Thank you for asking! >w<

1. What is their gender?

cis woman 2. What is their sexuality?

bisexual 3. What is the meaning behind their name? Do they have any nicknames?

As far as I can recall, I didn't put a whole lot of thought into her name; it's just what "felt right" for her. Her first name, Giuseppa, means "the Lord increases" or "the Lord adds," while her surname, Ricci, is derived from the Italian adjective riccio, or "curly." Pretty ironic, since Giuseppa was never particularly devout, and her hair is straight unless she goes at it with a curling iron! She doesn't really have any nicknames. 4. Do they have any siblings? How many? Are they older or younger? Which sibling are they closest with?

She had two older brothers and a younger sister, though I don't "know" her well enough to say what her relationship with them was like. All three of them perished after Giuseppa's father got on the wrong side of a mafia boss, who ordered that he and his family be killed. 5. What's their relationship with their parents like? What about other relatives?

Giuseppa was only around 3-4 when her parents were murdered, so her memories of them are few and far between. :( However, she was taken in by cousins on her mother's side of the family, some of whom happened to be involved with the underworld, and who trained her to become a deadly, capable assassin. But these relatives also recognized her musical gifts and ensured that she received lessons from a very young age, which allowed her to pursue a successful career in opera as an adult. 6. What would they give their life for?

Her loved ones, and her art. 7. Are they in a romantic relationship? With whom? How did they meet?

Yes! She's currently dating Miss Grelle. They met through happenstance. Due to her skill set, Giuseppa assumed that she would be assigned to collections, and was outraged and deeply offended upon learning that women were generally relegated to office/secretarial positions. She barged into William's office to give him a piece of her mind (broke his paperweight, into the bargain) around the same time that Grelle was walking by with a stack of paperwork. Always one to enjoy workplace drama, Grelle hovered by William's door, eavesdropping...only to have the hotheaded Italian reaper crash into her when Giuseppa stormed out in a fury, sending both of them and Grelle's paperwork toppling to the floor. Giuseppa was profusely apologetic, but Grelle didn't mind--she was too busy being distracted by how gorgeous this woman was. XD Grelle impulsively offered to serve as Giuseppa's mentor ("I'm the only lady in collections, dear Will, so who better than me to show her the ropes?") William, thoroughly stressed and fed-up by this point, caved to Giuseppa's demands and said that he supposed exceptions could be made. He didn't want to risk further enraging a diva! 8. What do they believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them?

Although nominally Catholic, Giuseppa didn't put much stock in religion when she was human; witnessing corruption within the Church and seeing more of the dark side of humanity than the average person made her skeptical. She wasn't sure what, if anything, lay beyond the grave, so she focused on living life to the fullest while she could. Of course, once she became a reaper, those beliefs changed. She hadn't expected turning into a goddess, but there were certainly worse fates...though she could have done without the ridiculous workload. 9. What is their favorite color? Favorite animal?

Red and gold! She loves tropical birds because of their bright plumage. However, after she and Grelle wind up getting some pet ferrets (it's a long story), those cute little critters become her new faves. 10. What are some of their talents/skills?

Singing (she's a soprano), acting, dancing, lockpicking, climbing, killing (knives are her preferred weapon, but she also has an extensive knowledge of poisons) 11. If they could make a mark on history, what would they like it to be?

Giuseppa's aspirations aren't quite that lofty, but she would like to be remembered as one of the greatest sopranos of her time. 12. How old are they? When is their birthday?

She was 25 at the time of her death. I'm not sure what her exact birthday is, but she's an Aries, so sometime in March or April. 13. What do they do for fun?

Go shopping or to the beach, karaoke (or just singing in general), have a spa day 14. What is their favorite food? How often do they get to eat it?

Pasta alla norma (ingredients include tomatoes, eggplant, garlic, basil, and ricotta salata). Grelle eventually learns how to make it for her, so Giuseppa gets to eat it pretty regularly! She also adores cannolis. 15. What was something their parents taught them?

N/A, since she lost them so early. 16. Are they religious?

As mentioned above, she was raised Catholic, but Giuseppa focused on the beautiful music rather than the doctrine (she sang in the choir) 17. Where were they born?

Sicily 18. What languages can they speak? Where did they learn these languages?

Italian, English, French, and German 19. What is their occupation?

When she was human, opera singer and professional freelance assassin. Back when I first created Giuseppa, I envisioned her as a mafia hitwoman, but I recently decided to change this part of her backstory since mafiosi are such unsavory characters. As a reaper, she works in collections. 20. Do they have any titles? How did they earn them?

Hmm...none that I can think of! But she's regarded as one of dispatch's best soul-collectors. Not many death gods can keep up with Grelle like she can!

#my oc #giuseppa ricci #thanks for the ask! #reaper oc

[justdyingontheinside]

Harry Potter Celebrity AU Part 2

No one cares or asked, so here it is part 2 but with peeps from slytherin, cuz they be sassy.

Pansy

Lead fashion designer

Has her own brands. Her designer brand Passy (inspired by her love for pussy). She also has her more affordable brand P&P (It stands for Pansy and Perfection. Though her friends joke that is stands for pussy and penis). She also does specific orders for her celebrity clients.

A raging Lesbian

Age 27

On Instagram is she has 8 million followers. That is the only public social media account.

Pansy is always travelling, she has houses in outskirts of London, a manor in France and a Penthouse apartments in La and New York.

Pansy has not had a serious relationship ever due to her hectic work schedule. But she is friends with Benefits with the football star Ginny Weasley.

Pansy has been a guest judge on Project Runway and other fashion shows.

Pansy is getting her own fashion show where she and Draco (one of her best friend) will be co-judging. The show is called Fashion Divas.

She got her big break when Hermione wore one of her dresses to the Grammys

Pansy acted in a tv show for one season, she was hired due to her fiery personality.

She had to turn down being the Bachelorette due to the fact that she gay.

Pansy has one brother, who is married with 2 children. Just like her mother Pansy dotes on her niece and nephew. They are the most spoilt children out there, as he brother is really rich and the children know have him, Pansy and their grandparents wrapped around their fingers.

Pansy wants a family and is very vocal about it but is yet to find her true love.

Pansy was named Godmother of Rose (the oldest of Hermione and Ron twins)

Blaise

A male model for brands like Passy, Gucci and other designer brands.

Is very picky about who he works for. He wants to show queer and people of colour when he works with someone.

Age 27

Has 2 million of Instagram and 1 million on Snapchat and almost 1 million on YouTube. Blaise has a tumblr account and is famous on tumblr but no one knows that it is him.

On his YouTube channel he posts just normal vlogs and modeling tips.

Blaise and Theo his husband live in Italy, in a villa that they fixed up by themselves.

They have 3 dogs. All border collies, Lucy, Magic and Baby.

Blaise and Theo are in the foster system and have helped raise 3 kids over 5 years they have been In the system but they did adopt one of the children, that was in the system.

Their child’s name Brady. He is 8 years of age and has been with them for 3 years. The reason he was in the system is the first place was because of child abuse. It took a year for Brady to fully trust them. And every so often he will wake up with night mares.

Now Blaise has opened his own charity for children to go to if they are being abused or for anyone who is being abused.

Blaise was the person Hermione went to for parenting advice during the pregnancy and still after it.

Blaise and Theo are Hugo Godfathers (Ron and Hermione youngest Twin. Harry would have been made that godfather but said no because he already had Teddy)

Draco was the one who set Theo and him up. Draco calls it his greatest achievement.

Draco

Draco is a beauty guru on YouTube

The type of beauty guru he is, is a mix of James Charles and Jeffree Star but he looks like Brad Modo. Like Draco was very successful at a young age like James Charles and he has his own makeup bran which very successful like Jeffree Star.

Age 27

Draco has all social media platforms but his mains are Instagram with 16 million followers, Youtube 20 million subscribers and Snapchat with 13 million followers. He also has tic tok but that is just for fun.

Draco is gay and everytime he is spotted with a man it turns into a scandal.

He has dated both Blaise and Theo as well Neville. But at the moment Draco is crushing hard on Harry Potter his childhood crush. And enjoys flirting with him and making Harry flustered.

He lives in the penthouse apartment in the building across from Harry’s home.

Draco has a poodle called Dragon and Ferret called rainbow, they are Draco babies and his pets get on like siblings and all 3 of them are very sassy.

Draco has his own make up show that has been running for 5 seasons. The shows is like James Charles Instant Influesioner.

And He has done other shows as well.

Draco loves to Travel as he was kept at home when he was a child, Since becoming friends with Harry. Harry has become his travel partner.

All their friends call them boyfriends as do their fans as both of them make massive appearances on each others channels.

Draco is not so sure if he wants a family because he does not want to end up being like his father to his child.

But if he does have a child, Pansy has agreed to be the surrogate.

Draco loves wine.

He has a massive wine cellar 

Draco also has a massive closet for all of his designer clothes.

Even though they are not “dating”, Draco was stolen most of Harry’s jumpers

#Harry Potter #harry potter headcanon #drarry #gayhp #HP #hp headcanon

[seductresses-temple]

Figuring Things Out

So, most people that follow me wouldn’t know this unless they’ve been following my main blog ( @glo-up-goddess) for an absurd amount of time but I actually created my main page when I was in a really dark place. I was spiraling and struggling with depression as I fell deeper and deeper into an abusive relationship. The night I made my main page I was actually at my abuser’s bedside while they were in the hospital for a week and the moment I left just to run home and shower, grab a change of clothes, they had “the other woman” swing by and out the door in the forty minutes I was gone. I turned to Tumblr out of a mixture of insomnia, helplessness, and desperation. Never in my life would I have imagined starting a second blog, a Drarry blog for all my writing, and never would I have suspected that I would grow to meet such lovely people and make such wonderful friends. But I did! As I watch my following continue to grow and far surpass my wildest dreams, I’m filled with so much renewed love for the beautiful, tremendous souls I have encountered within the fandom over the years. So many of you have touched my life both knowingly and unknowingly and I am forever grateful for you all. This story is dedicated to @xx-thedarklord-xx someone whos work has been a great source of joy for me in some incredibly dark times. So, since I know you like Blairon? Raise? Bon? I have no idea what the hell their ship name would be, but I wrote you some Blaise/Ron, Sam, because your work has been really important to me, specifically this past year as I’ve been figuring some things out for myself. So, without further ado:

Figuring Things Out

Pairing: Blaise Zabini/ Ron Weasley, background Drarry, Pansmione, and Linny

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Mildly dubious consent (Ron was drunk when something happened but he did know what he was doing even if he was totally embarrassed by it after the fact because of all the confusing implications. But I still feel like it warrants a warning).

“When Gin first told me her and Harry broke up, well, I hate to admit I was a bit sad, you know? Harry’s like a brother to me and just about the only bloke I thought I could trust my little sister with but sometimes things don’t work out the way you expect it to. Harry ran off with the Ferret and insists he’s people now just because he’s his husband. ‘Mione and I split and clearly Harry gave her way too many ideas ‘cause she goes and marries the scariest witch of her age, yeah, I’m looking at you, Parkinson! But today, I am proud, honored, and delighted to be standing by my sister’s side as she brings the loveliest, most pure-hearted witch into our family,” Ron raised his glass, grinning from ear-to-ear.

“Everyone, please raise your glasses for a toast to Mrs.Ginny and Luna Lovegood!”

The Great Hall burst into a roar of laughter, congratulations, and clinking glasses, and even with his heart with nothing but love for those around him, Ron couldn’t help feeling the nagging loneliness settling over him like a second skin with guilt following after it like a wet blanket. He should be able to stay happy for the entire day. He was happy. His little sister just got married, to the love of her life, and he was happy for her. Honest. But, it didn’t change the fact that as the years went on Ron just felt...left behind.

When Draco and Harry had eloped, that was one thing. They’d left for a Potions Masters conference in France that Draco had to attend and came back as Harry and Draco Malfoy-Potter. It was spur of the moment and easier to keep it out of the press was the excuse they’d given everyone but anyone that knew them knew they were just young, in love, and passionately reckless. They had a small, intimate ceremony among friends to celebrate (and apologize) and lived their life as the first newlyweds in the friend group. It had been fine, even when Ron and Hermione had broken up and Ron was a bachelor for the first time since he was a teenager.

Ron kept telling himself it was for the best which was true. Ron and Hermione had realized their relationship was going nowhere. They still loved each other, of course they did. The two of them had so much history together, that wasn’t going to go away overnight, but they didn’t love each other that way anymore. They noticed it slowly at first, the distance, the ‘going through the motions’ of it all, and then it hit them all at once watching Draco and Harry together, so in love, and building something great. Ron and Hermione had love for each other but they hadn’t been in love for a long time and after a long, difficult talk, they both agreed they needed more and deserved better.

Six months down the line Hermione had her first date with Pansy, on a stupid dare from Draco.

Four years later they were married and beginning the adoption process. Hermione’s version of ‘more’ was a happy wife, a Ministry job where she was making real change, and twin four year old boys that kept her and Pansy more than busy.

Now Ginny and Luna were sailing away into their ‘Happy Ever After.’

It seemed like the only one that couldn’t find their happy ending was Ron.

Needing just a quick reprieve from the festivities, Ron slipped away while his mum and Hermione were both smothering Ginny and Luna with hugs and words of ‘married woman wisdom’ or whatever it was they were doing. He inhaled deeply, stepping out onto the front lawn of Hogwarts and just basking in the familiarity of it all. With Luna being the new Divination professor it just seemed natural to have the wedding at a place that meant so much to everyone in attendance but Ron hadn’t been back at Hogwarts in years. While Hermione had been adamant about attending their ‘8th year,’ Ron decided his time was better spent at the joke shop with George. It started out as a way to keep an eye on his older brother after they’d lost Fred but, over time, Ron learned he had a knack for business. It was working with George that gave him the courage and confidence to open the Fred Weasley Institute, a small wizarding primary school specifically catered to kids like Fred and George who didn’t get on so well with traditional learning but were still bloody fucking brilliant. It was small, but, Ron thought Fred would have been pretty damn proud.

“Ah, lucky, me. I stumble out for a smoke and a breath of fresh air and who do I find but the handsomest Weasley? Course Potter thinks Charlie’s the heartthrob of the family but he married Draco, it’s quite clear he has poor taste in men,” a voice drawled from behind him. Ron didn’t have to look back to know it was Blaise Zabini and he quietly cursed at every deity he could think of in the thirty seconds it took Zabini to stride over to him.

“Zabini,” Ron was pleased his voice cooperated with him just enough to not crack, waver, or squeak. He stuffed his hands in his pockets to keep from doing anything monumentally stupid like he had the last time he’d been alone with the git.

“Back to a last name basis, are we?” Zabini purred, stalking around him slowly like an animal on the prowl until they were face to face, his deep brown eyes shining with an intensity that always seemed to root Ron to wherever he stood.

Ron cleared his throat, trying desperately and failing miserably to pretend that Blaise Zabini hadn’t been making him question his sexuality for the past year. “S’not like we’re friends,” he muttered for lack of anything better to say.

Zabini tsked, smirking down at him “Well true, but still, if a man has had your cock in his mouth at one point or another, you’d think you could do him the decency of calling him by his given name. I sullied a perfectly good pair of trousers getting down on my knees for you at the Leaky that night, Ronald,” Zabini tsked again and all Ron could do was groan, immediately feeling his ears and face go hot.

It had been one time!

So what if Ron still thought about the look in Zabini’s eyes when he’d slid down to his knees and asked him if he was sure. And so what if Ron still sometimes thought about that incredible thing Zabini knew how to do with his tongue. It didn’t matter. It had all been a drunken mistake fueled by a single man’s jealousy after Harry had to leave the Leaky early to take his very drunk husband home. He had been completely sloshed and ranting to Zabini about how everyone was moving on, getting married, and he was single, hadn’t had a date in ages, and hadn’t had sex in Merlin only knew how long...next thing he knew...he was in a bathroom stall having a very serious, very slurred conversation with his subconscious as Zabini made him come so hard he saw stars.

He then proceeded to ignore Zabini’s existence for an entire year.

The only person he ever told was Hermione because Harry did silly things like tell his husband everything and that didn’t work out in Ron’s favor when his husband just happened to be the best friend of the man Ron was trying to avoid! He had no idea why he hadn’t anticipated Zabini being at the wedding. He and Ginny were actually quite good friends nowadays and of course he’d get invited because of Draco and Harry if nothing else. Ron just hadn’t expected him to stroll out to the front lawn in an all black suit that looked perfectly tailored to his body, with his locs swept up into the most perfect bun Ron had ever seen, smelling like sandalwood and tangerines and...Ron groaned again, wishing the ground would swallow him up or the Giant Squid would just reach up and chuck him into the Great Lake.

“I like that other noise you make,” Zabini murmured against Ron’s ear.

Ron hadn’t even realized how close he’d gotten, too caught up in the cataclysmic meltdown going on in his head.

“Well, I should be heading back before the Grand Divas known as Pansy and Draco wonder where I’ve gone off to, but, here,” Zabini slipped something into his breast pocket before placing an oddly chaste kiss to his cheek and sauntering back into the castle as if none of it had happened.

Gobsmacked, Ron reached into his pocket and pulled out a business card. Zabini’s number was written on the front and, turning it over, there was a small message on the back:

When you’ve got it all figured out, give me a ring. -Z

Ron smiled despite himself, slipping the card back into his pocket and heading back into his sisters wedding reception. He had no idea whether he’d call Zabini or not, but, he supposed he was in the process of figuring things out.

#blaise zabini #ronald weasley #blairon #bon #raise? #what the hell would their ship name be? #There is a ship name for Harry x Voldemort #Pottermort #Tomarry #There is a ship name for Snape x Harry #Snarry #This isn't to ship shame anyone #My point is someone needs to put some respect on my bbs Ron and Blaise's names and give them a proper and universally agreed upon ship name #anyway #there is implied drarry #implied pansmione #implied linny #errybody gay #gay af #Blaise subtly dragging Draco is the best thing ever #A flustered Ron Weasley is an extra cute Ron Weasley #Ron is a bisexual mess #He's getting it together tho #or trying to #this was my first time ever writing for Blaise so extensively #or Ron for that matter #I hope it didn't suck #also I wrote this off my phone so don't drag it if theres errors and shit #okay i'm done rambling now #the harry potter fandom is dope

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@diva-gonzo​ I have heard tales about it, but I never really realised the sheer ridiculousness of it.

Ridiculousness doesn’t begin to explain this sordid tale and then some. (It also sadly reinforces The Ferret in leather pants trope and I just can’t...)

#headcanonsandmoreinperson #Dragon's Post #replies

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Casual reminder this is still an AU, and Mr. Schnee is not the same as he is in the show.

THE END BUT NOT THE END!

So this is the last of the main story! Be prepared - we are about to hop forward a few years for a two-part epilogue, so stay tuned for that! Then you can stay tuned for more exciting things from RWBYRemnants, both in this verse and others!

=Chapter 41

The next couple of days flew by in a flurry of activity for the two honeymooning lovebirds. Sushi, shopping, and hitting random local attractions abounded, and they couldn't have been happier to do each and every one. It was all they had hoped for from their little cross-country vacation.

As Yang predicted, Weiss had a single near-emergency the morning after their new experiment, and after that her muscles were completely normal again. There was some vague teasing about diapers, but a good, firm pinch on Yang's bicep ended that fairly quick. Other than that, they were just happy to be intimate with each other again, and it dispelled a lot of that lingering awkwardness borne of their time spent apart.

By the time they made it to the Schnee building and were in the elevator on the way up, Weiss's contentment that her father and sister were both more accepting now had receded very slightly. She felt anxious all over again, stomach tying itself into knots and heart pounding. Sure, her father had said that he was fine with her dating a trans woman, but that could have been so much lip service; an attempt to soothe her and keep her from going off on him right away. Or even just the sheer relief of her being alive after the tragedy overshadowing any other concerns. How would it be when they actually met face to face again?

"This is it," Weiss whispered when the elevator doors whooshed open, taking Yang's good hand and squeezing it gently. "Moment of truth."

As they started to make their way down the halls, headed toward the once infamous office of Papa Schnee, Yang couldn't help but feel nostalgic about the whole affair. Two months ago, she was helping Weiss with her cases after the tour had finished. And three months prior to that, she and Weiss were at each other's throats, with Yang having to punch a security member to try and earn her trust. How odd it felt to be walking these halls again, hand in hand.

"It's gonna be fine," she reassured the diva as they waited outside the door, bracing herself for when Weiss was to knock. "He's been okay on the phone, and I bet Winter's talked him down, as well. Glad we have her on our side now."

"Agreed. So much worse to have to walk in there and face both of them for the same talk." Then she raised her fist, hesitated, and turned to give Yang a quick little kiss. "You ready?"

Taking a deep breath of her own, she took a moment to compose herself again. Before finally facing the door, and nodding. "Let’s do this thing."

So then she raised her hand, took another breath, and knocked. A few seconds later, there was a click, and the door swung open to show Winter blinking mildly at the two of them.

"O-oh!" Weiss breathed, eyelashes fluttering rapidly. "I, um, didn't think you would already be back here from LA!"

"Things were wrapped up fairly smoothly." The taller woman's smile was tight, but at least it wasn't a frown. "Come in; he's been waiting."

When she stepped back to let Weiss in, she glanced at Yang briefly before walking through. They crossed the space to the man's desk, Weiss's high heels echoing in the space much more sharply than Yang's boots. The blonde felt as if she could throw up. Nonetheless, her hand never left Weiss's as she followed her into his larger area of the office.

Of course, Mr Schnee was at first signing a lot of paperwork, until he looked up – and unlike his usual meetings with either of them, he rose from his chair. Still in his best suit as usual, yet the once stern expression was absent. It was more concern than anything else. Watching as his daughter and her new partner approached the desk, he seemed to swallow nervously.

"…Weiss."

"Father," she replied in kind. Short, but courteous. "How are you?"

"Up to my neck in paperwork, to be frank. Paparazzi and talk shows are constantly contacting me to ferret out your whereabouts, and let’s not even get started with your publicists. However… oh, none of that’s important."

He'd already started to step out from his desk to one side, enough so the pathway between them both was clear, and held his arms out for her to run into. It had been too many years since he had shown such a gesture.

"I’m just so glad to see you."

She did not take off running straight away. Releasing Yang's hand, she took a hesitant step forward, very wary of this new side of him. Was it really alright? So many years had passed with him being emotionally closed-off that now she didn't know how to handle him opening up.

"Go on," Winter encouraged very softly from behind her.

And that was all she needed. Dashing across the space, she flung herself into her father's waiting embrace. Immediately, he embraced her right back, stroking her hair softly as he pulled her against his body. After years of no contact, he was certainly trying to make up for it in a single hug. That much was obvious when the odd tear or two fell down his cheek.

And Yang stood back, smiling to herself as she watched them reunite after so long. Just like with Winter, this was clearly what Weiss needed. To repair her tattered family again.

"I'm sorry, Daddy!" she cried into his chest, clinging tightly. "I wanted to tell you, w-when I could, not for the news to do it!"

"Don't be sorry, I should be sorry," he insisted, stroking her hair yet again. "I should never have seeded my girls with so much ignorance. I'm such an idiot, and a failure as a father! And with Yang, you must have felt so awful…"

Taking a deep breath, she was able to cut off her emotional outburst much more quickly than before. So much had gone on recently, and she was in a much better place, that crying almost seemed like a luxury she had run out of.

"I did, but… none of us knew any better. Not before we had this random crash course known as 'my love life', anyway. We were the same as you, not meaning to be unkind to anyone but never learning any different." She chanced a smile that came very near teasing him. "Guess you're never too old to learn, huh?"

"One or two phone calls helped." He then gazed over to Winter for a moment, sparing her a loving smile. Although they were still conducting themselves with similar professionalism to before, both seemed much happier in each other’s company now. Certainly enough to spare a smile to each other.

"Oh, really?" Weiss scoffed. "So you two are talking about me behind my back, are you? That's real nice."

"Don't get snippy now," Winter warned, even though she was wearing a smile similar to their father's. "We were discussing whether or not we should release a statement to the press. Finally, we decided that we should be leaving that up to you, of course."

"Up to you and your… girlfriend." That tone seemed a bit uncertain. Similar to Winter’s when she first discovered the photos of Yang before transition. He wasn't about to lecture her or call her out on that now, was he?! But when Yang shifted about slightly more nervously, Mr Schnee chuckled to himself. "I'm sorry, it just feels so strange for it to say aloud. I was always worried she'd come home with a… a rapscallion of a boy, but she turns up with a girl, who I hired! What a world."

"O-oh… Um, yeah." Yang coughed, unable to help but nervously shrug her shoulders, still keeping a fair distance. Seemed he didn't know of Yang's gender status, after all; Winter had seen fit to keep it under wraps. But that didn't do anything to stop the jitters. After all, she was still dating the boss's daughter.

"Dad, I… want you to meet her. Really meet her this time, not just a job interview." She finally drew back just enough to reach out for Yang's hand, hoping she would be brave enough to come forward but prepared to approach if she wasn't.

There was a moment's hesitation. This was a lot to take in! But in the end, she took Weiss's hand and stepped forward toward them both, barely managing to look up at Mr Schnee's rather stern expression. After a period of weathering it, she glanced at Weiss, who nodded reassuringly. Clearing her throat, she held out her better hand. "It's nice to… properly meet you, sir."

But Mr Schnee only stared at her hand for a moment, seemingly in disapproval. That was until he grasped her wrist and pulled her in toward him, hugging her just as tightly as he did Weiss. Much to the blonde's surprise, of course! That had been the last thing she expected! Right away he patted her back, a friendly gesture he rarely offered anyone, even his friends.

"For what you did for my daughter that day, the pleasure is all mine."

Obviously, Weiss was beaming like a five-year-old on Christmas morning, even jumping up and down very slightly. She drew her arm out from behind her father and placed her hand atop their clasped hands, almost as if sealing some kind of deal.

"Fantastic! I'm glad you approve of her, because we're getting married."

"WHAT?!" Winter burst out almost immediately, dropping the tablet she had just picked up from Mr Schnee's desk with a loud clatter. That same question was echoed by both Mr Schnee and Yang herself, who both quickly looked over to Weiss with concern. Though for Yang it was more fear than anything, as she suspected Mr Schnee wouldn't be all too thrilled with their apparent decision after only a few months.

"I'm kidding!" Weiss laughed, cackling and slapping her leg. But when they did not join her immediately, her laughter faltered. "You… oh no, did you really think…?"

"Oh, thank goodness! I mean… I don’t disapprove, but let me get to know the girl first!" her father reassured, eventually releasing his ‘daughter-in-law's’ hand to ruffle up her hair instead, even as she protested and quite obviously looked over to Weiss, seeming to mimic as though she was choking.

"Lil… Help?"

"Daddy, stop teasing her; she's already worried about how you'll like her." This was perhaps a bit too honest, but Weiss saw no point in beating around the bush now that most of the formalities were out of the way.

"Then perhaps you shouldn't tease us if you do not wish the two of you to be teased," Winter said, not unkindly but with a slight edge to her voice. Clearly, the news had flustered her – because she had picked up the tablet and was raising it with the screen pointing away from her. "Honestly…"

With a laugh of his own, Mr Schnee finally released Yang from his grasp, giving her a final pat on the shoulder. Seemed the formalities really were out of the way, considering the immense grin on his face, and the content smile as he looked Yang up and down. "Well, like I said; it will take some getting used to, but I think you'll make an honest woman out of my youngest." And then he looked to Weiss with the same grin. "Your mother would be jealous of the long hair, though."

"God, I don't know how she does it, either," Weiss sighed, drooping slightly — both in hair-related depression, and because she was relieved that things were going so well. "I mean, I use the best shampoos and conditioners money can buy, and I still don't have that much volume and resilience! Do you know how hard I can pull on this hair and get no breakage?! It's insane!"

Immediately when hair-pulling was mentioned, Yang's cheeks seemed to light up. As well as her putting her hand by her throat, signalling for Weiss to keep quiet about that; it revealed just a little too much about their private lives! But thankfully for them both, her father didn't seem to notice. Or at least, he pretended he didn't while he finally paced back to his desk with a soft chuckle of his own. But once he sat down, he did look to the papers on his desk, pulling out various forms.

"Unfortunately, family reunion aside, there are one or two business matters I do want to address with you both. Things the media have particularly wondered."

Nodding, Weiss took one of the two seats offered. "Naturally. I mean, I'll go on record as 'gay' if that's what they need, but honestly, I don't care about the label as much as I care about Yang."

"Well, the sexuality issue I've put on hold, because I'd rather you were the one to discuss it than it be through me. I may be better than I was, but I'm still learning, and frankly I don't want to screw up again. A-hah!" Finally, he seemed to find one of the papers he was searching for. Pulling it free from among the pile, he looked to it for a moment as he read the various text, smiling contentedly. "More importantly, they’re really clamoring for a full version of yours and Yang's song. Some are even wondering if you plan on an album of that genre; it would be a departure, for sure, but…"

"I… what?" Glancing down at the page he was reading, Weiss then turned to her girlfriend. "Did you know he was going to do this? I mean, asking you up onstage was just a last-minute idea, I never…"

But Yang was just as much in shock as she was. That was clear when she shook her head in response to the question. Looking to her lover's father with a rather confused gaze, she asked, "Do you mean, me specifically? With her?"

"Who else?" he asked, pulling out another form to read and check over.

"But… why me? I'm a bodyguard, I just play as a hobby. You can get any musician you want to do some acoustic stuff that's way more talented than me."

"Somehow, I don't think another musician would collaborate as well as you two. Nor do I think your audience would be happy if it was anyone else." Satisfied with the checks on the other form, he handed it to Weiss for her to look over. To Yang, it made no sense. Just lots of places for signatures and various paragraphs of text.

But Weiss had seen it too often: a recording contract.

"Daddy…" Her voice closed off as she read over it; this was better than he would have offered just anyone. Still not as lucrative as her own contract, and she couldn't fault him for that, but it was ridiculously generous to give a completely untested new talent this much consideration.

"Well," Winter suddenly put in, "once I went back to watch the video again, after I got past my… misgivings about Xiao Long, I couldn't deny that the music was beautiful. Not overly complex, not droll or simplistic; just a heartfelt melody. We'd be foolish not to at least consider signing her."

"Now as you can see, it's not a major deal. This is going to be very experimental, for everyone involved. But, if you want to give it a shot to see how it goes, the opportunity is there. We can let the world decide how famous your new side project gets."

But the warnings seemed to fall on deaf ears. Yang only continued to stare out blankly, completely speechless by the events. All she could think was that this was some sort of dream, that she'd suddenly wake from. But it was all there in black and white.

"Told you," Weiss said, grinning fiercely at her partner. "I told you that your talent was more than you gave yourself credit for! Oh, this is so exciting!"

When passed an identical contract herself, the blonde's focus went to it instead, where she read the various fine print and looked at what she needed to fill in. It was real, everything was real. Not only was she dating the famous Weiss again, but her father had graciously accepted her into the family. And now she was even given the option to collaborate with her, have her own name become famous with their help. Making music. No longer was it a dream, no longer was she just dating her sister's idol; she could be an idol to people herself.

It seemed she wasn't so different to Ruby after all, as shortly after reading the small print, she seemed to slowly keel to one side, letting out a small groan when she herself fainted.

"YANG!" Weiss gasped as her family members started, her father rising to his feet while watching his daughter rush to catch her. "Damn it, not again! What is with you two?!"

Thankfully Yang's recovery didn't take too long. The instant she woke again, Weiss helped her through the process of the contract. She told her what to write, where to sign, and all of the other information she possibly needed. Only a few other questions had to be dealt with that day, until Mr Schnee let the couple, and Winter, be on their way so he could finish the rest. They had earned that much.

But the day was far from over, as Weiss told her girlfriend, anyway. Yang was completely clueless as to what was going on as she sat in the back of Winter's car with her girlfriend. Under her insistence, the snood was completely over her eyes while the car journeyed along. But that didn't stop the occasional question.

"Is it… Taco Bell? Is that the surprise?"

"Of course not," Weiss sighed in exasperation, given that this was the eighth such inquiry. "And keep that snood on or I'll never forgive you!"

"Girls, girls," Winter said in her best matronly voice. "Settle down back there or I'll turn this car around!"

It took a few seconds for Weiss to mutter, "It's scary how much you sound like her when you do that, God."

"Can I not even peek?" But the instant a finger touched the snood, the immediate "NO!" made Yang draw her hand away, and instead she just continued to giggle as she sat contentedly.

However, something had been on her mind since the encounter: how nice Mr Schnee was about the whole situation. When it was Winter first discovering they were together, the more concerning thing for her was the fact Yang was transgender. And yet, Mr Schnee didn't seem to mind at all…

"Hey, Winter?" Yang asked as she shuffled in her seat again. "When you talked to your dad about me and Weiss… What did you say, exactly? Cause he seemed pretty damn… cool about… what kind of girl I am.”

"Ah." As the car was guided around a corner, the elder sister said, "I didn't disclose your gender status. Though I did contemplate it when I told Weiss and she did not seem to mind, in the end I thought it was best to approach you directly instead of him. And I still believe that's best, though for different reasons now."

The car came to a smooth halt. Winter took a deep breath and followed up, "I know now that my actions, digging into your past… yes, I was only doing my job to keep Weiss safe from would-be predators, but the information I found out about you… I wish I could unlearn it and have you tell me yourself. That would have been more ideal. Since I cannot do that, I thought I could at least afford you that luxury with my father. As… some small apology."

Although the blindfold hid away most of her face, the small smile seemed to say enough. They really had come so far from the loggerheads they were right at the beginning. "I'm pretty grateful for that. Thanks, Winter. I'll tell him eventually, but for now, maybe I should just see if it comes up?"

"Perhaps." Then she cleared her throat. "And, um… do you mind if I speak to Weiss alone for a moment?"

"We can’t!" Weiss snapped. "I have to get out to make sure she doesn't peek!"

Though giggling, Yang nodded, blindly reaching for the car door handle as she flicked it open. "Don't sweat it, I'll be good! Just don't let me walk into moving traffic and I'll be fine."

Once Yang had closed the door, Weiss turned back to Winter and tried to assume a less hostile expression than she would have a mere month ago. "Well?"

"Alright. So… we have established that we wish to be more… sisterly, haven't we?" Winter asked, voice clearly a bit nervous. Scared, even, of what Weiss's answer would be on this topic. “Gossip the way other sisters do. Which, granted, I don’t have a lot of firsthand experiences, but I’ve seen them on TV and in movies.”

"Of course. I'm still holding you to the pyjama party, no matter where we end up having it. And you're painting my toenails."

Coughing slightly, oddly embarrassed at that thought, Winter shook it off and pressed, "Sisters can tell each other anything, right? Well…" More fidgeting, and finally the woman turned in her car seat to gaze straight back at the younger Schnee, who was simply waiting patiently for the point to come along. "Yang… um… how big is she? Are we talking average, or…?"

"Big? She's not that much taller than me, but you can-" When the meaning hit home, Weiss's eyes and mouth formed a perfect trio of wide hoops as she gasped, then literally sat up so fast her head hit the ceiling with a thump! "ARE YOU SERIOUSLY ASKING ME THIS?!"

"I'm sorry! I just- ever since I figured that out during my research, I couldn't get the question out of my mind, I've been dying to know! I mean, I've never met any women with her equipment, so I don't know how it measures up to-"

"Look up some PORN! God, Winter, I am absolutely ashamed of you for asking about my girlfriend's DICK!"

Ducking her head, Winter tried to cough again to hide the true reason her cheeks were filling with rouge. "Honestly, I apologise! Please don't be angry, I didn't think- you don't have to tell me, I just thought I'd ask, I… I didn't mean to offend!"

"Wow," Weiss deadpanned, still shaking her head slightly. "Gee, I don't know how asking your sister how much dick she's getting could be at all offensive! Or weird! Guess I'm just silly like that!"

"No, no, this wasn’t about you or how you interact with it, just… her basic measurement!" When Weiss inhaled, she squeezed her eyes shut and hastily added, "Not that I still think you'll tell me! Just wanted to be clear what my question was!"

"Fine. You've been clear." As she scooted toward the door, she hesitated with her hand on the handle. "IF… you don't think it's too skeevy for us to talk about this, I'll CONSIDER giving you some details at our slumber party. But not a moment before!"

Completely relieved, Winter sighed and mopped her brow. "Very well, I'll… I'll see about buying a few Blu-Rays and some nail polish. Maybe some pyjamas with patterns of fuzzy pink animals."

"Jesus, you want to know that bad, don't you?"

"THAT ISN'T WHY I-" But she stopped when she caught sight of the smirk on Weiss's face and glared. "You're teasing me. I'm sitting here, feeling like an awful person, and you're teasing me!"

But Weiss didn't directly respond. Instead, she merely opened her door and said, "We'll get our things from the trunk. Enjoy your drive back!"

Winter didn't answer.

Having managed to find her way to a safe spot — at least what she thought was a safe spot — Yang continued to hum to herself as she twiddled her thumbs. She did as Weiss asked; no peeking until she told her she could. But from the sound of the car door, that was going to be soon.

Facing the direction which it came, she grinned happily, asking, "Can I peek now? Pretty please?"

"No," Weiss said immediately as she opened the already-popped trunk and withdrew their suitcases. "Just hang onto your bag, and I'll guide you inside. I will let you know when you're allowed to look." Then she slammed the lid and added, "Understand?"

"Alright alright, Mrs Boss-Schnee." As asked, she held her case with the better hand, having to take Weiss's with the casted one as she guided her away. All the while, Yang was completely in the dark about this surprise. Figuratively, and literally. No hints, no clues, nothing. She really had no idea what awaited her once Weiss let her look. It was scary, but also exciting.

"Just a little further," Weiss said as she unlocked the door, guiding Yang past it and deeper inside. Their steps echoed as if they were in a larger, more open indoor space. The hands took the suitcase and set it aside, turned Yang very slightly, then reached up and nipped the snood away. "Okay. You can open your eyes."

When Yang did, what she observed was a living room. However, it was a very unique one; everything was rounded and in earthy tones, a long, curved couch, a low coffee table made of dark wood. Round little ottomans. An executive chair and a couple of electric guitars off to one side… and as she noticed, the yellow-and-black ‘Tobacco Sunburst’ acoustic was propped up next to them, ready to be strummed. Most distinctive was the floor-to-ceiling panoramic window that looked out over Old Hickory Lake; it was a gorgeous view.

A very familiar view. One that should have belonged to…

"Iron Man," Weiss followed up her train of thought with an elated little bounce when she edged into the corner of Yang's field of vision, her hands behind her back and cheeks bunched up from smiling. "I had a crew start work on building this during the tour, and… well, I didn't think to call it off when you went to Chicago. Now I'm glad I didn't, or there would have been no way it'd be completed by now."

Yang didn't think she could be any more speechless than earlier. But she was. She truly was. Slowly pacing downward toward the huge window, she looked out in awe at the sight before her, one that would no doubt be fantastic in a sunset or a sunrise. But just where were they, exactly? As she slowly stepped to look around the rest of the building, she continued to gape at all of the small quirks and features. This was much more personal, much more of a living space then her sterile apartment in her father's building was. It was alive.

"Did you… Did you build an entire house? For us?" she asked, continuing to look around for a moment longer. Though that question seemed silly. Of course a house couldn't be finished in such little time. But a renovation, maybe.

"For you," she corrected, following her around like an eager puppy. "You said you wanted a place like this of your own, modeled after Tony Stark's. I mean, I don't know how many details I got right; I'm not as big a fan as you are. But I trusted the architect I hired to be thorough in his research."

"This is just…" Continuing to gaze around the living room, to the couch and TV area, she could barely string a sentence together. Weiss did this all for her. And had it prepared for a long, long time. When she walked and finally sat herself down on said couch, she looked up toward her, tilting her head. "And I thought the only home you had was your apartment."

"It was." Then she approached and plunked herself down on the same couch. "But… now I have you. And I want us to have a home; one that you like. Not just moving in with me at my dad's building."

"You… I… wait." Leaning forward, she stared toward the ground for a moment longer to try and process everything. So much had happened today; the recording contract, being accepted fully by Weiss's father, and now this. She wanted them to live together, in a house she'd specifically modelled for her. This was hers and Yang's house, in every way. And Weiss made the arrangements for it while they were away, without her even knowing. It was an incredible surprise. One she knew not how to respond to.

But thinking on it further, she still hesitated longer. The last time she said she had to think about it, that she couldn't admit her true feelings in fear of timing, it nearly got them separated forever. She knew she loved Weiss; and knew from that painful separation, she wanted to be with her forever. Moving permanently was a big step, a big and scary step.

"You… actually want to live with me?"

Weiss scooted forward just a bit and turned in her seat to grasp Yang's thigh with both of her hands. "That's all I want. The only thing I want out of my life… all the glamour and stardom, talk shows, money, being successful… what's the point of it all if I can't share it with the only person who makes me truly happy?"

That seemed to settle it. There was no point in hiding her true feelings. Not when she and Weiss clearly wanted the same thing. Perhaps it was too soon, or perhaps it was just another step. Yang didn't care. She was more than willing to take it this time, and discover what the future had in store for them. Though for a moment, she bit her lip and smirked, before she leant in closer to Weiss on the sofa, resting a head on her shoulder as she looked up innocently.

"Don't suppose there's a lab in the basement with a bunch of iron suits is there?"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Weiss said with an affected air. "Haven't you met me? I'm THE Weiss. I don't do things halfway." She stood, reaching out a hand for her love. "Though I'm afraid the technology for the suits to actually fly and shoot laser beams isn't on the market yet. Sorry."

"Did you at least get me a fucking rad cosplay of him? Or Rescue?" Though when the latter of the two raised an eyebrow, as she was confused by the question, she laughed nervously. "Right, the comics aren't your thing. It’s totally fine that I’m the bigger geekburger here."

Laughing self-consciously, Weiss said, "I've never read a comic that wasn't in the Sunday newspaper in my entire life. But…" Pulling Yang in close, she leaned up and kissed her cheek softly. "If you have some, maybe I'll like them. But hey, I mean, never hurts to try something new, right? Y-you can, um… find me a good one, and I’ll try it."

“Really?!” Turning her head to press their foreheads against one another, the blonde’s smile grew into a ridiculous grin. "I'll get them when I grab the rest of my stuff, then."

"You really do have comics? That's pretty cool!" When Yang raised an eyebrow, she shrugged, "Well… I mean, it seems nerdy, but then again I've never known anyone who actually had them. And you definitely are not nerdy! Th-that is, in that lame way…" She trailed off, laughing at herself and gazing down at the floor. "I'll stop before I sound even worse."

She couldn't help but giggle to herself. Weiss seemed to miss the point Yang was getting at. "You realise that was a 'Yes, I'll move in with you', right?"

"Well yeah, but I don’t want you to think I care if you’re a nerd or… oh? I- oh." The diva’s face went slack for a moment as she processed, then brightened considerably. "You… really will? You’re sure? You don't hate it, you… and with me being here? Oh, Yang! Come here!"

Then she leapt up and threw her arms around her neck, drawing her down for a flurry of kisses. She wasn't about to stop showing Yang how unbelievably happy she was for a long, long time.

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Transcript below the cut!

Kim Roots (KR): I’m here with the cast of Midnight, Texas at TV Line’s Comic Con interview suite. Welcome! Yay! *cast cheers* Um, season 2 was not an easy get. It-we had to wait a long time. Were any of you guys sweating, like-like “What’s gonna happen?”

Arielle Kebbel (AK): All good things... come to those who wait? *cast laughs*

François Arnaud (FA): We knew, we knew it was gonna happen. Didn’t we? *cast laughs*

AK: Sure, yeah.

KR: You’re a little bit into season 2, right, a couple of episodes under your belt, here? You have some very exciting news, you have new people coming in. Um, I love that first season was- that Colconnar the demon was the big bad, and now it’s tourists are coming in and (inaudible)

AK: The worst! I’m someone from Florida, we know.

KR: Talk to me a little bit about, um, Kai and... Patience? Is that her name? Um... Nestor Carbonell and Jaime Ray Newman coming in- *cast cheers* Yeah, so exciting! And taking over the hotel. What is that gonna mean for-for the Midnighters? What’s that gonna mean for our group?

Parisa Fitz-Henley (PFH): Well they’re encroaching on Fiji’s territory. 

AK: For sure.

PFH: I mean, with their crystals and stuff and, yeah, they’re getting in my way.

KR: Is she gonna be a little less tranquil than normal because of that?

PFH: Maybe... I feel like...

AK: That’s a good way of putting it!

PFH: *nods* Fiji is really sweet but she’s also got a little bit of a petty streak, I think that we might see a little of that.

AK: But per François, they won’t last long ‘cause of the ghosts, so we’ll see what happens.

KR: Oh, right!

FA: The ghosts might just help us get rid of them.

KR: That’s cool, um, if only the resident medium weren’t bleeding from the ears all the time. *cast laughs*

FA: I mean... they were bleeding blood, and not black goo.

KR: Oh yeah, yeah that’s true. So-

Jason Lewis (JL): How does that stuff taste?

FA: Uh, it’s really sweet and minty, actually, I quite like that.

KR: It’s minty?

FA: It’s minty, yeah. 

Nicole Snyder (NS): We’re gonna gargle with it.

KR: How’s he doing as we come back into season 2?

FA: He’s, y’know, slightly more troubled than usual. Um, I mean, not great. He has, uh, demonic cancer, to put it lightly.

KR: Okay. 

AK: (to Nicole Snyder) Are we allowed to say that? *Nicole shrugs*

FA: No? What are we allowed to say then? *cast laughs*

KR: Okay, so let’s table that for a second. Um, he and Creek had just kind of gotten together at the end of last season and cemented it. Um, Sarah Ramos is not a series rgular this season, but I know she’s going to be around. 

FA: She’s around.

KR: So what does that relationship look like?

FA: Manfred’s coming to terms with the fact that maybe Creek deserves better than Midnight, I-I mean as a- *cast scoffs* no, no, no, different. I mean sh-she has more um... 

JL: Are you deflecting off of your own character, like maybe deserves better than Manfred? *cast laughs*

FA: I think she has higher hopes for herself than just being a waitress in a small town and I think she wants to pursue, um, studies, and uh, literature studies, because then she has to become Charlaine Harris and write Midnight, Texas. 

KR: Oh, that’s true! 

JL: Well maybe possibly a place where she’s not constantly in threat for her mortal life.

PFH: Eh, I mean...

KR: Setting the bar really high. *cast laughs* There was kind of a band-aid stuck on all the cracks in the town, right? Like they stuffed the demons back and sealed it up, but that’s not gonna last forever. Can you guys tell me a little bit about how soon into the new season are we in mortal danger again? 

AK: I mean, like, 30 seconds?

NS: I mean, yeah, pretty much ten seconds in.

Eric Charmelo (EC): Yeah, I-I mean, last season we played with the conceit that the threat to Midnight was lurking under the streets and this season the threat is amongst the Midnighters, so it’s kind of ferreting out, uh, who that threat it, and what the endgame is.

FA: It’s me. *cast laughs*

KR: Alright, so Josh Kelly’s character, Walker Chisum, who is... and there’s no way to say this in- he’s a gay demon hunter, but he does not hunt gay demons, he is gay-

EC: Correct, he is a gay cowboy demon hunter, he is. 

JL: And he doesn’t necessarily hunt cowboys either.

AK: And he’s from Unreal, which we both worked on. *points to Joe Lewis*

KR: Yes, yes.

AK: So it’s all in the family, we had Breeda last season, from Unreal, so it’s a fun crossover.

KR: I need some webisodes of like, some like, bachelor-type (inaudible) Midnight show. 

PFH: Oh my god, please.

AK: That would be funny.

KR: Walker has some attraction to Joe, I’m hearing. How is Chuy feeling about that? 

JL: Chuy doesn’t know a damn thing. *cast laughs*

EC: That’s the way he likes it. *points to Joe Lewis*

KR: Wow. I mean, is this a thing, is it kind of, like, does Joe pick up on that, like, right away?

JL: No, I think, you know, Joe’s going through his own thing. He was hiding in Midnight for forever and hiding from Breeda’s character, uh, forever, and I think it’s kind of indicative of any of us that suppress a fundamental part of ourselves. It’s gonna come bubbling out and so, I’m bubbling.

KR: Are there any lasting effects from the vampire blood that Lem gave Olivia at the end of last season?

AK: I don’t wanna be a vampire, if that’s what you’re asking. *laughs* Love Lexi, I did it, no offense *motions toward Peter Mensah*, love Lem. *cast laughs* To be honest, I think that there’s a lot more that Olivia and Lem are going through than just the... are the effects on the vamp-sucking his blood. So season 2, uh, Olivia and Lem have a psychic connection, literally, so it quickly goes from, like, every woman’s dream to like, “Back the F off!” *cast laughs* So there’s a lot of that, you know? Like we had-there-there’s a nice little song and dance we have to work out. 

FA: And maybe they’re thinking of, uh, expanding the family, aren’t they?

AK: *nods* A threesome. *cast laughs*

KR: How is Lem dealing with the psychic connection?

Peter Mensah (PM): Lem is busy shaking his head and wondering what the hell he got himself into (inaudible)

AK: Like every married man!

KR: Exactly, I love that. So it’s like not just like, “Oh honey, you’re, like, leaving wet towels on the floor” it’s like “You’re literally encroaching on my psyche”.

AK: It’s lit-I mean you wanna take this one since you know my thoughts? *motions to Peter Mensah* *cast laughs*

PM: Well I’m aware-I can’t say everything you’re thinking. *cast laughs*

AK: True!

PM: But yeah, it’s like y-you know, um, what do you do if you can literally hear someone’s thoughts, and feel their feelings.

KR: Oh, and feel their feelings too.

PM: And so, it’s a little bit more complicated than just, sort of, connected because emotionally, you’re going to react to the things they react to.

KR: My, like, not so smooth segue was “So like, speaking of connecting, over on the end here” that was like hot, sensual that just built to insanity at the end of last season between Fiji and Bobo. I mean, I watch TV, I know that when couples are that good, there’s always stuff that’s coming up for them. I’m very worried for you two, please put my mind at ease if you can.

Dylan Bruce (DB): Well at the beginning of season 2, they’re kind of like 21-year-olds again, when you first fall in love. Uh, very amorous, uh, they’re-

PFH: What do you mean 21 again? *cast laughs*

DB: They’re doing things-they’re doing things that Sting the singer would look at and go “Hm, haven’t tried that one before.” So, I’ll leave it at that, um, but yeah.

AK: Wow, he threw Sting in the mix.

DB: How could you not throw Sting in the mix?

FA: Is Sting famously adventurous? *cast nods*

DB: Yeah, but of course couples that are happy on TV can’t stay happy for too long so they’ll definitely- something could be happening to them down the road. It’s kinda scary, and uh, lovely, and-

PFH: Heart-wrenching, it’s heart-wrenching.

BD: Yeah. Sweet, cute, sad. Yeah.

PFH: Yeah, and surprising. I mean, that was the thing, you know. I thought “Okay, well this-this can’t possibily work out, like something’s gonna happen”. Nothing that is happening is anything I would’ve expected. Like I was like “Wh-What?! *gasps* Oh my god!”

DB: I’m always like “When’s Bobo gonna get to fight?” and Jason’s like “He’s a lover this season.” (inaudible) *cast laughs* I’m like “I wanna fight, man!”

AK: He’s gotta conserve energy.

NS: (inaudible) there’s nothing left in him to fight. It’s all love. *cast laughs* Oh! Oh! I didn’t mean it like that!

AK: Welcome to season 2! 

JL: Bravo. *pats Nicole Snyder’s shoulders* Yes, you did.

KR: I hate to end this on a down note but where’s Mr. Snuggly, why does he not come to Comic Con?

AK: We hired my cat instead. *cast laughs* I’m just kidding, but I’m still fighting for her.

PFH: Why would you want him here?

KR: I feel like he’s like-he may be like, the outlier. Does he like, does he have his own trailer and he like, slams the door and smokes cigarettes in there between (inaudible).

PFH: He’s mean. If he shows up at all! He’s the biggest diva, he’s so rude, do you see him on Twitter? He-he won’t leave me alone, he’s-he trolls me constantly. *cast laughs* What is the cat version of bitch? Like I know that’s like a f-dog thing, but like he’s-

KR: I think it’s just cat. *cast laughs* I’m a dog person. Um, there’s no way I can wrap this up in a concise way, so thank you guys so much for coming.

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[lunermagick-sims4]

Griselda’s Story

Part 28

Griselda woke up to Storm having a little red nose. “Storm you look like Rudolph. I think we need to go to the vet this morning.” Storm “chattered quietly.” Griselda went to check on Luna after getting dress. She found her to be her lively self. “Glad I only have one vet bill to worry over.”

Griselda got Storm onto her broom and they took off towards the vet’s office in Brindleton Bay where she has been taking them both since they were babies. Griselda got Storm registered with the assistant and then sat down to wait. She sent a text to Ren to let him know about Storm. Ren texted back, “Princess he will be fine. I am sure the vets will take care of him right away,” His text helped to reinsure her. “If you need me to come, I will princess.” Griselda smiled at the text and her little pet name he gave her. “I am okay. Thank you though 🧡,” Griselda text back. “Storm” the vet called out, which made Storm’s ears perk up to his name being called. The vet took him into the examination room and Griselda followed.

The vet checked him all over trying to figuring out what the issue may be. “You got a sweet little guy here” the vet said. “Thanks, he has been my buddy for a long time.” The vet smiled looking over his chart. He was almost ready to make his observations so to give Storm the medication he needed when he thought to ask, “Is money going to be an issue today?” Griselda shock her head. “As long as it makes him better.” The vet nodded and gave him the shot. “He will be feeling better very soon.” He lifted Storm off the table handed him to Griselda to cuddled him.

“Glad to know you are going to feeling better she said.” The vet’s comment to her as he walked out of the room,“ He may need some wellness treats so make sure you pick some up on your way out. He may feel a little off later from the needle but hopefully the medicine works. He is not a normal cat or dog so sometimes the medicine may not work as well.” Griselda nodded. “My little magic creature.” She laughed and got some wellness treats. “Your ferret Luna can have them too, if it is nothing to serious.” Griselda nodded. Griselda received a text from Darryl, he wanted to do know if she was interested in some dueling today. She dropped Storm off at the house to rest and headed off to the realm.

Griselda arrived to the dueling grounds. “Hey Darryl how is the party planning going?” Darryl looked frustrated, “my sister is a diva!” They both laughed. “Emilie is looking after things as she can do a better job then me. I am just the heavy lifter.” Griselda laughed. “That’s Gemma for you. She got to have her glam. She is always dresses nice and her hair always looking beautiful.” Darryl nodded. “As for her hair she had made a change.” Griselda looked at him, “Really! She has not been home lately.” Darryl nodded. “It look nice, I promise and she probably should be home tomorrow.” Griselda smiled. “I will be excited to see her new look, so are you ready to duel.” Darryl smiled. “Yes! Lets duel”

Griselda was happy she won the duel against Darryl. “You are getting much stronger Vermillion.” Griselda laughed as she had not heard him call her that in a long time. “Well thank you Charm.” The two laughed. “How is Forgotten Hollow treating you?” Griselda shrugged. “Not bad. I got Gemma, Ren, Caleb and Lilith.” Darryl looked confused, “What is Ren doing in Forgotten Hollow? I had no idea that is where he is living.” Griselda shrugged. “He was living there when I moved to Forgotten Hollow.” Darryl said no more. “Well, see you later little sister,” and he was off. It was getting late and she did not feel like going back to an empty house so she texted Ren. “Are you free?” It wasn’t long and she received a reply. “Come on over Princess.” She got onto her broom and fly back to Forgotten Hollow.

Ren met her as soon as she landed. “Beautiful as ever Princess.” She smiled. “I am just coming back from the Realm. I really have not been home much lately. Kinda boring being home alone.” Griselda smiled at him. “Gemma is away and I just beat Darryl at a duelling match,” Griselda was all smiles. Ren and Griselda walked into the house chatting away about their day.

They were heading into the livingroom to sit on the couch. “Amazing job Griselda.” Griselda blushed. “You and Minerva taught me everything I know.” Griselda felt sad saying her name. “I miss her to you know.” Griselda pushed it aside. “You know I been focusing on improving my duelling skills and spells. I may catch up to you for duelling, may become even better than you.” She teased. “Really now? Your a duelling princess now. We will have to test it out sometime.” Ren looked like he had a lot on his mind. “What is wrong?” Ren brushed his hand through his hair. “Griselda!” Her mind racing, he had not called her by her name for a while, this must be very serious. She ready herself for more bad news. “I know here about a season ago you must of thought of me as a terrible person especially when I keep pushing you away. The truth is,” Griselda cut in. “You do not need to explain yourself.” He put his hand on her leg. “Let me finish, please.” She began to relax. “See when I was a teenager I had a girlfriend all through high school. We both were interested in training to become the untamed sage. Well I was told the job officially was mine once we become young adults. She was so upset.” Griselda put her hand onto his. “We tried working through it. She assured me she was fine with everything but I knew she was upset. We continue to stay together for awhile but one day I caught her fooling around with Simeon, you know what he is like.” Ren brushed his free hand through his hair again. “Yes, it may have been some over our ages differences but alot was about the position I am in. I was scared to let myself get close to anyone again” Griselda understood. “You were hurt. Someone you loved betrayed you over something small, and you also wanted me to grow more before really settling down.” Ren nodded. “I know what we are doing is wrong, but it is happening, I have strong feelings for you.” Griselda smiled. “We only had sex once so like you said we let our guards down we need to be more careful and try to take things slowly. We will not do that again we will have to be more careful.” Ren nodded. “We can still fool around by kissing if you would like.” Griselda smiled. “You are really untamed aren’t you?” She teased. “It is getting late would you like to spend the night with me, Princess?” Griselda though on it for bit as her mind wander about her relationship with Caleb how he had never asked her to stay over and he had only stayed once at her place before Gemma moved in. “Yes, I will.” Just then Luna and Storm showed up out of no where. “I guess my fur babies knew. You know they like you.” Ren smiled. They went up stairs to retire for the evening but once in the bedroom they could not help themselves they started to kiss.

Ren stopped for a moment. “Are you sure you want to go any further?” Griselda did not need to think, she knew what she wanted. “Ren I am okay to go further with you. I like to lay on the bed instead of standing up though.” She smiled. The two got onto the bed. Griselda made herself comfy and Ren began to touch her thighs, his touch always made her spark with pleasure. They kissed more passionately, “I am ready to remove clothes if you are?” Griselda gave her permission. “Ren it is fine.” Her dress and shoes came off and Ren shirt came off and fell to the floor. The two kissed and kissed, all worries had gone, it was just exactly what they need. “If I do not stop now princess I will want more.” She smiled. “It is fine with me!” The two laid together, Griselda embraced in his arms. She felt safe and comfortable with him, she did not want to ever leave his embrace, this is what she had wanted for so long as she drifted off to sleep in the arms of the man she trusted with her life!

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