#Bucky Dolla

[buckgasms]

"Bunny & Clyde" The Bet

Sooooo y'all really like the previous Bunny and Clyde and my heart is so full ❤️ we are all sluts and I'm so fucking happy about it 😭

So I did another one... Hope you like it 😘

Warnings: Mob Bucky, Bunny is still cray, possessive Bucky, Is dancing for dolla a warning? Rough sex, cock warming, fingering, squirting..

Also dayum jlo

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You arrived at the club with Bucky in his fancy car. You had spent most of the journey straddling his lap, grinding against him as his hands smoothed over your body, his tongue explored your mouth. You both took turns biting and nipping at each other, your petulant attempt at dominance arousing and infuriating him all at once.

When the car came to a stop you were both breathless and horny. You pressed your forehead to his. "Urgh why did you have to work tonight? We could have gone to bed nice and early?" You pouted and wiggled your hips as he chuckled and pressed a kiss to your cheek. "I've gotta make money Bunny, keep you in those pretty dresses and shoes you like so much." You giggled and rolled your eyes, tugging at his shirt, "how much money is worth missing an early night with me?" He pulled you in for another kiss before moving to open the car door. "25 grand for one meeting ain't bad huh baby?"

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You dragged your heels as he lead you into the club and although you greeted everyone with a happy face, you weren't satisfied in the slightest.

When you reached Bucky's office you plonked yourself down in his chair and put your shoes up on his desk. Natasha who had joined you, and Bucky eyed you with amusement as you sat there pouting. "What's the matter Bunny?" Bucky asked, leaning on his desk to look at you. You paused for a moment and shrugged, "I can make 25 grand in a night.... It's nothing worth getting out of bed for... In my opinion." You shrugged again and looked at Natasha for support and she laughed, agreeing that Bucky was an idiot and perched on the arm of the seat, stroking your hair, making your purr at her. "I wouldn't leave any bed you were in, little Zayka." Bucky scowled and you smiled.

"I bet I can make more money than you tonight" you giggled at him and he frowned at you. Since you'd been his girl you hadn't been dancing because he was a jealous possessive man and you loved it. You spread your legs wider as you watched his face and Natasha chuckled behind you. "If I make more money than you tonight, I get your money and can do whatever I like with you all night long..." Bucky cocked an eyebrow, "and I get the same if I win?" You giggled, nodding as his eyes flicked to your heat and back to your devilish face. After a moment, and a big huff, he agreed.

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You kissed him goodbye as his guest arrived and rushed to the changing rooms to find yourself something to dance in and somewhere to top up your makeup.

You were greeted with hugs and squeals when your former colleagues saw you walk in and you explained your challenge against Bucky. Luckily one girl hadn't shown up so there was a slot on the main stage free for you to take in two hours time. That gave you time to work the crowd, offer some private dancers and earn some cold hard cash and beat Bucky.

You had never worked your ass so much in your life. You were the epitome of sexy as you floated through the club, bringing drinks, providing private dances and being the biggest flirt you could be, your sole focus to beat Bucky's grand total. It was a club full of rich and generous types, but you did worry you might have bitten off a bit more than you could chew when you'd finished your fourth private dance before your big number.

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You gave Natasha your tips to take care of while you changed and get yourself ready. As she sat at the bar and counted out your impressive stash of cash, Bucky joined her behind the bar and helped himself to a whisky. "How's my girl doing?" He said looking for you in the crowd, frustrated he couldn't see you immediately. "She's picked up ten grand" Natasha sounded impressed as she stacked up the cash as the music started pounding. "And I reckon she's about to pick up significantly more..."

You swayed onto stage as the cutest, sluttiness bunny anyone has ever seen. You wore a pretty pink lingerie set, sky high heels, some cute bunny ears and a little cotton tail, which no one could quite work out how it was staying in place.

You lip synced to your favourite dancing song, waving at some of your 'favourites' before your eyes caught Bucky's.

You twirled and spun around the pole and shook your body for the crowd as they whooped and cheered and threw cash onto the stage. Bucky stalked up to the stage and took a seat in front on you, and you couldn't help but giggle at his frowny face. The rest of the crowd didn't seem to realise who he was so they kept cheering and throwing money down as you spun round the pole before crawling along the floor towards him. You spun around giving him a perfect view of the bunny tail and how soaked you were at him watching you. Your dance finished with you laying in a pool of money, the crowd whooping and cheering as the lights went down. You glanced at Bucky who was clapping and stood up and leaned over you, slipping a note into your lacy bra and pressing a possessive kiss to your lips.

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You sat in Bucky's lap, his fingers dipping into your folds and playing with you as Natasha counted up your money. He was whispering all the things he was going to do to you because there was no way you'd beaten him. He was praising what a pretty bunny you were. How jealous he was that everyone had seen his Bunny dancing. You had promised him that no one had laid a hand on his Bunny and how you had been a good girl all night long.

He captured your lips in a soft kiss before Natasha slammed down your money on the table. "I'm amazed Bunny, I don't think I've seen a girl take this much cash in one night....ever." You bit your lip before smiling shyly at her, not being able to stop wiggling your bottom against Bucky's crotch. He rubbed your thighs and squeezed your tummy when Natasha got ready to make the announcement.

"Grand total.... $24,984..." She looked disappointed for you as you stared at her and gaped. "Are you sure Natty?" You whined and slumped back against Bucky as he pressed a kiss of commiseration to your cheek. Natasha nodded and stacked up the money and leaned over the desk to pinch your chin. "But you did amazing little Zayka" she cooed before leaving the office for Bucky to collect his winnings.

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An hour later you were home, back in bed, sat on Bucky's cock, he held you up by the throat as he fucked upwards slowly, mostly just forcing you to keep his cock warm for a moment, while he caught his breath.

Your pussy was throbbing and puffy from him previously making a claim to it, still furious at the idea of someone else even looking at your cunt. He had gagged you with your little cotton tail and your cheeks were soaked with tears.

"Imagine thinking you could beat me Bunny? What a stupid little cockslut you are... I'm the boss Bun Bun, let me try and help you remember hmm?"

He rolled you over, trapping your under his big body and he fucked you without mercy, your cotton tail gag falling from your mouth and you wailed, your hands clinging to his shoulders, nails digging into his skin and making him growl as you pressed harder and harder.

He pulled back, still pounding into you and you squealed. He squeezed your breasts and then placed a slap you your cheek. "Don't come Bunny. Hold it for me pretty baby, or I'll paint your ass red you hear me?"

You cried and moaned but squeezed your eyes shut and tried to think about anything other than how fucking good you felt. "Please Bucky, please.... Can't wait....please, please" you begged but he just pulled out and left you writhing in delicious agony.

"Oh hush bunny" he mocked,"don't be a sore loser..." You pouted before watching him sink two fingers into your folds and jerking. You screamed and clawed at him until he whispered "Come little slut" and you did, squirting over his arm and crying out his name. You couldn't twitching as he let go and leaned over you.

"That's my pretty bunny, got another couple in ya?"

[thewordisbond]

Top 10 submissions EP5 November 2019

Posted on https://www.thewordisbond.com/top-10-submissions-ep5-november-2019/

Top 10 submissions EP5 November 2019

We are still dedicated to showcasing the best tracks/videos from the underground by searching far and wide in order to bring you our weekly list. It's a tough job as we sift through a ton of high-quality tracks just to settle for just 5 so we switched it up so now we curating the Top 10

[writingfromkitchenator]

1,500 Followers Challenge!

The Title/Trope Challenge!

Again, thank you all for all your support!  You are all amazing and I truly cannot thank you enough for helping me get this far.  It’s certainly a milestone that I never thought I’d see.

Straight to the challenge!

Basic rules apply ~ there are 30 songs and 30 quotes posted below, pick one from your fandom with your character.  This will be open for a while as 2 requests per song/quote.  The only rule is here is, is that the requests cannot be from the same fandom.  I will try and keep the lists as updated as I can to try and avoid cross overs!

The extra - This time around, send me either a title and/or a trope to base to the fic on.  They can be as weird and wonderful as you want, or something simple.  In your ask, just specify which you are sending me and I’ll do the rest from there!

Recap:

Send me an ask with your request

Include your fandom and character

Choose a song and quote

Give me a title and/or a trope to base the fic on!

In saying that, please remember that this is all just a bit of fun, I’m sure you can have a laugh at some of the quotes below (based off of some of my favourite movies).  Please send all requests through asks, it’s easier for me to keep track of, and let me know of any questions!  It is, of course, okay to request more than once!

For now, there is no closing date, we will just keep going until all the requests are full!  Requests will be closing 1st May.

Further info below the cut.

Songs

Evermore  ~ Dan Stevens (Beauty and the Beast) - Lord of the Rings

Protector  ~ City Wolf - Supernatural and The Hobbit

I  See the Light ~ Mandy Moore and Zachary Levi (Tangled) - Lord of the Rings

I'd  Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That) ~ Meat Loaf - Marvel and Supernatural

Bloodshot  ~ Sam Tinnesz

Let’s  Hear It For The Boy ~ Deniece Williams

All  Eyes On You ~ Smash Into Pieces

Feel  Invincible ~ Skillet

Natural  ~ Imagine Dragons - Lord of the Rings

Wrong  Side Of Heaven ~ Five Finger Death Punch

Shatter  Me ~ Lindsey Stirling Ft. Lzzy Hale - Supernatural

Feeling  Good ~ Nina Simone - The Hobbit and Marvel

Somebody  To Love ~ Queen - The Hobbit and The Witcher

Hurricane  ~ Thirty Seconds to Mars

You  Give Love A Bad Name ~ Bon Jovi - The Hobbit

Girls  Just Wanna Have Fun ~ Cyndi Lauper - Supernatural

Total  Eclipse of the Heart ~ Bonnie Tyler - The Hobbit

Don’t  You (Forget About Me) ~ Simple Minds

Hell  Ain’t a Bad Place to Be ~ AC/DC

Love  Is A War ~ Jeremy Renner

A  Reason to Fight ~ Disturbed - The Witcher

True  Love ~ P!nk ft. Lily Allen - Marvel and Supernatural

Poison  ~ Alice Cooper

Sucker  for Pain ~ Lil Wayne, Wiz Khalifa & Imagine Dragons w/ Logic & Ty  Dolla $ign ft X Ambassadors (Suicide Squad)

Hello  Hello ~ Elton John ft. Lady Gaga (Gnomeo and Juliet) - Lord of the Rings and Supernatural

I’m  Gonna Be (500 Miles) ~ The Proclaimers - Marvel and Lord of the Rings

I Will Always Love You ~ Whitney Houston  (The Bodyguard) - Supernatural and Lord of the Rings

When You Wish Upon A Star ~ Cliff Edwards  (Pinocchio) - The Hobbit

Raise Hell ~ Dorothy

Leave Me Lonely ~ Imelda May

Quotes

I mean, those people aren't exactly our regular customers. (Legion)

I would not have shown you such mercy. (Legion) - Lord of the Rings

When you hesitate, people die. (Doom)

Yeah, I was thinking about it. (Doom)

Will you please get this child off my leg? (Bedknobs and Broomsticks) - Supernatural

Do you poison the dragon or just the liver? (Bedknobs and Broomsticks)

I don't know about you, but I'd like to make today worth remembering. (The Music Man) - Supernatural and Lord of the Rings

A man can't turn tail and run just because a little personal risk is involved. (The Music  Man) - Marvel

You idiots! You fools! You imbeciles! (101 Dalmatians) - Supernatural

It was a beautiful spring day. Tedious time of the year for bachelors. (101  Dalmatians) - Marvel

I think I am familiar with the fact that you are going to ignore this problem until it  swims up and bites you in the ass. (Jaws) - Lord of the Rings

Smile you son of a bitch! (Jaws)

You never have control, that’s the illusion! (Jurassic Park) - The Hobbit

Boy, do I hate being right all the time.  (Jurassic  Park) - The Witcher

The suspense is terrible.  I hope it'll last. (Willy  Wonka and The Chocolate Factory) - Lord of the Rings

So shines a good deed in a weary world. (Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory)

That was naughty. (The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen) - The Hobbit and Supernatural

You broke my heart once. This time you missed. (The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen)

You know, he looks heroic and he walks fast, but he’s kind of got a negative attitude.  (The Meg) - The Lord of the Rings

Yeah, well, I’m not crazy, I’ve just seen things no one else has. (The Meg) - Marvel

Eight years is a long time. Can I make you a cup of tea? (Godzilla) - Marvel

As far as he's concerned, you're just a pair of breasts that talk. (Godzilla) - The Hobbit

Afraid? You don't know what afraid is. You will not last five minutes without me.  (Jumanji) - The Hobbit

Oh, okay, honey. Well, that would be cheating. (Jumanji) - The Hobbit

Carrots? Why is it always carrots? I didn't even eat carrots! (Atlantis: The Lost Empire) - Supernatural

I know what you seek, and you will not find it here. (Atlantis: The Lost Empire) - Supernatural and The Witcher

No. I can't do that, and if you were in my position, you'd do the same. (Alien)

When I give an order I expect to be obeyed. (Alien)

I think it's better to have ideas. You can change an idea. Changing a belief is trickier.  (Dogma) - Lord of the Rings

Well, I say we get drunk, because I'm all out of ideas. (Dogma) - Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit

Characters I will write for:

The Hobbit – Thorin, Fili, Kili, Dwalin, Bofur, Nori, Gloin (friends only), Frerin, Thranduil, Bard, Legolas, Bilbo, Lindir, Beorn

The Lord of the Rings – Aragorn, Boromir, Eomer, Faramir, Legolas, Gimli, Frodo, Merry, Pippin, Elrond, Haldir

Supernatural – Sam, Dean, Castiel, Crowley, Gabriel, Lucifer, Benny, Balthazar, Chuck, Garth, Mick, Gadreel, Charlie, Bobby

Marvel – Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Loki, Thor, Peter Quill, Logan, Stephen Strange, Carol Danvers, Sam Wilson, Heimdall

Dragon Age – Alistair, Anders, Cullen, Morrigan, Zevran, Leliana, Fenris, Sebastian, Iron Bull, Dorian, Cassandra, Blackwall, Varric

Harry Potter – Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, Neville, Remus, Sirius, Fred, George

Star Trek (Newer Films) – Kirk, Spock, Bones, Scotty

The Witcher (TV Series) – Geralt, Yennefer, Jaskier

Of course, this list isn’t a final thing, if you feel I could write a character, please just send me a message and I’ll let you know if I’m comfortable with it or not.

Please of course note that all drabble requests are reader insert.  I will not do character pairings, but I will change to first/third person if you prefer reading that way.  Y/N will be the standard name though and remain that way.

For any Dragon Age requests, if you wish to appear as a certain race, please let me know.

[3pirouette]

Fic: A Red, White, and Blue Christmas (4/?)

By: TriplePirouette/3Pirouette

Disclaimer: They're not mine.

Distribution: AO3 Anyone else please ask first :) 

Story Summary: White Christmas AU. Peggy is pulled from Project Rebirth, setting off a chain of events that leaves Steve and Bucky unharmed at the end of the War, but never having met. Until, that is, their paths cross as professional performers. Steggy Secret Santa gift for @roboticonography

Chapter 3: All Night in the Club Car

Chapter Summary: In which our heroes spend some more time together

Chapter A/N: It took me a while to get into the swing of these versions of the characters, but I love them so, so much. I’m also really blown away by everyone’s love for this (Especially you, Robot- I’m SO GLAD you’re enjoying it!)

I will continue to try to update every 3 days or so (minimum once a week) until it’s done!

~*~

Steve ran just slightly faster than humanly possible, catching up to the open door to the moving train car, swinging up with ease that surprised the conductor. “Come on, Buck!”

Bucky huffed, pushing hard. With a superhuman effort, he made his last few steps just that much faster, reaching out and taking Steve’s hand so he could swing him on to the train.

The conductor marveled at them. “Why, I haven’t seen running like that since the last Olympics!” Steve and Bucky both took a second to catch their breath, waving the man’s amazement off. “Got a bit held up, huh? You two made it just in time.”

“You could say that,” Steve replied, straightening his suit jacket. Though playing at the Martinelli’s act had been fun, and the applause enough to make him consider something like it for that seven-minute hole in act 2, being chased out by the perturbed sheriff while they manhandled all the luggage into a cab and then tossed it onto a moving train caboose hadn’t exactly been in his plans for the night.

“Your tickets?” The conductor asked, smiling, as the train blew its whistle and picked up speed.

Steve turned, looking at Bucky who had a very peculiar, very guilty look on his face. “You’ve got the tickets, haven’t you?”

Bucky made a good show of patting down his pants and shoving his hands in all his pockets. “Well, I know they were here somewhere. Didn’t Will give them to you?” Steve just pressed his lips together, letting his displeasure be known. “Damndest thing…”

“We had a drawing room reserved,” Steve told the conductor.

“Well, either you can present the tickets or you can’t.” The man, though small, had a commanding presence. “Every available space on this train is occupied. However, you can purchase tickets and sit up all night in the club car.”

Steve turned looking sharply at Bucky. “You wanna pat your pockets down again?”

Bucky shrugged, turning his pants pockets inside out. “Musta left ‘em in my girdle.”

Steve turned back to the conductor, more than a little upset. “How much are two fares to New York?”

The small man flipped through the book in his hand. “Let’s see… Ninety-seven dollars and twenty-four cents.” He looked up expectantly.

Bucky interrupted Steve before he could even speak. “What about Vermont?”

Steve’s eyebrows knit tightly. “We’re not going to Vermont.”

“It must be beautiful in Vermont this time of year, though,” Bucky argued, “Snow’s gotta be nicer than the mucky sheets of ice over in Brooklyn.”

Steve shook his head. “We’ll take two to New York.”

Bucky didn’t let the conductor look back at his book. “But how much more is Vermont?”

Steve turned his whole body this time. “Who cares about Vermont, Buck?”

He smiled big, the same smile Steve knew from a childhood full of schemes and plans that got him boxed on the ears by his Ma. “Well, we should Stevie! The snow and the trees and the fresh air! When was the last time we took a real break? We’re just going to sit at home in New York, anyway. This would be good for us!”

He turned back to the conductor, despite Bucky’s theatrics. “Two to New York, please.”

The conductor smiled, a little less enthusiastic at this point. “That’s still ninety-seven dollars and twenty-four cents.”

Steve waited patiently, but Bucky didn’t move. “You lost the tickets, you’re paying.”

Bucky shrugged, an embarrassed half smile on his face. “Seemed to have forgotten my wallet, too.”

Steve sighed, slipping his from his pocket. “What’d you do? Leave it in your purse?” Steve pealed out a pile of bills and handed them to the conductor. “Sorry about all this.”

“Quite alright,” He counted then their change and handed them punched slips of paper. “The club car is just that way.” He pointed down the corridor as he moved past them in the opposite direction. “Have a good evening.”

Steve started down the corridor at a fast clip, Bucky rushing to keep up. “We had a room in our names, Buck, they shouldn’t be allowed to give it to someone else.”

“Well, you know, there could been a slip up,” Bucky’s voice was the voice of a man who knew full well what happened, and Steve knew it as well. He paused eyeing him sharply just as the train took a sharp dip. “Come on,” Bucky pushed him foreword. “Holidays, lotsa people trying to get home. The Stevie I knew woulda given up his seat for a poor old grandma trying to see little Timmy at midnight mass.”

Steve peered at him over his shoulder. “I’m more concerned about con artists trying to use our names than a granny needing a seat, Buck.”

“Oh, fine, fine.” Bucky slipped behind him so they could maneuver between cars. “You say that now, but when you find Granny Hilda in our room, don’t say I didn’t tell ya so.”

Steve stopped moving only a few steps into the club car and sat heavily in a booth. “So not only have we paid for our tickets twice—”

“We can afford it. You’re not that broke kid anymore.”

“—We have to stay up all night.”

Bucky sat across from him and nodded at the bartender who was polishing the small bar just a few feet away. “We’d be up all night if we took a plane.”

Steve leaned back into the leather. “But we didn’t, we took a train so we could sleep.”

Bucky clicked his tongue against his teeth and kicked at him good naturedly under the table between them. “Says the man who needs about four hours of sleep every week.”

Steve stared at him with only partially put on frustration before he closed his eyes. “It’s not about the sleep.”

Bucky settled himself in the long, padded booth seat. “Good, because I watched you sleep everywhere from a hole in the wall hotel to a literal hole in the wall during the war. You can fall asleep anywhere.”

“That’s the point, Buck.” Steve sat up, elbows on the table. “We don’t have to sleep in holes in walls or mud puddles or transport jeeps anymore. Sure- I want to help out people who have nasty landlords, but we… we—” Steve stopped, his shoulders falling as realization dawned in his eyes. “You didn’t.”

Bucky didn’t move a muscle.

“Tell me you didn’t.”

He didn’t move an inch, forcing casualness but his eye twitched just a little. “Didn’t do what?”

“Tell me that not only did I hike my pants up over my knees and lip sync tonight while those marabou fans nearly choked me, not only did I get chased by a sheriff—which, by the by means we’re not likely gonna be welcome back there again—”

“What’s Sarasota when you’ve got Broadway?”

“Not only did we both, both,” he lowered his voice, very aware of the entertainment they were creating for the bartender, “have to put ourselves in positions where someone could have seen what we can really do just to barely make it on this train, but then we paid for our tickets a second time to sit in this cold, drafty club car while those girls are in our nice, warm beds?” He sighed, dropping his head. “Bucky…”

“When you put it like that…” He shrugged, somewhat deflated. “It seemed like a good idea at the time.”

Steve leaned back and slid down in his seat. “Remember when I said scam artist?”

“Oh, those girls—”

“Well, they’re not sisters,” Steve started, slightly annoyed.

Bucky rolled his eyes. “Just because they’re not sisters doesn’t mean—”

“They’re putting us on, Buck!”

“—they are trying to get one over on us!” Bucky leaned across the little table, setting his elbows down and softening his voice. “Where’s the Steve who would do something nice just because, huh?”

“He’s tired, and was looking forward to a nice, comfortable bed,” Steve replied, leaning in.  “Part of me wants to just go down there, open the door to Drawing Room A, and see who’s there.”

“And the other part of ya?” Bucky asked gently.

“The other part of me wants to just pass out here and pretend we’re on a troop transport.” He leaned back, closing his eyes and bouncing his head off the seat behind him.  “This is only just a little softer.” He sighed, keeping his eyes closed and settling down, crossing his arms like he used to do in the back of the big transports after missions. “Why’d ya do it?”

Bucky sighed softly, sitting back up tall. He drummed his fingers on the table for a second. “They needed our help,” he started, the explanation lame even to his ears. He just shrugged when Steve opened one eye and raised an eyebrow at him. “Fine. Cause they’re cute. And Angie’s funny. And Peggy’s a real doll and I thought maybe you two were getting along pretty well and maybe if I did something like this…”

“Maybe instead of being worried about the girls scamming us I should be worried about you.” Steve closed his eye, settling down again. “She ain’t no Granny Hilda,” he mumbled.

The door to the club car opened with the woosh of the air pushing past it, and Bucky turned to see who came in. Angie and Peggy stood at the end of the room, pressing their hair back into place as he kicked Steve under the table.

Steve jumped up, ready to scold Bucky as the girls moved towards them.

“Golly, you two move fast!” Angie exclaimed, sliding into the booth next to Bucky without invitation. She eyed Steve, “I almost expected it from you, but you!” She leaned into Bucky just a little. “That’s was quite a show there.”

Peggy pulled at Angie’s arm, a frustrated smile on her face. “We didn’t want to intrude,” she tugged at Angie again, who just slipped her arm from her grasp, “but we wanted to thank you, Mr. Rogers.”

His confusion was real. “Thank me?”

“Oh, yeah!” Angie turned to him, still bubbly. “We were watching the terminal, hopin’ you’d make it. After all, we’d feel bad if you didn’t after you gave us your tickets.”

Steve knew Bucky gave the tickets up, but it didn’t make sense for the girls to be thanking him so ardently. He tried to shake the cobwebs of impending sleep from his brain. “Gave--?”

“It was beyond generous that you insisted we take them.” Peggy looked down at him with a soft smile, one that gave him all kinds of ideas, tilting her head at Bucky. “Mr. Barnes told us it was your idea, and that you insisted we take them.”

“Did he now?” Steve eyed his friend, who was looking away conveniently. Maybe it wasn’t a scam, but Bucky was indeed playing some kinda game with him and these girls.

“It’s just so nice to meet two stand up guys in this business, you know? Every time you turn around someone’s looking to scam you or lie their way to the top.” Angie added, her excitement abated and her genuine personality shining through more. Steve couldn’t help but feel some of his frustration and anger drain at his words: it was like she knew what he was worried about, and wanted to get all their cards on the table. “It really was just so kind and wonderful of you.”

Looking into Angie’s honest eyes, and Peggy’s adoring gaze, Steve found it was really hard to hold on to even the tiniest bit of righteous anger. He slid over, patting the seat next to him as he gave up and decided to try to enjoy their company. “Have a seat. You, uh, want a drink or a sandwich or something?”

Peggy sat next to him demurely, and Steve pretended not to see Bucky’s satisfied smile across the table. “Oh, no, we just—”

“Oh, I’d love a malted!” Angie waved at the bartender, who hadn’t quite stopped listening, but was doing a good job of pretending. He nodded as she turned back to the table, “English, you were saying you were just dying for a cup, weren’t you?”

“English?” Bucky asked.

Peggy winced. “True,” she replied, her accent once again slipping, “On both counts I’m afraid.”

“So, he really wasn’t putting me on when he said you weren’t sisters.” Bucky looked back and forth between them. “You look close enough.”

“Was enough to get us a few good gigs,” Angie added in, “but we’re only sisters in spirit.”

The bartender stepped up to the table, and Peggy ordered a cup of tea, while Steve and Bucky put in for coffee along with Angie’s malted. It wasn’t until the bartender stepped away that Steve sat up taller. “You think not being sisters is a shock, wait until you find out who she is.”

Bucky leaned back, looking over her playfully. “You tell me the Queen of England and I know you’re lying, pal.”

Steve opened his hands wide, presenting Peggy like he was one of the USO girls presenting him back in the day, “Bucky, I’d like to introduce you to SSR Agent Margaret Carter, Phillip’s inside man on the raid into Schmidt’s headquarters.”

It took a moment for the words to sink in, and the smile drained from Bucky’s face until his chin was left hanging. “No shit.” Bucky gaped at her, looking her up and down. At Peggy’s surprised look, he sat back, closing his mouth. “Sorry- sorry for the language but… you’re Phillip’s inside man?”

Peggy looked around before nodding, the urge to keep her status secret even after she’d been out of the SSR for so long. “I was feeding information to the 107th for years. Phillips and I worked together for a long time before Steve was brought to Lehigh.”

“In fact,” Steve continued, “I remembered her from there.” He smiled crookedly. “I saw her talking to Erskine.”

Bucky scrubbed his hands over his face. “You’re the dame! You’re the dame I saw arguing with Phillips in Schmidt’s headquarters.”

Peggy nodded, somewhat embarrassed. “I wanted to join in the liberation. He knew there was still work to be done.” She took a heavy breath. “They packed me in with the rest of the Hydra detainees and then let me out the next day. I was back to singing in bars and funneling the SSR information in less than a week.”

There was pain in her voice, and Steve wasn’t sure why. He wanted to know more, but also didn’t want to put a damper on the evening, not when she was sitting next to him and she was going where they were. “What are you doing in New York?” He asked, turning the conversation and hoping to put a smile back on her face.

Peggy looked up, grateful for the change in the conversation. “Oh, no, we’re not going to New York. We’re booked for the holidays.”

“Vermont,” Angie added with a small excited shift.

“Oh,” Steve shot Bucky a harsh look, “Vermont?”

“Oh, maybe you’ve heard of it!” Angie smiled. “The Columbia Inn, in Pine Tree.”

“Haven’t heard,” Steve replied, his eyes still set on Bucky, sarcasm dripping over every word. “Must be nice up there now. All the snow, and the trees and the fresh air… just the kinda thing we need, eh Buck?”

Bucky shrugged, ready to try to plead his case, but Angie beat him to it. “Oh, that’s perfect! You should come up for a couple of days!”

Steve pressed his lips together. He had an apartment waiting for him with a bed he hadn’t seen in months. “Well, I don’t—”

Peggy interrupted him, gently laying a hand on his. “Oh, I wish you could. I would be lovely to have someone to talk to about… well, everything.” She laughed a bit, pulling her hand away, suddenly self conscious at the looks they were getting from Angie and Bucky. She looked down at her lap. “I haven’t been able to share any war stories. They feel a bit bottled up there.”

Steve didn’t hesitate. He reached over and took her hand in his. “I bet you have great stories.”

She laughed, looking up and away, but clutching at his hand even though she couldn’t look at him. “Of handsy German officials, yeah. I’m sure they can’t compare to yours, they’re really not—”

“I want to hear them.” He cut her off gently, smiling as she looked over to him. “We can spare a few days.”

Steve caught Bucky’s smile and Angie’s contained excitement at their shared moment as he turned, sitting back as the bartender set the cups on the table.

[connie93]

Bucky Dolla - Low Key @BuckyDolla

Bucky Dolla – Low Key @BuckyDolla

Bucky Dolla drops his first visual, “LowKey”, off his #NoFaceNoCaseFridays campaign. He and IG model/dancer Dora King show exactly what it means to ‘stay under the radar’. Directed by PixByIgo and Produced by MetBoi.

Bucky Dolla is an upcoming independent hip hop artist out of Manassas, Virginia. Since 2009, him and his right hand…

[dramadaprofit]

Bucky Dolla - Low Key @BuckyDolla

Bucky Dolla – Low Key @BuckyDolla

Bucky Dolla drops his first visual, “LowKey”, off his #NoFaceNoCaseFridays campaign. He and IG model/dancer Dora King show exactly what it means to ‘stay under the radar’. Directed by PixByIgo and Produced by MetBoi.

Bucky Dolla is an upcoming independent hip hop artist out of Manassas, Virginia. Since 2009, him and his right hand…

[realentertainmentnews]

Bucky Dolla - Low Key @BuckyDolla

Bucky Dolla – Low Key @BuckyDolla

Bucky Dolla drops his first visual, “LowKey”, off his #NoFaceNoCaseFridays campaign. He and IG model/dancer Dora King show exactly what it means to ‘stay under the radar’. Directed by PixByIgo and Produced by MetBoi.

Bucky Dolla is an upcoming independent hip hop artist out of Manassas, Virginia. Since 2009, him and his right hand…

[onelovemassive]

BEHIND THE SCENES: Factory Floor Session w/ Bucky Dolla Check out some dope behind the scenes footage of Bucky Dolla's Factory Floor Session.

[james-bucky-barnackle]

A Filipina dating Bucky would be like

- You not finding the right english word for kilig when he's asking you what you're feeling.

- Taking him to Jollibee obv and him probably liking the cheesy bacon mushroom melt and you throwing your fist in the air *success*

- Watching Crazy Rich Asians with him and pointing out every Filipino actor on screen like the proud pinoy you are.

- Skyping with your mom and showing Bucky on cam with your mom nodding slowly, probably then asking you to come home with him to introduce him to everybody. And by everybody, like everybody.

- Bucky getting confused about the NAIA system which is a really bad airport to begin with. His metal arm gets the guards a little tensed, but you pray a thousand hail Mary's that no one ask.

- Getting picked up by your grandparents even when you said not to.

- Cuddling in the back seat of the car as your Grandma looks at the rear view mirror, eyeing Bucky's metal arm and asking in filipino if he's a gangster.

- Your Grandpa defending you by saying "Ganyan na mga kabataan ngayon, Right man?" (thats how kids are nowadays). To which Bucky nervously nods back smiling, before he whips his head back to you with a questioning look.

- You getting to your house with the whole extended family present. Pancit, lumpia, fried chicken's there baby.

- As well as your cousins... And their kids... And your aunts... You get the picture.

- They whisper amongst themselves about how you're dating someone foreign. And you approach each one of them, introducing your beau knowing exactly what they think and joke around with Bucky making him feel at ease through the whole thing.

- Your cousins asking their kids to beg Bucky for dollars.

- You blocking them before they get to Bucky giving them bentes (twenty pesoses).

- Your uncles teasing each other for having nosebleeds around your boyfriend.

- Everyone asking if the two of you met on the internet, and you shaking your head no. Hay mga pinoy talaga.

- Your dad finally arriving and you take his hand to "mano" by bowing your head pressing it onto the back of his hand. And you taught Bucky this already and has done it with everyone else but he almost forgets to with your dad because your dad's trying to be intimidating.

- Your dad trying to give him the 'talk' about how much he loves you and how he'd break Bucky's head off if he ever hurts you; but your dad fails because there's too much English and he ain't about that.

- He gives Bucky a manly hug to which Bucky, his head on your dad's shoulder, facing you smiles triumphantly. And you shake your head.

- The party ending and your mom askin you were you and Bucky would be staying. You say you booked a hotel, especially because Bucky gets a little panicky with his nightmares.

- The next day, your mom planned another party but with just her amigas, mostly to flaunt you and your beautiful Bucky. Also just to get her plus points with her Tita's of Manila status.

- You scamper and insist on him wearing a shirt, because its hella hot even when he wants to hide his arm. You tell him you'll take care of anyone who even dares to look at it.

- Not getting any cars on Grab and Bucky insisting he's fine with riding a jeep.

- The two of you standing on the street, clearly not on the loading zone and him asking you about it. With you replying, every place is a loading zone.

- Wiping the sweat off his forehead because of the heat and fanning him with a twenty peso fan you bought off the bangketa.

- Asking if he wants some maxx or mentos... Or some white rabbit.

- All the jeepneys that pass by are full so when you hear the driver shout there's one seat, you shake your head. But then Bucky sees other jeepneys passing by with some men riding at the far end of the jeep, standing on the platform and grabbing on the bar. You shook your head and told him you would not let him "sabit".

- He pleads, and says he wants to be cultured and its gonna be funny. And youre also late and getting hungry.

- So when another jeep passes by, you and Bucky get in, you sit just beside the door and Bucky stands on the door, using his metal arm to grab the bar.

- Everyone in the jeepney looking at you, then him. 'Kasama nya ba yung pogi?' (Is she with the handsome guy?)

- And you smirking, thinking to yourself yes he is.

- You lightly tap him as he slowly looks down to eye you. And you ask him if he's okay. He sees everyone inside the jeep looking at the two of you and you laugh and make a face to not look at them back.

- Someone gets off on your side of the jeep and you pull Bucky inside to finally sit beside you.

- The jeep gets stuck in traffic and a kid enters the jeep and gives out envelopes to everyone. He looks at Bucky longer, since he's foreign and thinks he probably has dolla dolla bills. You eye the kid and smile.

- Bucky lifts the envelope slowly and asks you "Where is he inviting us?" And you laughing in reply.

- You explain that those envelopes are where you put in donations for the kids while they *as if on cue* sings and drums on his makeshift drum.

- You tell him some kids are being hired by scammers to beg for alms, but Bucky doesn't care as he grabs for his wallet and fishes out a fifty peso bill. You gawk at the bill considering the highest you've given was probably five pesos, but you let him put it in the envelope anyway.

- The kid finishes singing and you both hand him your envelopes and you wrap yoir arm around his.

- The jeep finally starts moving again and the two of you reach your destination.

- You complain about smelling like the sun and Bucky laughing at this. You always say this when youre a little bit sweaty and he used to be so confused by it but is used to it now.

- You fixing yourself as you approach the facade of the restaurant your mom chose and Bucky tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

- "You look great, doll."

- "I love you, thanks for coming to this crazy trip with me."

- "Its not that bad."

- "You're about to meet my mom's amigas, it's about to get bad."

[ramblingandpie]

Avengers Academy

12 characters that I am counting as available for this event and they are ALL dudes. I mean, last event did have six female characters (counting lady Loki) but that's still... not even. C'mon, now.

[loathsome-doctor]

DICKY SUCKY TEN BUCKY

“Sucky sucky fi-dolla!!”

[red-5]

Character Playlist

Bucky Barnes

I ALWAYS listen to music when I write, so I thought I’d share some of my favorite inspiration songs. Let me know if you’d like me to do another character.

Believer - Imagine Dragons

The Baddest Man Alive - The Black Keys

Cold Blood - Valen

If I Was The Devil - Justin Townes Earle

Dark Times - The Weekend, Ed Sheeran

I’ll Be Good - Jaymes Young

Making Love on the Mountainside (Sexy Mix) - The Wodlands

Big Bad Wolf - The Heavy

A Hard Rain’s Gonna Fall - Walk Off the Earth

Stand By Me - Ben E. King

New York City’s Killing Me - Ray LaMontangne

The Cave - Mumford & Sons

Unsteady - X Ambassadors

Killing Strangers - Marilyn Manson

Heathens -  Twenty One Pilots

Hey Jude - The Beatles

Demons - Imagine Dragons

Sucker For Pain - Lil Wayne, Wiz Khalifa, Imagine Dragons, Logic, Ty Dolla $ign, X Ambassadors

Unwell - Matchbox Twenty

Soul - Matchbox Twenty

Hazey - Glass Animals

The Man’s Too Strong - Dire Straits

I Am Weary (Let Me Rest) - The Cox Family (O Brother, Where Art Thou?)

O Death - Jen Titus

Folsom Prison Blues - Johnny Cash

Angels in Heaven - Chris Rodrigues, Abby the Spoon Lady

Back in Black - AC/DC

I Wanna Be Sedated - Ramones

Crazy Train - Ozzy Osbourne

I Don’t Want To Set The World On Fire - The Ink Spots

In The Mood - Glen Miller

Luck Be A Lady - Frank Sinatra

@ carriewfob @storm-howlett

[allexlacazette]

I was tagged by @avengersbarnes thanks, love!!

Rules: pick a song for each leter of your url!

I - Impatient-Jeremih ft. Ty Dolla Sign

W - Wanna be missed-Hayley Kiyoko

A - As you are-The Weeknd

N - Need You-Allie X

T - Temple-Tonight Alive

T - Technicolor-Sainte

H - Honey-Kehlani

R - Red Roses-Lil Skies

E - Escape-Kehlani

E - Eyes Closed-Halsey

D - Dialeto-Diogo Piçarra

R - Ring-Cardi B ft. Kehlani

A - Apocalypse-Trevor Jackson

G - Gang Gang-Migos

O - Only a Girl-Gia

N - Nice For What-Drake

S - Sixteen-Chelsea Cutler

Ooooofff, this was hard!

I tag @wxntxr-wxlf @honestly-how-do-you-art @neyarse @i-stan-bucky and @wakandan-engineer

[killmongerdreams]

Fake title - the red boots

The red boots sounds like something that could be spun into a sex scene, so my made automatically pans to stripper!Bucky wearing dark red combat boots that match the red star with nothing else but tactical pants on as he makes women swoon and throw them dolla dolla bills.

[this-ginger-has-no-soul]

I could treat you better

(A/N): I love this request so fucking much

Request:  Hi, can I request one where the reader is dating tony and he treats her badly, then Bucky or Steve are like I can treat you much better than that ? ( btw you're an amazing write and I love your work

Warnings: angst? swearing, drinking, abusive relationship

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms, @superwholockian309, @fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor, @livandlilah, @callmeoncette

   Bucky had to watch helplessly as Tony involuntarily insulted (Y/N) again that night; 'Oh, they're just a little play thing,' 'Sorry, I just think you're so beautiful. I'd love to take you out to dinner after this,' 'Yeah, I told (Y/N) to wear this other shirt, this one is just- ugh- lets talk about something else, ' The entire fucking night Bucky watched as Tony treated (Y/N) like shit all throughout the dinner. He wouldn't even acknowledge them when they gently tugged on his sleeve, asking in a meek voice when they were going to leave. Not to mention he kept flirting with every person who walked by, making (Y/N) feel even worse. He'd seen them go from happy and chirpy at the beginning of the dinner to where they were now, sniffling in the furthest corner of the booth. Bucky's heart ached for them as he watched them paw at their nose "inconspicuously".

    He could treat them so much better, he wouldn't flirt everytime someone so much as breathed, he wouldn't leave them waiting up for hours on end only to find out that he had been at another persons house, he wouldn't berate them like Tony did, he wouldn't hurt them they way Tony had. He'd treat them right, he'd love them and cherish them, he buy them flowers and hold their hand, kiss them whenever they wanted affection, he'd hold them close and tell them how much he loved them.

    Bucky grit his teeth as he glared at the food on his plate, some fancy shit he didn't even like. 

   All the avengers were out for some celebration after having saved the world again. Bucky didnt want to be here, nor did (Y/N). He couldn't help thinking that they should be at home together, eating some shitty icecream and watching those even shittier tv shows (Y/N) loved. Bucky smiled softly as he thought of the never to be memory, it was soft and warm, it reminded him of some place safe and warm. It was funny how something that was never even going to happen made him this fucking happy- 

    "(Y/N), stop being so fucking clingy!" Tony lashes out at them, glaring at them angrily. "Goddamit sometimes I fucking hate you," Bucky didnt think he could possibly hate another person as much as he hated Tony in that moment. How dare he talk to (Y/N) like that? The fucking bastard, he ought to rip him to pieces-

    "But Tony-" (Y/N)'s voice quivered as did their lip as they willed them self not to cry. 

   "I swear to god I'm going to smack you so hard-" That was the last straw for Bucky, he refused to sit by and listen to Tony treat (Y/N) this way any longer. Bucky nearly flipped the table over as he stood up, glaring at Tony so intensely he could feel his head beginning to ache. 

   "Don't you ever fucking talk about (Y/N) like that again you dick," 

   "I'll do whatever the hell I want to them Barnes, you don't own them," 

   "Neither do you," Tony chuckles dryly as he shakes his head, taking a soft sip from his liquor. 

   "I think they do actually, they're my property and I'll do whatever I damn well please to them. If I want to call them a bitch I will, if I want to rough them up a bit I will, I'll beat the living shit out of them if-" Bucky grabbed Tony by the collar, hoisting him up off the ground as he shoved him into the nearest wall. 

   "I dare you to fucking finish that sentence," Bucky growls, hoisting Tony up a bit higher. "See what happens you piece of shit,"

    "Bucky, please don't," (Y/N)'s voice is on the verge of hysteria at this point, high and pleading with the soldier. "Just drop it, it's not worth it," Bucky ignores them for now, too focused on the way Tony was attempting to squirm out of his grip. "Bucky!" (Y/N) gripped his arm, squeezing it just enough to get his attention. "Please, let him go," Bucky's expression softens only a bit as he looks at (Y/N), his eyes now wide with sadness and confusion. 

   "But doll-" 

   "Please," (Y/N) pleads. 

   "Can you- can you take me home? Please?" Bucky nods immediately, dropping Tony to the floor not so softly; if that fall didn't break his ass Bucky would be surprised.

    "You fuckin' asshole," Bucky spits at him as (Y/N) drags him away, pulling him out if the restaurant and out onto the street. 

   "I'm so sorry about that doll, oh my god, you deserve so much better than that,"

    "All I was trying to tell him was that I didn't feel good," (Y/N) whispers to the ground, folding their arms over their stomach. "I thought I was going to throw up and I wanted to ask him how much longer he'd be there," (Y/N) sniffles softly, finally allowing their tears to fall. Bucky bit his lip as his heart ached for (Y/N). They didn't fucking feel good and then Tony had to go and act like that? They just wanted to go home for fucks sake, was that so hard for Tony to understand? 

   "Here," Bucky pulls (Y/N) close to him, wrapping a protective arm around their shoulders. "Lets take a cab, it's faster," (Y/N) nods, unconsciously leaning against Bucky for support. 

   Immediately Bucky flagged a taxi down and opened the door for (Y/N), letting them climb in before him. They immediately curl up beside the door, their head resting against the cold metal. Bucky climbed in afterwards, gave the driver the directions and money and then settled back into his seat.

    "You okay doll?" Bucky asks as he reaches out, brushing his metal hand against (Y/N)'s forehead.

    "No," (Y/N) whimpers pathetically. "I'm gonna throw up,"

    "Not in my car yer not!" The cab driver spoke up, glaring at (Y/N) from the front seat. (Y/N) whimpers sadly, Bucking up against Bucky's hand unconsciously. 

   "Fuck, you're burnin' up doll," Bucky bites his lips in worry, his gaze traveling over (Y/N)'s now pale face. 

   "If you puke in 'ere it's ten extra dollas!" 

   "Yeah, yeah," Bucky didnt mean to sound curt but (Y/N) wasn't looking all too good at the moment and that's all he cared about. Luckily for them they made it back to the tower before (Y/N) hurled their dinner.

    "C'mon doll," Bucky whispers as he guides (Y/N) to their bathroom, letting them lean on him for support. He only manages to get them on the floor and pull their hair back before they're puking.

    Bucky felt horrible as he ran a hand up and down (Y/N)'s quivering back. They were upchucking so violently he was worried about the sake of their intestines and ribs. Thankfully before any real damage was done (Y/N) stopped, having thrown up everything that was in their stomach. They dry heaved for a moment before collapsing back against Bucky.

    "I-I'm sorry Buck-"

    "Shh, it's okay," Bucky soothes. "I don't mind," He reaches up to brush some sweaty hair away from (Y/N)'s face, biting his lip as (Y/N) panted. "Can I do anything for you?" 

   "I'd really like some water...and something comfortable to wear..."

    "I'll be right back," Bucky smiles at them gently as he slips away, grabbing them their desired water and comfy clothes. "Here doll," Bucky crouched down beside them as they tried to get up to get undressed. "I'll help ya," Bucky sets his materials aside, instead focusing on working (Y/N)'s shirt on their body. "I personally think this shirt looks amazing on you," Bucky whispers as he lets the material slide off their shoulders, hitting the ground gently. 

   "No one else did..." 

   "Well fuck everyone else then," Bucky grumbles as he works (Y/N)'s pants off their legs.

    "I'm only trying to fuck you Barnes," (Y/N) smirks as though drunk and perhaps they were, sick and drunk didn't abide well together. Bucky smiles as he slides their pants off, then picking up the shirt and shorts he had gotten them to wear. 

   "Maybe after you start to feel better, yeah?" Bucky slides the shirt on, the shorts following afterwards. 

   "Yeah, I like that," 

  "On one condition," Bucky raises a finger, looking at (Y/N) sternly. "You have to dump Tony, he's a great guy but he doesn't treat you the way you deserve to be treated. You deserve better-"

    "Bucky-" 

   "Please believe me (Y/N)," Bucky whispers helplessly. "Most guys would never treat you like that," 

   "how would you treat me?" (Y/N) bites their lip, looking up at Bucky with some kind of hopefulness to their eyes. 

   "Well first I'd kiss you all the time, treat you well, cherish you," Bucky Leans down, kissing his way up from (Y/N)'s calf to her thigh. "I'd tell you how much I love you, I'd take you out on dates, if buy your presents, I sure as hell wouldn't flirt with waiters with you right there-I wouldn't even flirt at all. Then every morning I'd wake up and make you breakfast so you could have breakfast in bed, I'd run you nice, warm, long baths-" (Y/N) seemingly moans, a rather hoarse sound considering how hard they just puked. 

   "God, that sounds amazing," 

   "It does, doesn't it?" Bucky smiles, recollecting his earlier thoughts about eating shitty icecream and watching even shittier tv shows. That could be him every night if (Y/N) want through with this, twenty four seven he'd have somebody to hold and love and cherish.

    "So that's the deal? I fuck you, I break up With tony and instead date you? No catches or anything,"

    "No," Bucky smiles as he runs his fingers along (Y/N)'s sweaty cheekbones. "Except having to put up with my shit constantly," 

   "well in that case," (Y/N) smiles up at him gently, just barely showing off their teeth and Bucky thought it was the cutest little smile he'd ever seen. "Deal."

[necrose3]

Nick and Judy Go to the Club Ch.1

The time is 6pm and the sun is beginning to set over Zootopia. Officer Judy Hopps is sat at her desk finishing up some paper work, ears drooped back from boredom. It had been a few months since the Night howler incident and she was now a well-respected officer in the ZPD with several medals and commendations for her tireless efforts both in the community and the academy. However, what she was most proud of was her partner. Nicholas P. Wilde, the fox who had helped her on the missing mammal case and Night howler incident.  Nick was intelligent, brave, and excelled at thinking on his paws. He was also a gifted speaker, born with a silver tongue. It was rare that he couldn’t talk himself out of a sticky situation if all else failed.

Judy suddenly realized she had been staring at a picture of Nick she had on her desk. “How long have I been staring at this?” she thought to herself. “He looks so handsome in that officer’s uniform. It defines his body so well, wait! What am I saying?” she snapped herself from her thoughts of Nick. “I really shouldn’t be thinking like that.”  Just then she noticed Nick leaning against the doorframe of her office. “Hey Carrots, thinking like what?”

“Oh Nick!” Judy half yelled as she jumped up in her seat her ears shot straight up now. “It’s nothing, just having some trouble focusing on my paper work is all” she stated with a light chuckle. Nick gave her a slightly confused look. “Well, I have an idea for something to help take your mind off work.” he said. “Oh yeah, and what’s that?” Judy asked. Nick looked at Judy and gave her a playful smirk “Now that would ruin the surprise.” He turned away and looked over his shoulder “Just be ready for me to pick you up by 10 o’clock tonight and wear something comfortable.” he said with that famous sly smile. “Nick!” Judy yelled, but he had already disappeared down the hallway. “What could he have planned for us so late?” she thought to herself before looking back over at the picture of him on her desk. “Sly fox.”  

It was now 9:30pm and night had fallen over Zootopia. Downtown Zootopia which was known for its amazing architecture, takes on a completely new form of beauty once the lights begin to shine. The nocturnal animals are out in this city that never sleeps and now Judy was going to join them. Judy had moved into a slightly larger apartment since her time joining the ZPD, though this did not help her escape her crazy neighbors “Bucky and Pronk” who only a week after her move were now living next to her again. It seems their financial status was like her own. This didn’t bother her though as she didn’t move to escape their racket. She just wanted a roomier place with a private bathroom and that’s what she had now.

Judy stepped out of the shower and grabbed her towel and began to dry herself off. It was white with carrots printed on it. She stepped out of the bathroom and over to the dresser thinking about what to wear. “What should I wear? He told me to dress comfortable but didn’t tell me where we were going, dang it Nick. You also have to try and be so cool and mysterious.” Judy decided to go with a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt that had pink text on it that read, “Don’t call me Cute or else!” Nick had gotten her this shirt as a gift after he joined the academy. It was the first thing he had bought for her and it made her smile. She rarely got an opportunity to wear it so she figured now would be as good a time as any.

Judy looked over at the clock and it was nearly 10 on the dot when she heard a knock at her door. When she opened the door, she was frozen for a moment admiring the fox standing before her. Nick was wearing tight black jeans and a black satin button up shirt that shined like his coat accented with a red tie. Judy had never seen Nick dress this way and was transfixed by how amazing he looked. She heard a faint voice calling her name before snapping out of her stupor and realizing it was Nick. “Hey Carrots you in there?” Nick asked. “Yeah, sorry.” Judy muttered. “So where are we going anyway? You seem to have dressed up quite nicely.” Nick smiled looking down at himself, “Oh this, well for the nightlife I figured a Hawaiian shirt might not be the most appropriate thing to wear.” “Have you considered that it might not ever be an appropriate thing to wear?” Judy scoffed playful as they walked to the taxi waiting outside. “You know I look good in those shirts.” Nick exclaimed as he held the taxi door open for Judy. “Do I know that? Yes, yes I do.”

Nick got into the taxi and looked at the driver, “We’re ready now.” The taxi took off clearly already aware of the destination. Judy looked over at Nick “So you’re still not gunna tell me where we’re going?” Nick looked down at Judy with that sly smile, “Don’t worry Carrots, you’ll find out when we get there. Besides I don’t want to spoil the surprise.” Judy looked out the taxi window admiring the city lights as she was rarely out this late and typically went straight to bed when she got home. “It really is something, isn’t it?” Nick said softly. “Being a nocturnal animal I don’t sleep much so I get to see the city lit up like this every night. That’s why my eyes get so dark sometimes.” Nick pointed at one closed eye that had a slightly purple tint to the lid. “Oh yeah? I always thought you just wore eyeshadow.” Judy said as she playfully elbowed Nick in the side. “Ha ha ha.” Laughed Nick sarcastically. “Very funny Carrots, but this fox doesn’t need makeup. He has an abundance of natural beauty.” Judy couldn’t help but agree with that statement in her head, but said nothing out loud.

Judy watched out the window as the taxi pulled under a bridge on the outskirts of Downtown Zootopia and stopped. “Here ya go fox, that’ll be 15 dollas.” said the taxi driver. Nick handed the driver a 20 and told him to keep the change. Nick got out and once again held the door open for Judy and as the taxi drove away it revealed their destination across the street. A building tucked under the bridge with a line of animals waiting outside and loud music that could clearly be heard from outside. This was obviously a nightclub, but what stood out to Judy was the name of the club in glowing neon lights above the double doors that read “Wilde Times.”

Judy pointed up at the sign, “Nick is that?” “Yup! This is a nightclub that Finnick and I have had planned for years.” Nick interrupted. “And you my dear Carrots get to be my guest of honor at our grand opening.” Nick said as he wrapped his arm around Judy’s. “Nick I’m not really much for the club scene.” Ignoring her protest Nick dragged Judy across the street and into the club waving at the patrons as he entered proudly with his bunny companion. “So how about we have a few drinks first?” Nick suggested as he walked Judy to the bar where Finnick was serving drinks.

“Finnick my main fox mammal!” Nick exclaimed as he walked up to the bar with Judy before taking a seat. “How are ya buddy?” Finnick smiled at Nick “Good, I’m happy we finally got this place up and running after all these years of planning and hard work.” “You mean hustling?” Judy said with a smirk. Finnick stared down Judy “Hmph, so how’d you get fluff butt down here?” Nick smiled and laughed, “Easy Finnick, I actually didn’t tell her where we were going. It was a surprise.” Finnick chuckled at this and asked them what’ll they have? “I’ll just have carrot juice please.” said Judy. “Gimmie a glass of our finest bourbon my dear Finnick!” shouted Nick. Finnick brought them their drinks and then poured himself a shot. The three toasted to a successful business and the start of an exciting night!     

Ok so originally I was going to finish this whole thing before I post it but I figured this would be a good spot to finish up a chapter and get some feedback as I haven’t written anything in many years. So any feedback is welcomed and encouraged. I tried to include some easter eggs from the movie and fandom. I will try and finish the whole thing soon. In the mean time I hope you enjoy the first chapter of my first ever fanfic ^.^

@feverwildehopps @quirky-middle-child @pyrophoricitee @thatzootopianfox @chernwei5784 @fourthdimension99 @gokhan20