and look how happy and bouncy she is

It's About Who You Love

by @superkaradamnvers

    Kissing. Sucking. Moaning. It was amazing. And Kara loved every second of it. Cat was here. On top of her. And it felt so good. Tangled limbs, mingling breaths, rustling sheets. Kara moaned as Cat came beneath her for the second time, and thrust a little harder, rubbing their bodies together, making Cat purr soft words eagerly, just as happy.

Sex. Cat Grant. Kara’s apartment. Heated bodies in friction. Clothing ripping. Moonlight streaming into the room over them. Kara’s supersuit lost on the floor.

Cat was back. After weeks of quiet Cat was back. And it was the best moment of Kara’s life. Kara moaned again as her own orgasm came hard through her, making her knees weak, and Cat whispered something Kara didn’t really hear as she shook and cried out, letting herself fall softly on top of Cat as her mind went blank.

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Kara sat up in bed sharply, hearing a moan in her mind, and stared at her empty apartment, the sun streaming in through open curtains, and… nobody else. Kara stared ahead and panted, wondering…

“Morning, Supergirl.”

Kara gasped and looked at her tiny balcony, and her mouth fell open at the sight. Cat. A plain blue blouse. Her blouse. Nothing else. Hair tied back loosely at her neck. A smile.

“Cat? I…”

“You were dreaming. It sounded good.”

“It wasn’t a dream. I…” Kara stopped as everything came back in a rush, and looked around, clothing everywhere in a messy trail from the kitchen to the bed. Kara glanced around and then back at Cat as memories from the other night came flying back, and CatCo. Cat. Coming Back. As CEO. The kiss. The talk. And then… the sex. Kara felt like fainting, and tightened her hands into the mattress beneath her, to ground herself. “You’re here.”

“I am. That was a rather… enjoyable evening there, with those powers.” Cat said, turning towards Kara and leaning against the railing, crossing her legs as she spoke. “I can’t say I minded it, when you ripped my dress.”

“You’re here.” Kara repeated, happily this time, smiling as Cat walked towards her. “That wasn’t a dream.” Kara whispered again, bringing hands into Cat’s and tugging her closer onto the bed. “Cat.”

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And here she is now!! I redid the twists on the side the best I could but left the one at the top off so she could wear the sunglasses the fashion scene set came with. I’m sad she laid a lot of hair but I’m happy with how it looks now, it’s so full and bouncy and nothing like the matted hunk it was… Her face looks a lot better too!

I’m still not 100% on this outfit but who knows maybe swapping the socks and sandals out for boots would look better? The sweat pant trouser things have grown on me with their 60s vibe.

Today just wasn’t Scarlett’s day, was it? The weather had been miserable all day, some cat had come along and mouthed off to her, and then there was the fact that she’d felt especially unproductive today. She hadn’t had one bit of success.

Yesterday hadn’t been so bad; she even got to see a nice sunset. So why was today less than stellar?

The small Mr. Mime rubbed her temples in frustration. 

Something caught her attention just then, though. She heard … voices? Perking up her ears to hear better, Scarlett faced towards the direction of the new sounds.

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anonymous asked:

I loved the lap dance scenarios, could you do Denmark and Belgium?

Denmark: 

  • Do you want a dominating, fuck-against-the-closest-flat-surface Danish Viking?  Because this is how you get a dominating, fuck-you-against-the-closest-flat-surface Danish Viking.
  • You may get like 30 seconds into the show before he lets go and gets his hands on you.
  • Most people would say he’d respond like a puppy - excited, bouncy, happy.  Yeah, in a way.  But this mostly just brings out the aggressive, dom side of him.  

Belgium:

  • Honestly, it’s very likely her response would be to do the same thing right back.  You want to tease?  Oh no, she will be the tease.
  • Very vocal during the whole situation.  Talks a lot about how beautiful you are, how much she loves the way you move, how great your body looks when you dance for her.
  • Eventually, the switch will come, when she’ll shove you into the chair and lean over you, whispering sensually in your ear that it’s your turn.
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。*゚✲*☆ Bulma 。*゚✲*☆

I’m a lucky puppy and got to work on a really sweet collab of a happy bouncy summery Bulma with @xbloodmilkx980!! She drew the gorgeous line art and I got to colour them all in!! 

 I love your art so much and this was lots of fun!!!

LOOK AT THESE COLOURS :O

Safe

Song: In My Arms- Plumb
Pairing: Steve x Reader
Words: 2254
Summary: After years of raising your daughter, you learn that the safest place for her is in your arms.
Warnings: fluff, angst, 1 or 2 swear words, near death experience
A/N: I kind of went crazy with this one. I didn’t know whether I wanted to make it fluffy, or angsty, or just something funny. I decided to go with the flow and see what happened. I’m not too happy with how it ended, but the rest is okay. I hope you enjoy.
(d/n)- Daughter Name


You smiled brightly down at your newborn daughter as she opened her eyes for the first time. Her wails had stopped, and you were finally able to see the bright blue eyes that she’d inherited from her father. She looked up at you with wonder in her eyes, and you were immediately smitten.

“Hey there pretty girl. I’m your mama,” you whispered as you tried to keep your joyful tears at bay. A hand on your shoulder made you glance up at your husband, Steve. He was smiling nearly as wide as you were as he looked between the both of you. He was the definition of a proud father. “And this is your daddy. We’re gonna take good care of you and be the best parents we can.”


“Mama! Mama!” Your daughter’s frantic calls were enough to have you running towards your daughter’s room like your ass was on fire. Her voice sounded so scared and frantic that it immediately put you into what Steve called ‘mama bear mode’. When you got to her room, you pushed the door open the rest of the way and scanned her room for any type of danger.

“What is it sweetheart? What’s wrong?” There was nothing wrong with her room. From what you could see, the windows were still locked, and the closet was completely empty. So, that ruled out an intruder that had frightened her.

You crouched by the side of her bed, and she immediately wrapped her tiny arms around your neck in a hug. Her little body shook in your arms as she sobbed. It made your heart ache seeing her so upset and not knowing what was causing it. Despite your worries of what was wrong, you shushed her and cooed into her ear to try and calm her. After a few minutes, her sobbing stopped, and you were able to pull away to get a good look at her face.  

“Come on sweetheart, tell mama what’s wrong. What’s making my little princess cry?” She used her hand to wipe away the tears left on her face as she spoke.

“I-I had a nightmawe 'bout daddy.” You hummed in understanding. Steve had been away on a mission for the first time in a while. There were times where he would go on quick missions when she was too young to understand, but now she was old enough to wonder why he was gone. That was a talk that you didn’t want to have with your daughter at the time. You wanted to keep her as ignorant to the danger her father was in for as long as possible.

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nightly-noivern  asked:

28?

28. Which muse is your favorite? 

Now now. Parents shouldn’t choose a favourite between their children.

… but if you’re gonna be like THAT, I have to say GLee.

She’s probably the one I’ve had most fun with, the most character development and I mean… Look at her! She’s so bouncy and round~

How can I not love a bouncy, sassy, internet-duck-mom?

I love all my dudes, but this duck’s face always makes me happy~

@nightly-noivern

hey...do you want any art?

So, here is finally my part two of my fanart recs! It’s going to be long, but it’s going to be worth it. So, if you like Miraculous Ladybug and you like fanart, here are these people I love and why. (now with examples!)

[also, there are hundreds of great artists in this fandom, but I am just one person. please remember that.]


@starrycove//(credit)

I adore Starry’s work. She inspires me often because as you can see, she has soft overall color as you can see in Ladybug’s hair and suit and Adrien’s hair too. But draws the sweetest expressions and makes them glow. Look at how they are glowing in their faces, in their hair, that is the warmth of happiness right there.

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One Direction Preference : Baby's First Laugh (Requested)

Louis: “Look at daddy, look at daddy!” Louis cooed to his son who just stared back at his father with a blank look on his face. “Come on, Christian, just look at daddy, look i’m making a funny face!” he pulled a funny face and your son looked as if he’d shake his head if he was able to. “Louis, are you trying to get him to laugh or something? Tickle him, should work, that’s what i read anyways and that’s also what your mother told me.” Louis nodded and began to tickle the tiny baby’s sides and watched as Christian began to smile and soon enough his mouth was in an ‘o’ shape and he was laughing and both you and Louis hovered over him. “His first laugh.” you say and Louis nodded. “You got it on camera right?” You kiss the top of Louis’ head. “Yep, post it to twitter?” Louis laughed. “Yeah, everyone deserves to hear the newest Tommo’s laughter.”

Harry: “Okay, something is wrong with your kid.” Louis told both you and Harry as you two stood in the kitchen making a desert. “What’s wrong with my daughter?” Harry asked and Louis threw his arms in the air. “She doesn’t laugh at anything i do. I’m funny, people always laugh at me. That’s just who i am. But your daughter either doesn’t know how to laugh or she just doesn’t like me.” You sigh. “Louis, she’s never laughed before, she’s only a month old, give her some time.” Louis sighed and Harry followed him back out to where your daughter lay in her crib. “Hey there, Emma, wanna laugh for daddy?” Harry tried and Emma just laid there kicking her tiny feet. “You guys are doing it all wrong.” you state and come in and start playing with your daughter with her favorite toy and as soon as she saw it, she started to giggle and you smile in satisfaction. “And there you have it, our baby girl’s first laugh brought to you all by her momma and not her uncle or daddy, i feel accomplished.”

Liam: “Hey (YN) i got something for Lily while i was out!” he called and you walked out of your bedroom with your baby girl in your arms and shook your head at him. “What did you possibly get for a two month old? She’s already got more then enough toys to keep her busy for the next four years.” Liam nodded. “I know, that’s why i got her a toy, that well, she’s not going to get bored with anytime soon.” “How do you know that?” you tried to counter his confidence but it looked like he had you beat. “Because, this one’s alive.” “Huh?” He had you lost and confused until he pulled a tiny little puppy from behind his back and showed it off to you and your baby girl saw it right away and started to laugh and Liam grinned like an idiot. “See? She likes it already, here, let’s see how she really likes it.” He put the puppy next to Lily and she reached out with a hand and put it on the puppy’s head and continued to giggle and you looked at Liam shocked. “She’s laughing, Liam! For her first time. her first laugh.” Liam kissed his daughter’s cheek. “I knew you’d be laughing soon.”

Niall: Little Sophie was in her bouncy seat next to the couch where Niall sat watching the latest derby game. He was on babysitting duty while you went to work and tried to get his little girl to be happy about the game that displayed on the screen. She kept making gurble sounds and Niall would look over. “Having fun now, aren’t ya?” The baby just smiled back and Niall resumed watching the game. The other team scored and Niall groaned and yelled at the tv and heard a weird noise and turned to see little Sophia laughing and he cocked his head at her. “You like it when daddy’s favorite team loses or do you just like it when daddy yells at the tv? Are you going to be like me?” Sophie just continued to laugh and Niall shook his head and dialed your number, you picked up on the first ring. “(YN)? Yeah, i just thought i’d let you know, Sophie just laughed for the first time. What’d i do to get her to laugh? Well, i yelled at the tv when the other team scored and what the hell they just did it again!” Sophie laughed more and Niall put the phone closer to her. “See, she’s laughing, thought you’d want to hear it.”

Zayn: He wanted to make you something for your birthday since it happened just after you had your son, a couple months later, but close enough. It was just Zayn and your son, Brody at home in the art room. Zayn had Brody in just his diaper and began to paint all over the tiny one’s body and with each stroke of the paint brush Zayn saw a smile appear on his son’s face and knew he was close to laughter. “You’re ticklish, i can tell, but what about your feet? Are you really ticklish there?” he grinned and your son just began kicking his feet until Zayn managed to capture one of the feet and began to paint up and down and inbetween the toes. “Nothing? Really?” Zayn asked and finally squirted a bunch of paint onto a plate and picked your son up and dipped his foot under and once his foot came into contact with the pain, he began laughing uncontrollably and Zayn joined in on the laughter. “Knew you were ticklish somewhere and by the way, you have your mom’s laugh. It’s a cute laugh, you better be able to let her hear it later.”

Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso - 22 [End]

HERE I GO. I am watching on my PS3 so I can use big, pretty screen but my computer is right next to my TV so I am just going to write here while I watch because I feel I should write WHILE I watch the last episode so I can express whatever emotions I may have. lol.

FINAL EPISODE. SPRING WIND.

This took me over an hour to get through because I kept rewatching scenes. Expect lots of gifs since it’s the end…. 

255th Completed Anime - Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso - 10/10.

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Ten/Rose AU: Triboelectric {8/10}

Pairing: Ten/Rose
Genre: Alternate Universe
Rating: Teen.
Summary: “The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.”
― C.G. Jung

One / Two / Three / Four / Five / Six / Seven / Eight / Nine / Ten / AO3.



Chapter Eight: Charge Separation

THE DRIVE BACK to the city felt much longer than it had previously. Traffic was terrible, slowing to a crawling pace at some points, giving them far too much time to sit together in heavy silence. Rose fiddled with her seatbelt and mobile, gazing out the window at the unchanging scenery - bumper stickers and dirty car windows, interspersed with motorway signs she barely registered. The Doctor repeatedly attempted to engage her in conversation, but she resisted him and his cheerful prattle by telling him she was tired and would rather take a nap.

She’d been resisting for so long, it seemed.

Always keeping a step back, barely dipping a cautious toe in the water. But it had been inevitable, hadn’t it? This outcome. Falling in love with the Doctor. Her chatterbox sweetheart - he’d showered her with affection, attention, adoration and all sorts of alliterating words starting with ‘A’ - of course she’d fallen. Fast and hard, for a man who pursued with single-minded devotion yet lacked proper follow through.

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She’s so beautiful - Bucky Barnes one shot

Request: Can you do a Bucky One Shot where the reader is always happy, and someday bucky finds her at the gym at night and watch her punch a punching bag, and then she starts crying and bucky notice that she was doing it without gloves and he thinks that’s why she’s crying but there is actually another problem?

I tried my best. I hope u like :D and this is my first request, this made me so happy. But im rlly scared rn that ur not gunna like it. and garghhhhhh im sorry

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Bucky’s POV

I’ve never met someone that could be so happy all the time. Her face never got tired of grinning, her smile never faltered, and every time she laughs it breaks me inside knowing that this is the girl I dragged out of HYDRA only a half year ago. How can someone with a past as troubled as Y/N’s be as happy and bouncy as her.

Y/N was another super-soldier experiment. They tried to make her stronger than me, stronger than Steve. It worked, it really did. She nearly killed us all when we broke her out of there. You look at her now, and you wouldn’t realize that she’s so dangerous. Dozens of bullets embedded into her scarred flesh, the remnants of open gashes, all of it makes her more beautiful to me.

“And then Cap actually got drunk,” she laughed, “And he tried dancing.” Thinking back to the moment we all sniggered and coughed. All but Steve, who was not amused.

“I happen to think I’m a really good dancer,” he pouted, “It’s not like you’re any better.”

“Dude, she’s a lot better,” Clint clapped a hand on his shoulder and let out a humoured wheeze. Nat came back in looking beat up with a thumb drive in her hand that she handed to Y/N. She was sent to break into a HYDRA facility and Y/N asked a favor, now I know what it was. I’m worried that it’s exactly what I think it is.

“Oh my gosh, are you okay?” Y/N hugged her, “And thanks. So much. This means a lot.”

“Anything for you, sweetie.” The hug lasted pretty long. After we brought Y/N in Nat opened up a little more, became more affectionate towards everyone. Y/N has that effect on people. I smile at the thought. Y/N excused herself from the table and jogged lightly into her room.

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Y/N’s POV

I never knew who my parents were. Any memories I’d ever had of leaving them, being trained; all gone. It’s frustrating, not being able to recall something as important as that. Nat said she’d help me find out. Today she hacked their database and everything and anything with my name on it, or my DNA listed in it, anything was in this USB. First I would figure out who they were, who my family is. Then I’d locate them and we’d all live together. I’d protect them, and they’d take care of me. I’d be complete. It’s all I need, all I’ll ever need. My family. Maybe I can move in with them? Or perhaps I could buy them a house here then I could be closer to the rest of the team. Maybe I could get a house near the coast and we’d walk on the beach every morning. And a dog or a cat. Which ever they prefer. Maybe a fish?

I decided that I’d get a house in the Hamptons, close to the beach, with two floors and a large roof for the pets to play on and to camp out at night. I’d go to grad-school and get a real job, learn to cook, I could get a van and we’d go road tripping every year. I fantasize about what my family is like. My mother is beautiful with twinkling eyes, my father’s face wrinkled with wisdom. If I have a sibling maybe they look like me, and perhaps I have nephews and nieces. I’d sit them on my lap and read them stories. I anticipate so much, too much.

“JARVIS could you download the files on here, please?”

“Of course, miss.”

I gave it to JARVIS through a plug in a wall and the holograms arranged themselves in front of me. I filtered and filtered through it, looking for names. I found names, and the faces to go with them, and the body bags that held them.

I didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t know at all that there’d be so much blood. There was a gunshot wound in my father’s temple, a vegetable knife protruding from mother’s stomach, my brother’s head twisted at an unhealthy angle. I gagged at the sight. JARVIS noticed my distress and the images were gone in a second. I looked back at the space where they floated. What happened to them? I’ll never know. I never want to know. Ignorance is such bliss. I want to scream but screaming is such an inefficient outlet. My head pounds and thumps. No, no, no, no, no.  

My eyes threaten to leak but I suck it back in. I wasn’t going to cry. Not ever, it was a waste of time and a waste of fluids. You know what makes for an efficient way to release? Killing innocent birds and squirrels. But I’m not allowed guns outside of missions, so I have to stick with the gym. I change quickly and I turn the doorknob slowly, silently and make for the stairs.

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Bucky’s POV

I need to know what it is Y/N found, what she was looking for on that thumb drive. I scoot through the hallway. The lights were off and asking JARVIS to turn them on would mean I’d have to make sound, practically announcing my arrival in Y/N’s room. I stay close to the wall, keeping my arm from bumping into anything while I feel for her door. There are four sleeping quarters on this level. Mine, Steve’s, Y/N’s, and Tony’s. I know Y/N’s is on the other end of the corridor so it’s going to be a long walk. *sighs*

When I reach it the door pushes open without me needing to turn the knob. My eyes dart from side to side. The curtains are still open, the bed is empty, the bathroom too, she’s not here. My attention directed to the empty bed. Where is she? Heavy thumps and grunts from downstairs provide a clear answer.

Her hair is done in a sloppily-made bun that’s beginning to fall out of its place. All her energy trained into her tight fists. She attacks a punching bag that’s heavier than any physician would suggest she used. Behind it lay a pile of sand and leather, topped with a shiny chain. I stand at the door for a while, watching her precise movements. Her punches gain speed; faster, faster, and faster. A mighty kick and the bag splits at the seam, landing on top of the pile. She turns to pick up another bag, revealing to me her split, bleeding knuckles. She’s gone through, how many bags? Four? And she hasn’t been wearing gloves or wrapping of any sort. She’s already started on the next bag, staining it with crimson.

I run towards her and block her movement. Reflexively, she flips me over her shoulder and onto my back, leaving me winded and gasping with her arm across my neck and her other fist aimed at my face, I could see how swollen and bloody her hands were and I could see how easily she ignored it. She nods with satisfaction, gets up and punches the bag harder than she’d been doing before, shouting loudly with each hit.

“Y/N. Y/N,” I try to grab her attention without getting too close, “Y/N, stop.” I hold out my hands much like how you would approach a tiger or lion.

“Hey. Hey, Y/N, you’re bleeding. W-we’ve gotta fix that.” She keeps punching. Her fingers swell. Hairline fractures, I’d guess. Oh my gosh she has to stop.

“What are you doing, Y/N. Listen to me. STOP.” She looks at me without a word, without her smile, without her dimply grin. Her eyes are miserable, stained with tears. She goes back to the bag and I watch the droplets fall from her eyes, falling from her chin. She breathes in through her mouth and lets out a whimper. I don’t know how to handle the situation. No one ever cries in front of me. I didn’t think it would be this much. I awkwardly inch closer to her and wrap my arms around her, taking more time that I should’ve.

“Hurts that much, huh?” I rub her back and stroke her hair. She stops shaking.

“No.” She has her face nuzzled into my chest, muffling her voice. Her hair has finally fallen from the bun. I inhale deeply the scent of berries and cupcakes; the smell of Y/N.

“Then what hurts? Why’re you hurting, doll?” I whisper. I feel like I shouldn’t’ve asked.

“I know what happened to them.” She turns her head to the side and listens to my heartbeat and times her breathing to the steady thump, “I found my family.”

“That’s great! That’s fantastic! We can go-”

“No, we can’t, Bucky, we can’t. They’re dead. HYDRA killed them. I didn’t leave my parents, the bastards took me.” I tilt up her chin and look into her eyes. And it’s worse because I already knew. I already knew what happened to her family.

I was there when she was taken from her family. I ripped her from her mother’s arms, I shot her father, I paralyzed her brother, and she will never know. It’s the hardest thing in the world to keep something that important from her. Every time I see her I want to tell her, I want to let her know why she is what she is, why they made her a monster; a killing machine.

I gently kissed the top of her head and smoothed out her hair. I carried her back to my room and she fell asleep upon contact with the mattress. She’s so beautiful, with her scars, with her cuts and bruises. She’s so beautiful.

But i can never tell her.

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(A/N): I loved imagining how this would go but then when I actually wrote it, it felt kind of like when I have huge plans to draw this awesome thing but I don’t actually know how. I’m sorry, friend. But thank you so much for making my day by sending in this request. :D

⌠Happy Quinn Appreciation Week │ Day 4⌡
► Jadyn Wong Appreciation Day

One of the things I love about Jadyn Wong is personality. Off screen, she’s such a different person than Happy Quinn. She’s such a vibrant - though shy - person, and she seems willing to take on any challenge. Her smile is adorable. I MEAN LOOK AT THAT:

AND OH MY GOD, I WANT HER HAIR. I love how bouncy her waves are, and I have tried non stop to make my hair that bouncy (even before Scorpion), and my hair is too stubborn, lmao.

One thing I want to hear is Jadyn playing the piano because apparently she is an expert pianist.

Two week trial part 8 part 2 of 2 (Zootopia Drabble)

Two week trial part 8 part 2

Nick slowly shuffled himself away from Gideon and his sister, they were both being entertained with corn cobs while they took a lunch break. He stood beside Judy who eyed him carefully of their secretive plot. He leaned his mouth over her to her extended ear and whispered.

“When do you want to ditch them?”

She smirked at the soft eagerness in his voice. “Right now, actually.”

His ears perked and grinned. “How are we going to do it?”

She hummed. “I’ll come up with something.” Her eyes moved across the fair and fell upon an older looking weasel driving a red farming truck. She saw that the back was filled with hay stacks for animals to jump in and take a seat.
It’s perfect. Going on a hay ride is perfect for couples and it will give them time to talk to each other. Nick, was quick to notice her plan and smirked.

“Hey you two.” He called out smoothly as he strolled up to them at the picnic table. Jessica already tossed her corn cob in the trash from devouring every single kernel. “We’re thinking about going on a hay ride next, ready to go?”

“A hay ride?” Gideon began as he lifted himself up. “Sounds like a good way to take a look around at the fair, what says you Miss Jesse?”

Jessica nose recoiled slightly. A hay ride? With hay? That would make her clothes a complete mess! She would be plucking hay bits out of her pants all day. Not to the mention the slight smell of manure in the air when they get close to the vegetable fields. “I…I don’t know.”

Judy immediately jumped in. “Are you sure? It will give us time to relax a bit before we go on the rides!”

Jessica hummed. Well she did had a point and her feet are tired. “Alright then…let’s go.” But she won’t like it.
Judy made sure she was the one to get them the tickets for the hayride. She only took two and ran back to them.

“Oh guys! There was only two left!” She cried out, trying her best to sound disappointed. Gideon placed his paws on his hips.

“Gosh that’s a shame, this never happened before. There were always enough room before.”

Nick’s eyes lowered to his sleepy gaze. “Well you know how bunnies are.” He was immediately met with a jab in the side by Judy, who gave him a precocious smile.

“But, I figured Nick and I would just take the next one.” Judy explained, passing the tickets off into Gideon’s paws. Jessica bit the inside of her cheek from the gesture, but she was too busy worrying about hay to realize their secret intentions.

“How very kind of you Judy.” Gideon said before turning to Jessica. “Would you like to go with me, Miss Jesse?”

“Sure. Let’s go.” She said with a tight lip taking a step towards the red truck in the distance. Gideon followed swiftly and swiveled his head back to Nick and Judy.

“We trust that you’ll wait for us?”

“Oh yeah sure thing.” Nick winked. “We will wait right here.”

“We won’t be long.” Gideon chuckled and trailed behind Jesse before running up beside her. Judy and Nick waved them off before Nick slowly moved his mouth down next to Judy’s ears.

“Can we ditch them now?”

Judy looks at him coyly. “Want to go on the bumper cars?”

Nick gave out a dramatic gasp. “A bunny behind the wheel? Oh boy. I’m a goner.” Judy giggled and grabbed his right paw, pulling him along.
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Jessica slowly inched herself towards her seat, full of the prickly hay. The dry, hard and messy hay. While she sat on the back of a bouncy, old truck. From the sound of the transmission, it sounded it needed a tune up and a change of oil by the amount of smoke it fumed out. She suddenly had the urge to jump out and give it a look but she had to stay in her seat. Gideon plopped down beside her with a happy go lucky grin.

“How are you feeling, Miss Jesse?” He asked. Jessica stared at him for a moment, processing what he meant by that.

“I’m….content?” She replied slowly. She immediately straightened up. “I mean, fine! I’m good!”

But Gideon frowned. “Do you…not like they hayride?”

“N-no no, it’s fine…” She patted the hay. Already feeling the dried grass sticking to her tail. “It’s…good.”

Gideon titled his head at her when the truck finally began moving. The truck rocked and bounced slightly while the other animals chattered amongst themselves. Gideon saw how she kept running her paws down her pants, meticulously flicking off dirt and hay. More importantly she was holding her tail on her lap but her upper half was exposed.

“Do you-”
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Sorry for the long wait but I hope you enjoy this sneak peek!

“Two week trial” part 8 (part 2) Zootopia drabble

  Two week trial part 8 part 2

Nick slowly shuffled himself away from Gideon and his sister, they were both being entertained with corn cobs while they took a lunch break. He stood beside Judy who eyed him carefully of their secretive plot. He leaned his mouth over her to her extended ear and whispered.

“When do you want to ditch them?”

She smirked at the soft eagerness in his voice. “Right now, actually.”

His ears perked and grinned. “How are we going to do it?”

She hummed. “I’ll come up with something.” Her eyes moved across the fair and fell upon an older looking weasel driving a red farming truck. She saw that the back was filled with hay stacks for animals to jump in and take a seat.

It’s perfect. Going on a hay ride is perfect for couples and it will give them time to talk to each other. Nick, was quick to notice her plan and smirked.

“Hey you two.” He called out smoothly as he strolled up to them at the picnic table. Jessica already tossed her corn cob in the trash from devouring every single kernel. “We’re thinking about going on a hay ride next, ready to go?”

“A hay ride?” Gideon began as he lifted himself up. “Sounds like a good way to take a look around at the fair, what says you Miss Jesse?”

Jessica nose recoiled slightly. A hay ride? With hay? That would make her clothes a complete mess! She would be plucking hay bits out of her pants all day. Not to the mention the slight smell of manure in the air when they get close to the vegetable fields. “I…I don’t know.”

Judy immediately jumped in. “Are you sure? It will give us time to relax a bit before we go on the rides!”

Jessica hummed. Well she did had a point and her feet are tired. “Alright then…let’s go.” But she won’t like it.

Judy made sure she was the one to get them the tickets for the hayride. She only took two and ran back to them.

“Oh guys! There was only two left!” She cried out, trying her best to sound disappointed. Gideon placed his paws on his hips.

“Gosh that’s a shame, this never happened before. There were always enough room before.”

Nick’s eyes lowered to his sleepy gaze. “Well you know how bunnies are.” He was immediately met with a jab in the side by Judy, who gave him a precocious smile.

“But, I figured Nick and I would just take the next one.” Judy explained, passing the tickets off into Gideon’s paws. Jessica bit the inside of her cheek from the gesture, but she was too busy worrying about hay to realize their secret intentions.

“How very kind of you Judy.” Gideon said before turning to Jessica. “Would you like to go with me, Miss Jesse?”

“Sure. Let’s go.” She said with a tight lip taking a step towards the red truck in the distance. Gideon followed swiftly and swiveled his head back to Nick and Judy.

“We trust that you’ll wait for us?”

“Oh yeah sure thing.” Nick winked. “We will wait right here.”

“We won’t be long.” Gideon chuckled and trailed behind Jesse before running up beside her. Judy and Nick waved them off before Nick slowly moved his mouth down next to Judy’s ears.

“Can we ditch them now?”

Judy looks at him coyly. “Want to go on the bumper cars?”

Nick gave out a  dramatic gasp. “A bunny behind the wheel? Oh boy. I’m a goner.” Judy giggled and grabbed his right paw, pulling him along.

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Jessica slowly inched herself towards her seat, full of the prickly hay. The dry, hard and messy hay. While she sat on the back of a bouncy, old truck. From the sound of the transmission, it sounded it needed a tune up and a change of oil by the amount of smoke it fumed out. She suddenly had the urge to jump out and give it a look but she had to stay in her seat. Gideon plopped down beside her with a happy go lucky grin.

“How are you feeling, Miss Jesse?” He asked. Jessica stared at him for a moment, processing what he meant by that.

“I’m….content?” She replied slowly. She immediately straightened up. “I mean, fine! I’m good!”

But Gideon frowned.  “Do you…not like they hayride?”

“N-no no, it’s fine.” She patted the hay. Already feeling the dried grass sticking to her tail. “It’s…good.”

Gideon titled his head at her when the truck finally began moving. The truck rocked and bounced slightly while the other animals chattered amongst themselves. Gideon saw how she kept running her paws down her pants, meticulously flicking off dirt and hay. More importantly she was holding her tail on her lap but her upper half was exposed.

“Do you-” Jessica glanced up at him. The sight of her piercing green eyes made his tongue suddenly dry out. He swallowed and put out an open paw. “Would you like me to hold your tail?”

Jessica hugged her tail tighter. A small blush forming. Hold her tail? That’s very intimate between foxes. She never thought at him as as that type of fox. “Huh?”

Gideon scratched the back of his head as he explained. “It looks like you don’t want it to get it dirty, and if you like, I would hold it for you.”

Oh. She slowly breathed out. He was just being considerate. There was no hidden meaning behind it, she mentally smacked herself in the head for even thinking that about a pure-hearted fox like him. She felt her paws lose their grip on her tail as she flicked it out towards Gideon. She never once let anyone touch her tail. She get her cheeks turn warm when Gideon slowly cupped the bright yellow tail in his arms, lifting it up enough to not let anything touch it.

She noticed how he didn’t even try to brush it. He was busy staring at the corn field they passed to even try. She looked out into the field, not sure what about it is catching his attention. The tall green stalks with bits of gold, the distant wheat fields swaying in the wind. It felt almost peaceful.

“Say Miss Jesse?” Gideon said slowly, she turned to him. “What is it that you do at work?”

Her ears perked and looked away. “Oh I’m…a mechanic, I work on cars sometimes.” She said sheepishly. Normally guys find it a shock that she is a mechanic considering how she looks and dress. But she really has a passion for cars.

“Really now?” Gideon said with a large smile. “What is your favorite car? I’m not a car-animal myself but I do fancy a pick up.”

Jessica giggled softly as she bit her lower lip. “I like the classics, the Cadillac is my favorite.”

“Oh very fancy.” He smiled.

Jessica snorted at his playfulness. The truck bounced slightly making the two suddenly brush their arms against each other. Jessica grinned when she saw Gideon jump from the touch and scooted a bit in his seat.

The hay ride ended and the two jumped out, expecting to see Judy and Nick. Jessica huffed softly when she crossed her arms.

“Where are those two?”

“Perhaps, they went to the bathroom?” Gideon voiced but Jessica didn’t buy that excuse. Knowing her sly brother, they must have ditched them. And she could bet her life savings that it was her brother’s idea.

Gideon noticed how she was silently fuming and decided to come up with something fun to do.

“Would you like to go on the rides? I’m sure we can still have fun without them.”

Jessica put her paws on her hips and swished her tail side to side in thought. Well, at least she’ll be alone with Gideon. She turned her head towards him and saw him put out his arm. She put out her paw and accepted. She wasn’t sure what she was getting herself into when Gideon convinced her to go on a rickety-looking roller coaster or to go on a tall ferris wheel. Even though she was silently afraid of heights. She doubted that he would convince her to eat a fried pickle. Yet, it was delicious. They even managed to get on all of the rides in the fair. The last thing he had planned was for her to see the fireworks. A perfect way to end the date.

Jessica could admit that she was having fun spending time with Gideon. Actually, it was the most fun date she ever had with a guy. She watched with a smile as Gideon ordered shaved ice for the two to share. With two different flavors, lime for Gideon and sweet strawberry for her. He came back with the mountain of the treat in paw and sat beside her.

They were sitting at the edge of a water fountain in the middle of the fair. Surrounded by food stands and animals sitting at tables, enjoying their meals.

“Here you are Miss Jesse.” He said when he placed the treat in her paws. She picked up her plastic spoon stabbed into the pink colored ice, scooping up a small bit.

“Thanks Gideon.” She smiled and put the spoon in her mouth.

Gideon rubbed his paws together when he watched her take small bites of her treat. The temperature was getting low and the sun was already setting, making the sky turn into a bluish-orange. “I was thinking that in a hour…when the fireworks start, I can set up a picnic here.”

Her eyes lite at the idea and oo’d at the idea. “Sounds romantic.” She teased making his ears go down but he actually smiled at that.

“Hey you two, had fun?” said a satisfied voice. Jessica rolled her eyes when she saw her brother strolling up to them, munching on blueberry flavored popcorn. Judy had a wide smile when she spotted them and with her paws behind her back went up to Gideon.

‘Yeah, you guys had fun?” she asked as if she already did not know.

“It actually went great.” Gideon answered. “We are just taking a break before the fireworks show, this is the best spot.”

“That’s why we’re here too.” Judy perked when she glance back at Nick who was busy stuffing his face, “And also because Nick was hungry.” She laughed softly.

“I got her to eat a chocolate cricket.” Nick mumbled, digging his paw into the bag once more. Gideon and Jessica snickered as they saw Judy stomped her foot as she whirled towards Nick.

“Yeah, and I hate you for tricking me!” She said with a frown before turning back to Gideon and Jessica. “He told me is was a “chocolate raisin” and got me to eat it until I realize that raisins are not crunchy!”

Nick shrugged. “Try Everything, remember?” he said with smug grin, Judy lowered her eyes at that quote and sighed.

“I also hate how you always use that against me.” She was suddenly bumped aside by two fox pups running around, shooting at each other with water pistols. Judy shook her head as the two were oblivious of the adults around them and spraying water at their feet from trying to get each other. Jessica shook her head, giving them a scowl before ignoring them and taking another bite of her shaved ice. While also wondering where on earth is their parents. Judy tried to get them to move along but was to late when one fox pup stuck his tongue out at his friend he shot a water pistol towards his face. The slippery fox pup ducked and the water accidently hit Jessica in the face. She yelled out from the cold shock of the water and fell backwards, right into the fountain.

Gideon stood up and swiftly pulled her out of the water. “Miss Jesse, are you alright?!” He said with legitimate concern as her clothes and fur were soaked. Even the two kids noticed what they have done as they rushed forward to her.

“Sorry! Sorry! I didn’t mean to spray you!” said the culprit as he hid the water pistol behind his back. Judy placed her paws on her hips as she went up behind the two fox pups.

“You two have to be more careful, you should have been playing somewhere without any animals to accidently spray.”

The two fox pups lowered their ears. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to.” The other fox nudged his friend as he glanced up at Jessica who wiped her face.

“And you gave her a black eye too.” his friend said harshly. Jessica gasped and touched her left eye. She wiped her finger over it and looked down, seeing a gunk of makeup on her finger tips. Her heart stopped.

“I said sorry! I thought it didn’t spray that hard.”

Judy sighed softly. “It’s okay, now go play over there.” she said nudging them along. The two fox pups ran off leaving them alone. Nick strolled up beside her.

“This is why kids need leashes.”

Judy ignored him and went up to Jessica who was covering her left eye while shifting her head side to side rapidly. “W-where’s my purse? I-I really need my purse!” She said her right paw hitting on the concrete slab of the fountain rapidly. Gideon immediately reached over in the fountain and pulled her purse out of the water. Jessica gasped and snatched her purse out of his paws, inside she pulled out her compact and saw that the makeup has been completely ruined.  Nick eyes slowly widened when he saw her face and arms turning into a mixture of blonde and black. Judy’s ears lowered when she saw a large black spot occupying the left side, right over her eye and parts of her cheek.

Jessica began to hyperventilate when she saw her make-up was gone. She had nothing to cover. Nothing to cover her fur. Her ugly fur. Her hideous color. She flinched when she saw Gideon hissed under his breath when he looked her over. Running his thumb right over her eye.

“That is one ugly bruise.”

She let out a shaky gasp and slapped him hard in the face, sending him reeling while she took off. Hiding her face. Hiding everything. Running right into the corn maze. Gideon groaned softly when he stood up rubbing his cheek. He turned to Nick and Judy in surprise.

“Why did she hit me? D-did I said something that upset her?”

Judy slowly turned to Nick, who slowly exhaled. “Jessica…” He rubbed the back of his neck, remembering a distant painful memory. “Jessica is not a natural red fox.”

“W-what do you mean by that?” Gideon asked. Nick motioned to his face.

“She’s not a natural blonde either, because she was born with a gene that makes parts of her fur turn black and hard. It’s a rare case. Really rare.” Nick frowned and turned towards the corn field. “And she’s ashamed of it, which is why she always put on that make up.”

Judy lips turned down. “But…why?”

Nick bit the inside of his cheek when he told her the hard truth. “I wasn’t the only one bullied.”

Gideon lowered his eyes and walked straight towards the cornfield. Judy grabbed Nick’s paw and pulled him.

“Come on, we have to find your sister.” She said urgently, tugging him towards the corn field but he refused to move. “Nick! She might need you!”

“Judy.” She stopped when he said her name in a stern voice. “She’s not my sister.”

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It was getting dark and Gideon was zig-zagging through the corn field from trying to find Jessica in the confusing maze. He had to find her and apologize for his ignorance. He said something extremely hurtful and he wanted to correct it.  His eyes scanned the ground for any sign of her and found a droplet of yellow on the ground. Followed by another and a set of paw prints. He followed the tracks deeper in the corn field before finding an open area. He stopped when he saw Jessica sitting on the ground, hugging her legs and crying onto her knees.

He gulped and took a step towards her. Her ears immediately went up and she shouted.

“Go away!”

Gideon eyes softened and took another step. He slowly went down beside her and sat on his knees. “Miss Jesse?”

Her paws turned into fists. “Please just go away!”

“Miss Jesse, I have to apologize for my words, I didn’t realize that it was your fur.”

“Just leave me alone!” She cried out. “I already know I’m ugly!”

“There’s nothing wrong with your spots, I think they’re beautiful.”

She wiped her eyes and lifted her head. “Stop trying to pretend you like them. I already know they’re ugly.” She said with a low voice as she stared at one on the back of her paw.

Gideon grabbed at it suddenly, giving her a squeeze. She turned to him and found his muzzle close to her as he stared at her intently.

“Now stop that. I love your spots, they actually make you unique.”

She sniffed and glanced at her paw again. “I don’t see it…”

“Miss Jesse.” She felt his finger tilt her chin up and turn her head towards him. She felt her face heat up when she felt his warm breath against his lips. “You’re so beautiful, why don’t you see that?”

She looked away, avoiding his gaze. “Because most of my life, animals had said the opposite…”

She jumped when she felt him grab her paw, giving it a squeeze. “Well, if it means anything at all, I think you’re perfect.” She pulled away from him, stroking her paw. His warm touch still lingered. From all the foxes she dated, he was the only one who actually liked her spots. Gideon slowly smiled at her and placed his paw down, unaware that he set it right on top of her tail.

She jolted by his touch and her tail frayed violently making Gideon reel back in an apologetic shock. With a blush, she grabbed her tail and noticing his wide eyes, chuckled.

“If you wanted to touch my tail, you could have asked.” She said moving her tail over her lap, batting her eyes at him. She giggled when he shook his head.

“S-sorry, I didn’t see-!”

She thought to press her teasing. “You don’t need to lie, I know how tempting my tail can be…”

He put out his paw, trying to explain. He gripped on a corn stalk when he scooted forward. “U-uh, n-no I-I j-j-just-!” She eyed him coyly and laughed at his ramblings until he lost his grip on the stalk and suddenly lurched forward. His paws slammed against the ground to stop himself from completely falling on top of Jessica. The blonde-spotted fox stared at him in surprised, his massive arms blocking any means of escape. Gideon froze by how close he was to her. Jessica, gripped onto the long sleeves of her massive shirt. Her heart started to beat into over drive.  She shyly dipped her head away from him.

“I’m starting to think that  maybe you want something from me…Mr.Grey.” She whispered fondly, followed with a smirk. “You flirt…”

Gideon mouth fell open, but found no words to defend himself when Jessica placed her paws straight on his chest, pulling his shirt slightly. He gulped as he stared at her. Everything about her, he found himself longing for. He wanted to hold her, kiss her, cherish her, going as far as to actually think about marking her one day. He wanted to know more about her. He shivered when her paws slowly went up his chest to his neck, stroking his fur.

“What are you waiting for?” She whispered, almost desperately. She needed his confirmation. She needed someone to love her, to love her spots. If what he said before was even true at all. “Please…you can kiss me, I don’t really care.”

He leaned forward, his lips inches away from hers. “I-I uh…” He gulped again, his mouth drying up when he saw her eyes lower in disappointment, and caught a glimpse of her inner sadness. Her paws were slowly removing themselves from him and with a deep breath, he broke the barrier between them.

Jessica eyes widened by how hard he was kissing her. It was almost like he wasn’t accustomed to the art of kissing. She groaned softly and placed her paws against his chest to push him away to get a breath of air. Instead he cupped her face and moved his lips more firmly onto her. Before she even knew it, her arms were wrapped around his neck while his were wrapped against her small frame. Both of their tails wagged in delight as they both enjoyed each other’s passionate kiss.

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Judy stared at Nick in disbelief. “Not your sister?”

Nick slowly nodded. “I’m not saying that I don’t see her as my sister, I’m saying that she is adopted.”

“But why won’t you go to her?”

“Because she won’t listen to me, when she was being bullied I told her that her spots were fine, that nothing was wrong with them but…it’s something a stranger says that affected her more than what her family said.” He picked up her discarded purse, holding it close. “I don’t have her spots, so I can’t really understand. I tried talking her about it earlier but, she didn’t want to hear it. She has to hear it from somebody else, like Gideon.”

Judy ears lowered. “But…”

Nick smiled gently at Judy and tilted his head at her. “This is more psychological. Not everything is solved with help from your family. Sometimes it takes somebody else to convince you that you’re more than what you look like…”

Judy smiled back when she knew exactly what he meant.

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And that’s the end with part 8! sorry for the long wait but I hope you like it! 

part 9 and 10 are coming soon, and part 10 would be the last part of two week trial.