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“All this ritz. I want to go to the Palm,” said Nick. “Who else am I gonna go with?”
An anthology of (mostly) fluffy Judy/Nick one-shots. Occasional AUs.
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15 Jan 2026
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"You know you don't need to mark Nicholas every time we're out together, right, Judith?" The beaver's voice was teasing. "I really, *really* don't like him like that. Like, at all. Zero interest. Negative interest, actually."
"I'm sorry *what?*" Judy's ears shot straight up. "I don't—I wasn't—that's not what I was doing!"
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13 Jan 2026
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She falls asleep on him, nose twitching as she snores, clutching his tail to her chest like he’s the small, fuzzy, huggable thing. He doesn’t dare put his arm around her. He’s not dense— he knows what this would be if this were anyone else, if this were a cute girl he’d picked up at a bar that he’d wined and dined and cuddled with all night on the couch. He’d wake her with a kiss and see where things take them, if this were some girl.
But it’s Judy, and Nick’s just happy she’s here, so he doesn’t wake her at all.
(Nick thinks he's writing down observations about the most interesting mammal in his life. What he's really doing is falling head over tail in love.
And he's going to be annoying about it, because he's a bastard.)
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07 Jan 2026
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"This isn’t—it’s not a date," Judy argued. "Nick’s not flirting with me. Buying a drink doesn’t mean anything.”
“Maybe once means nonsense. Maybe even twice.” Nibbles tipped her drink back toward the bar, where Nick waited for her drink. “But no beaver ever brought me wood unless she intended to bring me home that night. And that fox spoils you daily.”
or, nick makes a habit of spoiling judy (it takes her a few tries to figure out why)
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07 Jan 2026
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They weren’t drunk. They weren’t confused. They just didn’t want to talk.
They told themselves it was casual. That sex didn’t have to mean anything if no one said it out loud.
But casual doesn’t survive jealousy, late-night silences, or the fear of being just another name on a long list.
Judy wants clarity.
Nick wants her—without risking the words that could lose her.No one willing to say it first.
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06 Jan 2026