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[quirky-middle-child]

I was practicing drawing Nick and Judy sideways. I still need to work on Judy I feel. And also this Cintiq is awesome :D

[lonewolfwriter]

A Taste Of Hazel Chapter 9 (A Zootopia fan-story)

Nick woke up early, he always did, it was the awesome thing about being a fox.

He was not the only one awake, he could clearly hear the “clink” of glasses downstairs being moved around and the magnet strips of the fridge doors slapping shut every few minutes.

“God does she ever sleep?”

He dragged himself from the nice warm cover of his bed sheets and made his way to the small bathroom, the room Pricilla had given him wasn’t grand by any stretch but it was cozy and safe feeling, and was a million times better than being the bum on a seat.

The blanket was thrown over Nicks shoulders and he sported only his boxers. He got to the small medicine cabinet in the outdated bathroom and gently brushed his paw over his cheeks and chin, a shave and clean up was definitely in order.

He began to fill the sink with water and splashed his face several times taking out an electric razor and getting to work, he brushed his face in the small towel he had bought with his clothes yesterday and looked into the mirror to see what almost resembled a dashing middle aged fox.

He smiled at himself and the reflection smiled back he; reached a paw out and placed it on the mirror and for the longest moment just starred.

He jumped when there was a banging at the door.

“Hello?” he called from the bathroom.

“Hey Nickie it’s just me sweetie, just making sure you haven’t hung yaself in der”.

Nick chuckled, but didn’t know whether or not she was serious.

“Still alive!” he shouted out to her.

“That’s good sweetie, look, I know you’re not meant to work right now but can you give me a hand changing the kegs downstairs in the cellar, they are heavy to boot”.

“Do you ever sleep?” replied Nick looking at the bedside table and the time of the morning.

“Nope, meet you downstairs sugar”.

“Be there in a minute”

Nick heard her walking away as the floorboard creaked.

He get dressed in nice black shirt and sported some casual cargo pants, he came down stairs rolling his sleeves up ready to help Pricilla.

“Okay, where these kegs at” he asked looking around, only to see Pricilla sitting at a table with bowls of food sitting in the middle. Scrambled eggs, toast with lobs of butter, blueberry pie, and other assortments lay on the table.

Nick stopped halfway through rolling his sleeves up, there was no kegs, there was no work to be done, Pricilla got up early to make him breakfast.

Pricilla noticed the silence and looked to the food “I tought you might be hungry, didn’t wana ask when ya last real meal was, so I wiped together some of the good stuff in the kitchen hopin youd like sometin I put out”.

Nick gingerly placed his paw on the spine of the chair in front of him and took a seat his eyes locked on Pricilla then down to the unbelievably delicious looking delicacies in front of him, his eyes unable to move and his body frozen.

Pricilla noticed a saddening look in Nickie and pried “What’s wrong sweetie?” She asked placing her palm on his closest forearm trying to get him to look at her.

Nick hastily made eye contact with her, his brow creased in confusion and heartbreak.

“Why are you doing all this for me?” he asked, as if her making him breakfast was the equivalent of dying for his sins.

“Because, there isn’t an ounce of bad in you Nicholas Wilde, not a single drop, and I’ve known dat from de first day you walked in ere”

Nick simply nodded thinking deeply on her words.

Nick smiled at her as he raised a spoonful of cheerio’s to his mouth and cheered her with it taking the first bite of an unbelievable diverse banquet.

Nick finished breakfast and sat slouched in his chair his paws resting on his belly.

“Ugh, I’m stuffed, where did you learn to cook like that?”

Pricilla giggled as she cleared the table, “Well after my husband left me for a young better looking broad, I had to fend for myself, didn’t have many other things I was good at, but hey I’m a Hippo, so I know good food, ever heard the saying as big as a Hippo?”

Nick chuckled as he continued to listen.

“Well anyways, I could pour a beer and make a feed and so when we divorced and I got my settlement I opened dis ere bar, I never ad much faith in my own abilities, me hubby was always debasing me and making me feel worthless, but den dis place, it took off you know, people love coming ere for karaoke and I love being a part of people’s parties and fun it worked out well”.

“What about him?” asked Nick.

“Last I heard, his Gal left him for another Hog and he ended up taking the easy way out”.

Nicks face turned to shock.

Pricilla just shrugged “Ya win some ya lose some Nickie”

“Is that why you were worried about me last night?”

Pricilla smirked, walked over and placed her hoof on Nicks shoulder awaiting his eyes contact and when she got it she explained “No, I checked on you last night for a different reason....you see Nickie there are two types of people  those who take their life when they are hurt bad, like my ex husband. The second Nickie…. The second is why I checked on you, the second ones they take their life just when things are starting to get better, they do it like that, because they think if it gets better again, that sooner or later it will go back to being bad, and they don’t want to live with that feeling ever again, that lonely...lonely feeling”.

Nick knew the words were for him, she wanted him to think long and hard, that is why she had waited for his eyes contact.

“But you’ll never be alone Nickie” Trust me she said with a smile while she picked up Nicks plates; that’s when Nick noticed it, faint and barely visible, fading scars riddled up the arm of Pricilla. Nick looked to the scar then to Pricilla, who didn’t seem ashamed or shy away she just starred at them also while addressing Nick.

“It always gets better Nick”.  

There was a long silence as Pricilla placed the plates in the sink to clean; “Now get outta here Nick, you have work tonight, I suggest you get some sleep, I hear you up there last night I know it’s tough to sleep here sometimes, but last night was quiet”.

Pricilla was right the music from the jukebox the night before and the constant sound of other animals talking and laughing made Nick anxious and made it hard for Nickie to sleep, but he didn’t care, according to Pricilla last night was a quiet night and perhaps he just needed to get use to it.  

Nick got up from the table and made his way to the door, the words of Pricilla echoed his mind and made him truly thought provoked, he couldn’t shake what she said, but he knew where he was going, he was going to make things better.

He reached the park that he had slept in for so long, he checked his watch, he didn’t have much time, he went to run, when the sound of a bus behind him honking grabbed his attention, and he saw it the red ears of a Vixen inside the bus.

“No, I’m too late” he cursed, annoyed at himself for dawdling on the way. He kicked a rock and placed his hand in his pockets walking through the park, he knew where his body was going, straight to his usual seat, he got to his old home and placed his rump down on the park bench, grumbling to himself about how stupid he was.

He sat there alone for along time, until he felt the bench vibrate.

His thoughts became interrupted when he saw someone sit next to him out of his peripherals, his heart skipped a beat and he instantly felt sick, he looked over to her and she was trying hard not to make eyes contact.

It must have been another Vixen who had been on the bus, because as large as life, the one who had been so kind to Nick sat beside him, trying hard not to make eye contact also.

She just held her bag looking around at seemingly nothing. However she sported two coffees in a tray and was alone.

Nick placed his paw together, he could feel beads of sweat on his palms and forehead, he could feel his heart pounding and his breath going rigid, and his paws shook slightly, he thought for sure she could see his bodies extremely nervous reaction, however what he didn’t know was that she was afraid he would see her paws shaking and her heart pounding and her breath coming out in rigid waves also.

The two turned to one another and made eye contact, Nick was a deer in the headlights and Hazel was no different.

Hazel was shocked; Nick was all cleaned up and was one of the most handsome creatures she had ever laid eyes on. “Why would someone who looked like this ever want me?” she thought darkly to herself. She thought him genuinely good looking when he was rough, but now cleaned up, she felt like a mite on the back of a dog in comparison.

Nick looked at this vixen and for the first time ever Judy was nowhere in thought, good or bad, she simply seemed to vanish from his mind.

Nicks breathing had become so rigid, his world began to spin, he felt lethargic as if all energy was sapped form his body.

“What the hell?” he thought to himself; his body betraying him, he felt like he had just gone through the police cadetship fitness test seven times in an hour.

His fur stood on end at the back of his neck, similar to when he was shot by night howler. He twisted his neck and shook his head, “what’s happening to me” screamed his thoughts.

Hazel, who could feel the all too familiar feeling of warmth across the small of her nose and through her muzzle, turned to Nick to speak to him, when she noticed he had gotten up and was already several steps away.

Hazels mouth slowly shut and she let out a small whimper, “What did I do?” she asked, the warmth in her nose completely disappearing. She waited for him to return and when he didn’t and the coffee was cold she walked it to the bin dropping it in and walking home, she didn’t feel like writing today...

Nick walked to the edge of the park, his world was spinning, he whistled loud and a cab pulled up, he basically fell into the cab and threw $50.00 into the cab drivers lap, “get me to the medical centre” he pleaded.

Nick got to the centre and ran as fast as his shaky leg could take him into the medical centre and stumbled his way over to the reception.

“F…Fr…Fray…Dr Fray…” he huffed and puffed.

“Sir what’s the problem?” asked the receptionist.

Nick grasped at his chest “Ppp please… I need to see the Doctor, I can’t breathe…” he stated placing his other paw on the bench, it’s shake was unstoppable.

The receptionist saw his paw and began to freak; out picking up the phone.

“Yes…Fray, you have a client out here. Yes. What’s your name?”

“-…Nick…” he choked out, his chest tight and sore.

The lady put down the phone.

“Nick, the doctor will be-“

Before she could finish the door opened and Fray stood there with a worried look on her face “Nick what’s wrong?”

Nick ran to her grabbing her by the wrist and going into the doctor’s office, he let go of her wrist once the door was shut and fell back onto the chair unbuttoning his shirt to unveil his fit body and chest to Fray who was a little shocked at first that Nick was still so fit.

“Fray something’s wrong… I can’t breathe…”

Fray pulled up a wheelie chair stopping in front of Nick and instantly began going to work placing her stethoscope hastily to his chest, checking his eyes and ears.

“I thought you immunised me to everything…is..is it the bullets? Is it my injuries, what’s wrong with me Fray I’ve never felt like this before?” he quizzed frantically one question after the other, making his shortness of breath worsen.

Within moment Fray knew what was wrong; Frays paw became relaxed and grin crossed her face and she gently laid her paw on Nick’s forehead, she then looked at Nicks back and how his hair was on edge, her stethoscope lay cold gently pressed to where his heart is.

She chuckled lightly

Nick looked down his nose at her, “How could she be laughing at time like this?” he thought, his breath still unbelievable tense.

“What’s….so …funny” he questions through each breath.

Fray saw the red across his face, she saw the sweat and the shake, she saw exactly what was wrong.

Fray had a cheeky smirk on her face and it made Nick evermore confused. “What?” asked Nick trying hard to control his breathing, his vision had become like a light had just been turned on, everything was fuzzy and slightly moving.

“Nick where have you been?”

“What?”

“Where have you been this morning?”

“I ….Had breakfast… then went to the park….”

He mentioned the park and again his chest went off, Fray listening intently to his heartbeat.

“ye-huh, And who was at the park?”

“Huh?”

“Who were you meeting at the park…?” she repeated

“How do…. you…know I was meeting someone?” quizzed Nick, confused by all her questions basically coughing to get the words out.

“Nick, you’re not sick….you’re not dying… it’s not the bullets…”.

“Then what?” breathed Nick feeling like he had just woken up everything was a blur and a daze.

“I don’t want to say you’re on ‘heat’, because that’s not the right words, but you’re having… What I refer foxes to having as a… Velvet bow tie”.

“Huh?”

“You know meeting your lifelong?”

“Wah?” asked Nick with complete confusion

Fray rolled her eyes “God Nick didn’t you have parents…”

Nicks eyes shifted to the left and went sad for a moment.

Fray shut her eyes realizing what she said was horrible. Nick’s father, Tyrone had been the bane of his existence and the cause of his misery for the last year, a criminal, a murderer and his mother passed during his teenage years after he had run away from home.

“Nick…” she began “You are in love”.

Nick took a deep breath trying really hard to compose himself “like…Judy in love?”

Fray grabbed Nick by the muzzle and pulled him eye to eye “Not even close buddy. You are having a velvet bow tie moment Nick, it’s the nickname we give when foxes find their….you know…soul mate… their life partners…lifelongs”.

“Soul mate…?”

“You may be evolved but you are still monogamous by nature… This is probably why what Judy did hurt so much”.

“But… I love Judy…” he explained, his heart momentarily hurting for a different reason.

“Give this time Nick….Judy won’t even feel like a blip on the radar in comparison to this”.

“Velvet bow tie?” he confirmed

Fray sat in the chair folding her arms and nodded with a cheeky teenager style smile.

Finnick was the closest thing Nick ever had to a father and Nick remembered once Finnick had spoken of a Vixen he had met and that something shifted inside him, it made him so uncomfortable he simply pushed the Vixen away and lived alone. Nick knew this was the feeling Finnick spoke of. Nick always thought Judy had taken a hold of this, but the more he thought about it, that seemed like childlike crush in comparison.

Nick got up, his knees shaking and his body covered in sweat.

“I can’t meet her like this, I can barely walk!” he explained kind of angrily, gesturing to his legs

“Who is she?” pried Fray giving Nick a nudge with her elbow to the ribs and raising her eyebrows.

The small nudge feeling as though it was going to bowl Nick over. “I don’t even know…”

Fray raised an eyebrow, “How interesting”.

“I saw her dance once, she brought me a coffee…she defended me…. God Fray this feels awful!” he concluded sitting back down and putting his face into his paws.

Fray leaned forward placing her paw on his shoulder “Only a very select set of animals go through this Nick, you’re a fox and unfortunately foxes go through this, like I said you are monogamous by nature, but you’re wrong about the feeling, if you stop fighting it, it will be the most beautiful thing you could ever imagine, you are very luck Nick”.

“Lucky? How can I even talk to her?”

Fray smiled, but smiled as though she was hiding more information that was crucial to Nick “You might not have to” there was a pause and her smile turned sinister “I don’t doubt with your looks that she is probably going through the same thing…” Frays eyes dancing up and down Nick.

“Really?” he asked breathing deeply and trying to hold in the breath. While contemplating how such a lovely Vixen could ever feel like this over him.

“Really, Now get out of here you scared the shit out of me running in here clenching your chest, I have other patients you know!”

Nick nodded taking several deep breathes before he stood up and made his way to the door.

“Thanks again” said Nick still breathing like he had just drowned.

“Go get em tiger” yelled out Fray after him, letting out a jestful hiss.

Nick dismissively waving to her over his shoulder without looking having no energy to return fire.

[quirky-middle-child]

So this illustration is actually for a Fanfic that is being done by a friend of mine as for the concept of the story I do not know, but this image contains pretty much a general idea of the story. Rights to this image belong to my friend. No stealing.

[quirky-middle-child]

Rush. By: Agent Exeider. This is a cover art I did for him. It's a great story of what happened after the credits of zootopia. Nick and Judy take on another case to bust the dug drealers of a new Drug hitting the streets. I was inspired by the Grand Theft Auto cover arts for this one. If you want to check out the story here's the link. https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11873048/1/

[nickwildesbabygirl]

What would happen when Nick meets all of Judys siblings for the first time?

❝ NICK WILDE × JUDY HOPPS — MEETING THE FAMILY ❞

Nick Wilde knew this was a bad idea the second Judy Hopps said the word “family.”

Not because he didn’t like the idea, and not because he didn’t want to meet them. It was the way she said it. Bright, excited, completely confident, like she had already decided how this was going to go. Nick had learned very quickly that when Judy sounded like that, it usually meant she was underestimating something.

In this case, she was underestimating a lot.

“They’re going to love you,” Judy insisted for what had to be the fourth time, practically bouncing in her seat as the train rattled toward Bunnyburrow.

Nick flicked an ear, glancing at her from where he lounged back, arms crossed. “You have, what, a few siblings?”

Judy beamed like that was the easiest question in the world. “Two hundred and seventy-five.”

Nick stared at her.

“…you’re kidding.”

“Nope!”

He blinked once, then leaned his head back against the seat, staring up at the ceiling like he was reconsidering every decision that had led him to this exact moment.

“Carrots,” he said slowly, “I need you to be honest with me. Is this a meeting, or am I being… processed?”

Judy laughed, nudging his arm. “Oh, come on, it won’t be that bad.”

Nick gave her a flat look. “You said that about paperwork once. I almost quit.”

She only grinned wider.

That did not reassure him.

—

Bunnyburrow was exactly what Nick expected at first. Open fields stretched out in every direction, warm air drifting through the train doors as they stepped off. It smelled like fresh soil and growing things, peaceful in a way Zootopia never quite was.

For about ten seconds.

Then the front door of the Hopps house opened.

“JUDY’S HOME!”

The shout rang out like a starting signal, and before Nick could even process what was happening, the yard exploded into motion. Rabbits poured out from everywhere. Small ones, older ones, all of them moving fast, all of them talking at once, voices overlapping into one giant wave of sound.

“Judy! Judy! You’re back!” “Who’s that?!” “Is that the fox?!” “He’s taller than I thought!” “Do foxes bite?!”

Nick froze.

Completely.

Judy, on the other hand, lit up like she had just been plugged into a power source.

“Guys!” she laughed, dropping her bag as she was immediately swarmed. “Hey, hey, slow down!”

They did not slow down.

Nick watched as she disappeared into a pile of siblings, his ears slowly lowering as more and more of them ran past him, around him, nearly into him. There were too many. Way too many.

“…I’m going to die here,” he muttered under his breath.

“You must be Nick!”

Nick turned, blinking as two older rabbits approached him with warm, welcoming smiles. Stu Hopps and Bonnie Hopps.

“Uh,” Nick said, straightening slightly as he slipped back into his usual charm. “Guilty.”

Stu didn’t hesitate, reaching out to grab his paw in a firm, enthusiastic handshake. “We’ve heard so much about you!”

“All good things, I hope,” Nick replied automatically.

Bonnie laughed, clearly amused. “Mostly.”

That did not help.

Before Nick could recover, a blur of movement shot past his legs, nearly knocking him off balance.

“Whoa—!”

Another one followed. And another. And then three more.

Nick looked down at the chaos swirling around him, trying and failing to track even a single rabbit as they darted between his legs.

“Carrots,” he called out, raising his voice slightly, “there are too many of them.”

“I heard that!” Judy shouted back from somewhere inside the swarm.

“You were supposed to!” he shot back.

Something tugged on his pant leg.

Nick looked down to find one of the younger siblings staring up at him with wide, curious eyes. No hesitation. No fear.

“Are you Judy’s boyfriend?” the kid asked.

Nick paused, considering.

“Well, that depends,” he said slowly. “Is there a correct answer here?”

“Yes.”

“…then yes.”

The kid nodded, completely satisfied, and immediately ran off, loudly announcing the answer to everyone within earshot.

Nick closed his eyes briefly.

“…I walked into that.”

“Nick!”

He opened them just in time to see Judy finally push her way out of the crowd, ears slightly messy, fur a little ruffled, but smiling brighter than ever.

“You’re doing great!” she said, stepping up beside him.

“I’m being evaluated,” he replied.

She laughed, bumping her shoulder lightly against his. “They like you.”

“They’re interrogating me.”

“Same thing.”

More siblings began to gather around them again, forming a loose circle this time, eyes fixed on Nick with open curiosity. The energy shifted just slightly, less chaotic, more focused.

Nick exhaled slowly, then crouched down to their level, resting his arms loosely on his knees.

“Alright,” he said, lifting a paw. “Let’s make a deal.”

The chatter quieted, not completely, but enough.

“You ask your questions one at a time,” he continued, “and I promise to answer… most of them honestly.”

There was a brief pause.

Then—

“DO FOXES HAVE SHARP TEETH?!” “CAN YOU RUN REALLY FAST?!” “DID YOU SAVE JUDY?!” “DO YOU LOVE HER?!”

Nick blinked, ears flicking back.

“…okay, that was not one at a time.”

Judy laughed beside him, not even trying to hide it anymore.

Nick glanced at her, then back at the crowd of siblings staring up at him with wide, expectant eyes. For a second, just a second, he considered backing off. Deflecting. Slipping into something easier.

Instead, something in his chest softened.

He huffed a quiet laugh, shaking his head as his tail flicked behind him.

“Yeah,” he said, settling into it. “Alright. Let’s try this again.”

He pointed at one of them. “You. First question.”

The kid lit up immediately, launching into another rapid-fire question, and this time Nick answered. Then another followed. And another.

The chaos didn’t disappear.

But it changed.

It became something warmer. Something easier.

And Judy noticed.

She stood just off to the side now, watching him as he talked, as he joked, as he slowly let himself be pulled into the noise and energy instead of pushing against it.

Because despite everything, despite how overwhelming it was, despite how out of his element he clearly felt…

Nick didn’t step back.

He leaned in.

And as one of her younger siblings climbed halfway onto his arm mid-question and he didn’t even flinch, Judy felt something soft settle in her chest.

Because that told her more than anything else ever could.

He wasn’t just here for her.

He was trying.

For all of them.

[noisyoreomilkshake-blog]

Wildehopps

Oh my gosh okay so like now that Nick and Judy are both cops Nick will like always be trying to protect her and she is gonna be super fed up with it like just UGH can’t you just see it!!!!

Nick: Carrots look out!!!!

*Judy almost trips Nick catches her at the last moment swinging her around so there noses are touching*

Nick: you got to be more careful 

Judy: I’m a big girl Wilde I can take care of myself