Nick realized, staring up at the smoggy night sky, that he
was a pushover.
It was a Saturday night and he had been having a perfectly
grand time being miserable with the rest of his band mates. Lounging in their
rented house’s garage, cigarette smoke from Finnick filling the room along with
the strum of Honey’s guitar and the scent of Flash’s moon cakes.
They usually spent their Saturdays in a gloom and doom mood
as they had, yet again, failed to get a gig. And Nick had been perfectly content to lie sprawled on the
creaky couch all night but then Winter Storme (Honey’s gal and the one vixen
who wasn’t charmed by him in the slightest) had popped up and somehow convinced
them to come to a frat party, a frat party that had the AUDACITY to have a DJ
instead of a band.
Seeing this Nick had given a resounding “Fuck this!” and
took up a vacant lawn chair in the front lawn while his friends did their own
his dark aviators he stared up at the sky, behind him the bass of the music
threatened to shake the house down. Couples of all kinds were on the wrap
around porch of the frat house and lawn, making out and fondling each other and
Nick was jealous. He wondered if Sue was around.
The cheerleader was a gorgeous vixen who enjoyed his company
in a very fun ‘adult’ way, especially when she had a few drinks in her. Nick
wouldn’t really call her a girlfriend since they didn’t go on dates but Nick
definitely didn’t need that level to have some knot-y fun.
“Oh, that’s good,” he breathed to himself, curling his lips
up into a grin. “I gotta write that one down could be in one of our more
Nick sat up from where he lounged on the chair, pulling his
aviators up to rest atop his head.
Before him was a bunny he had never seen before. She wore a
green sweater and orange skirt that reached her ankles (they still made those?)
and had soft looking gray fur and violet eyes that were shielded by matching
Nick smiled, “Yeah, sweetheart?”
“I-uh, I hate to bother you,” she began softly, her clasped
paws held over her stomach. “But I was looking for my new roommate-I just moved
to the dorms-do you know if Dawn Bellwether is in there?”
Nick chuckled, “Trust me, darling, a frat party is the last
place where you’ll find Snooty Smellwether.”
The rabbit looked affronted by his wording of the ewe but
didn’t comment on it, instead her velvety ears drooped. “Our room is locked and
I can’t get my own key until morning. I was hoping to find her so I can unpack
“Feel free to wait here,” Nick offered even though it really
wasn’t his place. “Socialize a while. You’ll regret not doing that once you
start living with Captain of the Earth Club.”
“There’s nothing wrong with keeping the earth healthy,” the
“Oh, man,” Nick shook his head with amusement. “Who guards
“My name is Judy,” she nodded to him before allowing her
brow to wrinkle, “What do you mean by guard?”
“Nick Wilde. And you’re exactly the kind of animal who needs
a chaperone,” he informed her with a lazy grin. Imagining what more…wicked animals would think of doing to
her. A wicked fox he was not.
“I don’t need a chaperone,” Judy huffed, making her cheeks
puff out adorably. “I’m eighteen.”
Oh, wow, Nick tried not to laugh. “Listen Cherry,” he began,
calling her cherry cause she so obviously was one, no buck had yet wrestled
with her under the sheets. “The path you’re currently standing on leads to the
dorm, if Bellwether is around then she has
to pass by here. So why not stay awhile?”
In truth Nick was fascinated, he knew so few virgins. He
wanted to mess with her.
“I suppose that’s better than walking around in the dark,”
“Atta girl,” he
offered his paw as if for a shake. When Judy accepted it he pulled her to him.
“Sit with me,” he said a moment before she plopped onto his lap.
instantly tensed up, her ears a faint shade of red. “I-I don’t really need to
sit in your lap! I’m too heavy.”
“Nonsense,” he flashed his lady-winning grin at her, “You’re
light as a feather, and warm, just
what I needed.”
Judy swallowed but he could tell she wanted to appear
causal, “So…uh, Nick. What’s your major?”
“Technically business but I prefer to think that spiritually
I’m a musical major.”
He took note of the way her eyes flashed with interest, she
cocked her head to the side, moving slightly in his lap and Nick liked the
“You like music?”
“I’m the lead singer of a band,” he
tilted his chin up, not afraid to fluff out his feathers. “It’s called Tiny
“Congratulations,” she replied which Nick found an odd thing
to say. Not like he said they were successful.
“Do you play anywhere?”
And just like that the conversation plummeted on the fun
poll. “Not exactly.”
”Well, if you do I’d love to come see you play once I’m settled in.”
“Hmm, how sweet of you.” Eager to take the reins back he
grabbed one of Judy’s ears, making her blush even more as he ran his paw over
the pink underside. “What’s your major,
“Oh, I’m-I’m in law,” she answered a little breathlessly.
“But I’m a really big fan of music.”
“Huh,” Nick kept his eyes on the ear he
stroked, wondering if all of her body was this soft.
“But why do you call me Cherry?” Judy asked out of the blue.
Nick smirked at her, “Isn’t it obvious?”
When she just frowned Nick wondered if she was even real.
After all weren’t bunnies suppose to be like sex machines or something? He slid
a claw under her chin and she blinked, shivering slightly. “It means,” he
began, “That all the boy sin your home town are idiots who are either blind or
have bad taste, not snatching you up while they had the chance.”
She giggled and it reminded him of wind chimes. “You’re
If you only knew,
Nick winked, “Not everyday I get to converse with a cute little bunny.”
Judy blushed harder; Nick glanced at her too long skirt,
wondering if her legs and thighs were as soft as her ears.
“I appreciate what you’re trying to say,” she remarked
bashfully. “But most rabbits aren’t very fond of being called cute.”
“Okay,” he replied then leaned forward so his nose brushed
hers. “Then it’s not everyday I get to converse with a beautiful little bunny.”
He tried not to laugh
at her expression and his eyes went to her slightly opened mouth. He wondered…
Judy’s arms suddenly shot out when Nick had inched forward.
His eyes widened as for a moment he thought she meant to strangle him. But no
she only fixed his loosened tie before making a point of turning her head away,
red as a chili pepper.
Nick snickered, looking her up and down. Maybe coming to a
suckish frat party hadn’t been such a bad idea.
“You’re silly,” Judy breathed, a smile lifting up the lips
he had attempted to taste.
new smoky voice spoke up and the fox grinned.
Judy jumped off his lap as a vixen in short shorts and a
shirt that showed off her slim midriff showed up.
Nick slid up to his feet, “Sue, you look ravishing tonight,
He felt Judy’s eyes on him as the vixen sauntered over, not
even noticing the bunny as she flung her arms around Nick’s neck. “I saw
Finnick inside. He told me you were out here, why didn’t you come hunt me
“You know I’m allergic to DJs,” Nick reminded her with his
half-lidded eyes and a lazy smirk.
Sue leaned closer, “But aren’t I worth it?” She didn’t give
Nick a chance to come up with a witty reply, pushing her mouth against his.
Sue wasn’t one for small pecks on the lips, she stuck her
tongue down your throat as soon as possible, something Nick didn’t mind. But
tonight he couldn’t help opening his eye a slit and glancing toward Judy.
The rabbit jolted when they made eye contact, ears still
red, and her expression was a mixture of mortification and indignation. Clearly
she had taken his flirting too seriously.
He kept a laugh in his throat as she stomped off.
the next several minutes sharing the chair with a needy Sue before Finnick came
out and told them it was time to go (sending a look of dislike at Sue as he did
so). Nick asked if the vixen wanted to spend the night as his place, she said
she had to get back to her dorm to study for a test.
Translation: We might pass someone I know and I don’t want
my friends to know I’m sleeping with someone like you.
But Nick was used to it and bid her farewell as he followed
Finnick, Winter and Honey, who was carrying Flash on her back, waiting for them
on the drive way.
“You okay Hundred
Yard Dash?” Nick asked the sloth as Tiny Hoarder plus one made their way down
the street back to their mediocre living quarters.
“I’m…swell…” Flash replied easily, not looking like he got a
hold of any alcohol or drugs.
“I’m tired and I’m not waiting the hour it takes for him to
walk home,” Honey informed him, punctuating her words with a yawn.
“Well I do appreciate you guys coming to the party,” Winter
told the four. “It’s not healthy being cooped up in that garage all day.”
“We’re artists, Winter,” Finnick said from around an unlit
cigarette, “We’re not supposed to be healthy.”
“And we do go out,” Nick replied.
“Bars and once in a while gigs don’t count,” the arctic fox
Nick snorted, Maybe
not to you.
Flash slowly lifted a claw to point forward, the group following his claw to
see a long-eared figure a little farther down the street.
Nick broke in a huge grin, “Cherry!”
Judy jumped and whirled around, her ears blushing when she
spotted Nick, “H-Hello.”
“Long time no see,” he teased, walking over to stand before
her. His smirk was in check though he took note her violet eyes weren’t as open
“It’s only been a few minutes, thirty top,” she replied.
“Who’s this Nick?” Honey asked as his friends crowded around
him to get a look at the freshman. Judy took a step back.
Nick waved a paw toward her, “This is my new friend Cherry.”
“My name is not Cherry and we barely know each other,” the
rabbit said with bluntness. “My name is Judy Hopps and at most we’re
“Nick gets a lot of those,” Winter chuckled before
introducing herself. The others followed suit.
“Isn’t it a little late to be walking around here?” Finnick
asked, glancing around. The few houses on the streets had pitch black windows.
“I know,” Judy’s expression turned wary. “But I still
haven’t found my roommate and I kinda…lost my way.”
She let out a sigh, “So far this has been a not so good
“The night’s still young,” Nick pointed out.
“It’s one in the morning,” Finnick replied and Nick smacked
him with his tail.
“The night’s still young,” he repeated, “You can have a
blast and hang out with us, spend the night at our place and you can get your
room key tomorrow.”
Judy looked at the fox cautiously and Honey broke into
laughter, “Don’t worry sugar.” She winked, “We’re good at keeping Nick in
“Well…” Judy caved, “If it isn’t a bother I’d appreciate
“Of course it’s no bother,” Nick assured as he
slung his arm around Judy’s shoulder and led her down the street to his house.
“Hey, you can even check out the garage where all the magic happens.”
She glanced at him, her muscles constricted under his arm, “Magic?”
“Remember I lead a band,” he jogged her memory, jerking his
thumb to his friends. “These are my band mates, except for Winter. She’s just a
“Oh,” Judy replied and said no more until they reached the
house with it’s peeling paint and missing a few shingles roof. “Nice place.”
“You’re a nice liar,” Finnick replied. Meanwhile Honey
placed Flash down so she could open the garage door; they stopped using the
front door three days upon moving in (the hinges were rusted beyond repair).
into the garage, noticing the old couch, arm chair, and plastic chair that sat
in a sort of circle around a coffee table with ring stains and covered in
scribbled paper, dirty ash trays, and moon cake trash.
But Judy’s eyes were on Honey’s guitar that took up most of
the couch, blood red and covered in pictures of adorable animals. She walked
over to examine in with an almost critical eye before noticing Finnick’s drums
in the corner of the garage, standing next to Flash’s pitch black bass.
She smiled over at
them, “Your instruments are in good shape.”
“Thank you,” Nick replied, taking the empty space on the
couch. Considering he saw himself as his own instrument he took those words as
Judy complimenting his good looks. It had only been a matter of time before she
“You sound like you
know your instruments,” Honey remarked, moving her guitar so Judy could sit
down. The rabbit didn’t look overly thrilled to sit by Nick but didn’t want to
be rude. The fox scooted closer to her when she sat down on the very edge of
“I know a little…” she said bashfully, messing with the
sleeve of her scarf. It was then Nick realized she had the color scheme of a
“Now, exactly how did
you meet Nick?” Finnick asked, finally lighting his cigarette and claiming the
arm chair as his own.
“Uh, I was just looking for my new roommate, that’s all,”
Judy said and Nick could take a hint. No mentioning how she was totally charmed by his flirting. At
least not while she was there.
roommate?” Winter asked. Honey had sat cross-legged before the coffee table and
the vixen now sat in her lap.
“Dawn Bellwether,” Judy said then blinked at the cringe the
entire room shared. “Is she really that bad?”
“Not bad per say,” Honey was trying to find the right words,
“Especially around the likes of us,”
Finnick said, smoke leaking out from between his teeth. “But then, that’s a lot
of animals at this college.”
“Oh?” Judy frowned.
The fennec shrugged, “A dead beat band isn’t the most
admirable of animals, Hopps.”
“We are not dead beat,” Nick snapped, “We are young college
students who just haven’t been discovered yet.” He looked to Judy, “If you
heard us you’d know we’re meant to be on stage like Lion Zepplin or My Rabid
Romance.” He pointed to Honey, “In fact, Honey Bunches grab your guitar let’s
give Cherry a show.”
“Nick, I’m tired,”
the badger moaned, resting her chin on Winter’s shoulder. The vixen was looking
through the scribbles left on the table.
“But Honey,” he
“I can come listen some other time,” Judy offered. “As soon
as I settle in, I promise.”
Nick sighed, disappointed but didn’t argue. At least that
meant he was assured to see her again, he’d make her fulfill that promise.
speaking of tired let’s get some sleep,” Finnick replied, snuffing his
cigarette out in one of the most clean ash trays.
“Come on, Judy, I can get the couch ready for you,” Honey
offered as she and Winter got to their feet.
“Thank you,” Judy replied as she moved to follow the two.
Nick smirked at her tail, “We’d offer to share a bed but
Finnick snores, Flash sleep walks and Winter and Honey share a bed so no room.”
When Judy looked back at him he bared his teeth in a seductive grin, “Of course
my room is basically the Ritz.”
“Nick.” His four
friends growled before Honey hurried the blushing Judy inside.
The fox laughed, glancing at Flash who was the only other
one in the garage, slowing rising to his feet, “Ready to go inside when you are
dreams that night were filled with drunk vixens and cottontails and for once he
wasn’t reluctant to get out of bed, hoping to catch Judy before she left.
The bunny was already up and helping Winter fix pancakes in
the kitchen. Finnick enjoying a morning smoke while reading the newspaper he
always ‘borrowed’ from their neighbor.
“Morning,” Winter told Nick and Judy offered him a hesitant
“I didn’t think you’d still be here,” Nick said, pulling up
a seat next to Finnick.
Judy took his words the wrong way, sending him an apologetic
look, “I just wanted to help make breakfast as a thank you.”
“I told her you liked blueberries,” Winter told him, placing
the breakfast on the table. “So she showed me how to make homemade blueberry
Nick’s tail nearly wagged, “Really?”
“It’s a family recipe,” Judy explained, wiping the flour off
her paws with a towel.
By the time
Honey and Flash woke up the pancakes were finished and Judy was complimented
over and over again, each time the bunny bashfully waved the words away, saying
it was thanks to her mother’s teachings that they turned out so well.
But then all too soon her phone buzzed and she had to bid
“I left my bags by my
room’s door and apparently that’s causing a traffic jam in the hallway.” She
stood up and smiled at the group, “Thank you so much for letting me spend the
night, I appreciate it.”
“Anytime,” Honey welcomed and Nick nodded enthusiastically,
busy chewing his blueberry pancakes that reminded him of sugar-filled mornings
as a kit.
With another smile Judy walked to the front door, before any
of them could say it was messed up she opened the door and closed it behind her
with ease, leaving them blinking, impressed.
later Finnick pointed his fork at Nick, “No.”
The fox blinked again, “Excuse me?”
“That’s a good girl,” he pointed to where Judy had vanished,
“Which means you don’t get to sleep with her.”
“Now hold on,” Nick began, seeing his friends all turn
glares on him. “When did this become a thing? I’m a free fox I can do what I
wish, and it’s really up to fate anyway-”
“Uh, no,” Finnick interrupted him. “It’s not, it’s up to if
you can keep your paws to yourself and not do whatever it is you do to get
girls to sleep with you.”
“You guys never complain when I have Sue over,” Nick pointed
“It disgusts us, rest assured,” Honey told him. “But we
don’t like her, we like Judy and we
don’t want you deflowering her to ruin what could be a good friend.”
“Yes, I’m tired of being the only non
band member in this group,” Winter added.
“And she’s a good cook,” Finnick stated the obvious, “I want
her to cook for us again but she won’t if you and your dick go and break her
heart like I know you’re planning to
“Okay, okay,” Nick
relented as he stood up to go get changed. He held a paw over his heart and
lifted two fingers, “Scout’s honor, I won’t screw Judy Hopps.”
With that said he
walked back to his room, as soon as the door closed behind him he turned his
lips up into a devious grin.
It’s my day off and I still had a suitcase sitting in the middle of my room, so it’s time to clean up! Someday I’ll manage to get my room ACTUALLY clean, but the goal today is to at least get all my clothes put away. I finally went through all my close and put all the stuff that doesn’t fit anymore in storage. I’m not willing to get rid of it because I WILL need it again, hopefully soon, but right now it’s taking up space and I can’t wear it. So there goes a good chunk of my “girly” clothes, haha. But at least now I can pull put anything from my dresser and actually be able to put it on my body. So that’s good.
Lyanna is one of those mysterious characters that has caught my attention on my first read and I’ve been obsessing over her ever since. I’ve read everything from meta to fanfiction, but it often seems that people only talk about the tomboy or the naive young girl, overlooking the fact that she is also one of Martin’s very complex characters. So I put together all the passages about her appearance and personality.
One of the first things we learn about Lyanna is that she died at 16 and that she was beautiful.
Lyanna had only been sixteen, a child-woman of surpassing loveliness. Ned had loved her with all his heart. Robert had loved her even more. She was to have been his bride.
“She was more beautiful than that,” the king said after a silence. (Eddard, AGoT)
Later, we hear that Arya looks like her:
You remind me of her sometimes. You even look like her.”
“Lyanna was beautiful,” Arya said, startled. Everybody said so. It was not a thing that was ever said of Arya.
“She was,” Eddard Stark agreed, “beautiful, and willful, and dead before her time.” (Arya, AGoT)
One of the most difficult things about cleaning when you have hoarding tendencies is that it’s always an emotional process as much as it is a physical process. Everything has a story attached to it, part of me feels like everything matters, because I have so many memories of wearing that old shirt I haven’t touched in three years, but I remember being on the road with it one time–! And fighting back against that urge to keep it just because of the familiarity of it, the feelings I have invested in it, despite that it’s not actually useful to me anymore, is an uphill battle. An battle worth fighting, of course, and I’ve made a lot of progress, I’m not a full hoarder, but I have enough of it that I’m exhausted emotionally after a cleaning binge just as much as I am physically.
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I figured that there are other fans who would give this CD a better home than me. This CD is extremely rare, especially since it’s signed. Even if you can’t buy, if you could help promote, I would be very grateful :)
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