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Can we get a part 2 to comfort crowd? Maybe them having their first real kiss after that night in the cove then making it official after the battle with the Red Death🫣

Comfort Crowd Pt. 2

Snotlout x Reader

Request: Can we get a part 2 to comfort crowd? Maybe them having their first real kiss after that night in the cove then making it official after the battle with the Red Death🫣

I love this idea pookie :3

Warnings: Swearing and kisses

It had been about an hour of Snotlout laying in your lap, except he was now facing you and loving every pass of your fingers through his hair. He actually moaned one of the times, making you laugh.

"Oh? What was that?" You tease.

He hides his face, blushing and flustered.

"NOTHING!!" He shouts, hiding his face into your stomach.

"Don't worry silly... I'm not gonna make fun of you," you say softly.

The boy sits up, suddenly looking up at you with his puppy dog eyes. He groans and drags his hands down his face.

"Why'd you make me feel like this!" He whines.

"Like what?" You question, poking his shoulder.

"Like... like my heart is beating out of my chest and-and... and just... you!" He struggles to explain himself,  hands waving wildly around him.

You laugh, shaking your head. He was so... silly. A bit stupid at times. But truly, there was nothing you found better than Snotlout Jorgenson looking as flustered as he did in this moment. He kept rambling and you pulled the collar of his shirt, bringing him close, and kissing him. He made a noise of surprise before kissing you back, unsure.

"You should learn to shut up sometimes," you mumble against his lip.

"Y-yeah... yeah I should... uhuh," he said, eyes half lidded, looking at you like you hung the moon and created the stars. "Y-you.... You should... kiss me... more."

You laugh and pull away softly, grabbing his hand and kissing his knuckles.

"I think that's enough excitement for one night yeah? Now, let's get some rest, we have to go support Hiccup tomorrow!"

——

The next morning you two walked back to the village and split paths to head to your individual huts. The trial of flame was a big deal, so you picked out one of your best outfits.

You were bouncing on your feet, walking with the rest of the group of teens except Astrid. She had been hanging out with Hiccup the night before and you kind of just accepted that she was now kind of chasing him.

"You look... really good," Snotlout whispered besides you as you all filed into the seating in the arena. Front row. You held your shield just in case a blast came this way.

"Thanks... you don't look so bad yourself," you smile, nudging his arm.

He laughed, standing besides you as Stoick began telling stories.

Eventually, Hiccup walked into the ring, and you all shouted encouragement from above. He had been doing so amazing that you weren't too worried about him. Although, a part of you did flinch seeing him pick up that tiny dagger. But he would be fine. Right?

The arena quickly devolved into chaos when Hiccup said he didn't want to fight dragons and Stoick banged on the metal. The monstrous nightmare flared up, going into attack mode almost instantly.

Flames were shot at you, and you instantly hid behind your shield, trying to help Hiccup up when the flames were gone, but almost getting your hand bitten clean off by the dragon/

——

"That was insane!! How-... gods why would he do that?!" Snotlout ranted, pacing back and forth.

It was a few minutes after the boats had set sail, and they were barely visible now. He had been ranting like this for the whole time.

"Snotlout it's not-"

"You know how much I would have killed to have been top slayer? You know the things I could have avoided by him losing?" He interrupted. "I could've made my dad proud of me for once and he just-... he just threw that all away?"

You sighed softly, understanding why he was upset. You grabbed his shoulder.

"Hey... you still did amazing... I think you did anyway... you protected me ... and if your dad can't be proud of you for even doing half the things you have... then screw him."

He laughed at your words, holding your hand to his shoulder, then pulling it up to his face.

"You always know exactly what to say... don't you?" He mumbled, pressing your fingers to his lips.

"I try..."

——

"You just disgraced yourself infront of the whole village! Why would we listen to you?!" Snotlout shouted, following all of you who followed Hiccup into the arena.

"Because I said so," said Astrid.

"You're not the boss of me woman-"

"Snotlout, calm down... let's hear him out," you say gently, squeezing his shoulder.

"Y-yeah! Yeah exactly... listen up gang!"

You rolled your eyes as Hiccup explained what you would be doing. Then, your eyes widened.

"H-hiccup what?! Are you crazy?!?"

"A little."

——

You stood next to Snotlout when he pressed his hand to the snout of the Monstrous Nightmare, watching a smile stretch across his face as he did so. You also did the same, gently petting him. He was warm, and he blew smoke out at you making you laugh.

"Since there's not enough dragons for us all... um... Y/N you ride with Snotlout. We will figure it out as we go okay?" Hiccup instructed.

You nodded, and after a while of them learning how to fly with their dragons, all of you took off. You held on tightly to Snotlout for the first few minutes, but you eased up when you saw how steady you were going.

Hiccup was too focused on giving directions, so when you finally reached the island and saw... that thing... you were shocked and horrified.

"Hiccup what is that thing?!"

"That's their queen! They're inclined to listen to her!"

Astrid gave directions and Snotlout followed. You looked down and saw your mother, trapped under some rocks.

"Snotlout! Drop me down there!!" You shouted.

"Are you crazy?!"

"I need to help my mom!"

He sighed and quickly turned, dropping low enough that you could get off without him losing momentum. You got off, and rolled to be able to stop, before running to her.

"Mom!"

"Oh... Y/N... baby... oh my baby you're okay..." she groaned, smiling up at you.

"I'm gonna get you out, promise!" You said, struggling to push some of the rocks and rubble.

Suddenly you heard a growl behind you. You turned slowly, and saw a large Monstrous Nightmare stalking towards you. Dark reds, and burnt orange swirled around the black markings.

"There... shhh... easy... I'm not gonna hurt you... I'm not, girl..." you whispered, stretching your hand out.

She slowly pressed her muzzle to your hand, exhaling smoke from her nose.

"Hey there girl... yeah... can you help me?" You asked, guiding her over to your mother.

The dragon, almost like she understood what you were saying, went over and started to take rocks off of her while you took the ones you could carry.

Eventually, your mother was free, and you heard a scream.

"Oh gods-!"

You looked up and saw Snotlout was now on top of the giant dragon.

"Oh-! Mom I have to-"

She was already standing with the help of Spitelout who you glared at. She waved you off to go, and you hopped on your new dragon, flying up.

"Alright girl... let's she what we can do..."

You took your bow off from your back, nocking an arrow, but not pulling the string back. You kept your legs locked around her neck as you flew closer to the dragon.

Snotlout was on her eye, holding on tight as he drove the bludgeon into the queens eye. You saw this and cheered.

"Yeah! That's my boy!" You yelled out, pulling the string back.

"Alright girl, we have one shot, let's make it count..." you whispered, feeling the wind, watching the queen move, you aimed, holding the arrow by the corner of your mouth... and let go.

The arrow whizzed by, before landing squarely in one of her eyes, making her roar loudly. Snotlout was able to get one more hit before being launched up onto her back.

"Alright! Hiccup got Toothless, Ruff, Tuff get Snotlout out of there!" Astrid commanded. "Y/N see if you can shoot any more arrows to give him the best shot possible, Fishlegs is down for the count, let's go!"

You nodded and reached for another arrow deciding she's sort of blind in one side of eyes, time to go after the other. You ready your bow, pulling back the string and miss the first shot, the second... and you're down to one arrow.

"Shit... shit shit shit... okay... okay hold still girl," you whisper.

The last arrow feels heavy, but you pull back, take a deep breath, and release. It hits the middle eye and you cheer. Just before you see your idiot boy run and jump off the giant dragon. The twins miss and you pull your dragon quickly to catch him. He lands on her back with a groan, quickly crawling up behind you, holding onto your waist.

“I just saw my life flash before my eyes,” he whispered, laying his head in the crook of your neck as you flew down to the ground.

“I know… I know you big baby…”

——

It was a few weeks later when Hiccup woke up. You and Snotlout kept dancing around your feelings for each other.

Hiccup and Astrid flew past with their dragons and you laughed, following, Snotlout going along with you.

The group all laughed, zooming around the island, flying into the sky until sunset when you all went back home… except for Snotlout and yourself. You both flew to the cove. The magical cove where everything happened.

“So uh… y’know… with everything that’s happened I uh… wanted to ask something,” he said, watching as your dragons played together.

“Yeah? And what’s that?” You smiled, staring off into the sea, golden light from the sun reflecting and causing a glimmering effect.

“…well we kissed… and we never really talked much about… anything I just… wanted to know where I stood,” he sighed, standing next to you.

The waves softly crashed on shore filling the short silence.

“Well obviously you stand beside me-“

“Y/N I’m serious… I really like you. A lot. So much. And if I don’t have a chance and that kiss meant nothing, tell me. But-“

“Gods, you’re so dense Snotlout… of course I like you. I thought I had made that clear…”

He stared with his soft wide eyes, looking like a kicked puppy before Hookfang nudged him into you. He stumbled and held onto you to steady himself. You smiled up at him, gently caressing his cheek.

“I’ve always been yours,” you whispered.

“Then does that… make me your boyfriend?” He mumbled back.

“Only if you call me girlfriend,” you teased, kissing his nose.

He nodded eagerly and began to press kisses all over your face.

“Oh thank-“ kiss. “You.” Kiss. “Thank…” kiss. “You…” kiss. “So…” kiss. “Much…” kiss.

You laughed before his lips met yours for a second.

“I promise I’ll be a good boyfriend I’ll try my hardest,” he mumbled.

“And I promise to always be there for you… let’s head back… my back can’t take another night of sleeping on stone-“

“You could always sleep in my bed-“

“Don’t be gross-“

“I’m sorry- Hookfang!”

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Just A Secret

Cruel Summer [Steven Meeks x reader]

Ch.5

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It had been just a few days since that night. And now, you took it upon yourself to make it seem like nothing happened at all.

Steven was an expert at this, acting totally normal despite his hand on your thigh under the table. It made you feel wanted. You were no longer overwhelmed everywhere. Only on high alert around Neil.

"Neil?" You ask, laying on the floor of his dorm.

"Yeah Y/N?" He responded, writing in his notebook to finish his homework.

"If I... hypothetically liked a guy..."

He suddenly stopped writing, looking down at you.

"It better not be any of my friends."

That's all he said before going back to writing.

"And why not...? I mean like... what's wrong with them... they all seem so nice... like I'm not saying I do like one of them I'm just saying like why would it be bad?"

Your heart was beating out of your chest and you could hear the blood rushing in your ears.

"They're not... bad guys. It's not that I don't trust them... I just... you... if something happens, you guys break up... it's gonna be awkward and I don't wanna deal with that y'know?" He sighs.

Your brow furrows, frustration evident in your tone as you say, "So what's the issue? Why is it about you and how your feelings will be hurt?"

"Y/N you know that's not what I meant. I just... I don't want a girl ruining my friendships."

"I'm not just a girl. I'm your sister. And if we end things on a good note and they haven't utterly destroyed me, then there should be no issues-" you explained, sitting up.

"No. There will be issues. Always. Just don't. Drop it. Don't date any of them. Stay away from my friends," your brother grumbled.

"They're my friends too-!"

"I said drop it! And they're only your friends because they were mine first. They all think you're a weird girl who's to sensitive for her own good and freaks out at every little thing! If any of them express any interest it's because you're the only girl here not because they really care so just drop the idea of getting with any of them or maybe just any guy at this school!"

Silence filled the room as tears filled your eyes. Neil immediately regretted everything he just said as you stood up.

"Y-Y/N, I'm sorry I didn't mean it I was-"

But it was too late, you ran out of his room and to your own, before he could even get out of his bed.

He dragged his hands down his face, cursing at his brain, and cursing his frustration.

——

You took deep breaths to calm yourself, willing the tears not to fall. You didn't know why his words upset you so much... but you knew that it hurt. It hurt a lot.

Your brother was never mean or malicious to you, so this was a shock and one that hurt. Quite a bit to be honest. There was a knock at your door and you sniffle, wiping your tears away.

"Go away Neil I don't wanna talk to you!"

"U-uhm....? Not Neil... c-can I come in?"

It was Steven. You sighed and dried your tears opening the door for him. He stepped inside and you quickly locked the door behind him.

“Hey, what’s wrong why’re you crying?” He asked gently, going over and cupping your face.

He would have been too shy to do this a few weeks ago, but now that he was comfortable with you in this situation, he liked to touch you.

“Neil’s bein’ mean… yelled at me… said you only liked me cuz I was the only girl and you were desperate… not like you specifically but… as in like if any guys liked me,” you explain, leaning into him, letting him comfort you.

“He’s just… stressed y’know… he’s got that au-“ he stopped himself and shook his head. “Nevermind…”

You looked up curiously.

“No. Tell me.”

“I-I can’t I promised-“

“And you promised me no secrets.”

“Damn it…”

He took a deep breath, holding your shoulders and…

“Neil’sstresedbecausehehasanauditionforaplayandhereallylikestheaterandstuffandhe’sscaredyou’llsnitchandyourdadwillfindoutandbanhimfromdoingit-!”

You stared up in shock. Really? That’s what has Neil up in arms? You literally told him you would support him no matter what. You loved your big brother and this was incredibly important to him, of course you wouldn’t tell!

With a huff, you pulled away from Meeks and stomped next door.

“NEIL PERRY OPEN UP!”

“Oh fuck…”

——

You had cursed Neil out for the past thirty minutes, calling him an idiot for not even telling you and how sad you were he didn’t trust you! But you calmed down and grabbed your big brother’s hand.

“Neil… you’re my brother. I love you and support you through anything. Don’t listen to dad… do what makes you happy,” you whisper.

Neil smiled and squeezes your hand.

“You’re too sweet for this world sis… which is why you won’t be-“

“Ah ah ah. Now I’m telling you before you find out,” you say, walking over and grabbing Meeks’s hand. “Steven and I are courting. We study together and have gone out for dinner together.”

Steven froze up. He didn’t know that was a part of what you were going to do! He was not mentally prepared to tell Neil!!! And he wasn’t physically prepared to run away from him.

“…Steve how could you-!”

“No! Stop it! He’s respectful and respectable, smart and kind. And above all? He cares about me. Which is more than I can say for a lot of people. You don’t have to approve… but you will let me and him try this out. I deserve to be able to try something new, to have a teenagers romance… please Neil?”

Neil looked between your sweet face and Steven’s scared face, looking like he wanted to bolt. He took a deep breath to calm himself and nodded.

“You’re right. You’re right and I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said the things I said… and I’ll stop being so overprotective… but Meeks?”

“Y-yeah Neil?”

“…Tale fare of my sister.”

——

Later your laying in your bed, wrapped around Steven like a snake. His fingers passed over your hair, not into your scalp, knowing you were tender headed.

“You were so brave… to tell him? It was… amazing you are amazing,” Steven complimented, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Well… it’s only fair. You don’t deserve to be kept a secret. To me we are courting, and courting to me is exclusive business. Why would I want all the boys acting like I’m on flash sale?”

You were perfect! He had never felt so secure in anything.

“One day I’ll ask you to mine… properly.”

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My Goddess

Hiccup Haddock Version

Second most popular vote, second one to come out :3

His match is: a daughter of Freya. She came to life because Freya cried at the sight of Berk getting along with dragons. Her unfiltered joy, gave her Y/N [All other versions can be found on my Masterlist. Masterlist is linked on my pinned post]

- He was stunned to see a beam of warm summer light come down from the sky and right in front of him and the other villagers.

- You were curious and sweet, stumbling forward to Toothless, moving your head with his own, mimicking his chirps.

- Everyone knew what you were. It was kind of... obvious. You came from the sky, warm light. It was like "oh, daughter of Freyr or Freya?" Cuz they just... know.

- Hiccup is a bit weary of you for a bit. The gods have never shown interest in the mortal world unless it's something bad happening, so why now?

- "Well, my mother sent me... you made her very happy!"

"...like as in Berk?"

"No as in you, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III made her very happy! You created peace amongst your tribe and among dragons! Quite an exemplary task!"

- He trusts you a little more after that. Most people in his tribe looked down on him until he trained Toothless and saved them, so to have someone meet him and just say he was cool?? Yeah, he's keeping that memory in his head.

- "Are these your designs for your companion's tail?"

"Yeah... made them for Toothless... w-why are they bad?"

"Oh gods no! They're wonderful! It's quite impressive you were able to make it work... and it's light and able to fly!"

- When he notices how you seem to only really interact with him, he tries to get you to interact with the rest of Berk... which as it turns out is a lot harder than you'd think. Having a goddess talking to you apparently makes everyone nervous and scared. Everyone treats you differently, almost worshipping the ground you walk on.

- Hiccup can understand how that must be awkward so he gently introduces you to his friends, and their dragons. It's not surprise they don't treat you any different. They're all weird too.

- He gets jealous when Snotlout flirts with you. But I didn't tell you that.

- He's used to being second to others, so he kinda gives up on the idea of being with you.

- When he realized he liked you, it was a sunset on Berk. You were up at the cliffs and he was flying Toothless around. When you saw him you sprinted forward to the edge, unafraid… waited till he was close enough, and jumped. He caught you obviously. But it was a moment where you were free, and trusted him completely and utterly.

- He loves how kind you are, especially to the dragons. You’re even… kind… to Spitelout… even if he doesn’t deserve it. He tells you that you don’t owe anyone kindness, but you are the literal embodiment of kindness and peace.

- He confesses on accident one night when you’re talking about some of your mothers stories when he mumbles

“You’re beautiful….”

- He immediately stammers and starts trying to take it back, but the damage is done.

- “…You really think that…?”

“O-of course I do I mean of course you’re a goddess and I mean I’m just a mortal but I-I’ve had like… a crush on you since you came here but-“

“Just a mortal…? You are much more than that… you are the reason I became anything…. The reason I live… I’ve been… in like with you for… since I came here as well!”

- When he’s trying to find out where he fits in in the new Berk and his friends all find their spots… you’re the one who still goes out with him to find new species. You’re the one who still goes out with him. And when he finds the dragon eye, you’re the first to say you’re going with him.

- At the edge, you try to keep the peace between everyone, but give up, curling up with Toothless and ignoring those arguments.

- He’s grateful to have you, and always rants about how hard it is to keep them all happy and all in line. You’re always there to comfort him and reassure him that they all like him, and that they respect him, but it’s difficult to keep such different people all happy in different situations.

- you use your magic to heal him a lot. However, you never showcase your magic in public. Only your group of dragon riders knows about it. He doesn’t want it to get out that they have a goddess. It could put a target on your back and even though you can’t die… he doesn’t want you to be hurt or imprisoned forced to help people you don’t want to.

- Even though you’re a goddess, he’s always worrying about you. He’s seen you take down dragon hunters with a rope, he’s seen you free untamed wild dragons, but he still worries that one day you won’t be as successful.

- He’s always touching you. With your permission obviously. His love language is touch. He loves holding you and leaning on you, kissing you.

- He gives you forehead kisses.

- He’s calls you his love, in private calls you his wife.

“And how’s my pretty little wife tonight, hm?”

“Hiccup… ‘m not your wife yet!”

“Yet. You will be.”

- Acts like you guys are betrothed. All he needs is to make it official.

- AND HE DOES WHO DO YOU THINK HE IS HUH?!

- Stares lovestruck whenever you play or wash Toothless. You’re so gentle and caring, and it makes him happy to see two of the most important things in his life get along.

- Back on Berk, you’re always helping out, especially when Viggo finds a way to cut off trade routes. You’re the first person to start finding ways around it, maybe some fruits and things you’re able to grow because of your magic.

- He loves how you jump in ready to help and ease his worries.

- When he’s worried about Toothless getting captured, you’re the first to comfort him and say it won’t happen. That he is strong enough to not let that happen.

- You’re the first person(deity) to have complete confidence and faith in him. You don’t doubt his skills. His intelligence. His abilities. Nothing. You put your trust in him.

- You’re also the first to praise him without having a reason to. You’re laying on the grass, star gazing when you turn to face him and whisper:

“You’re so smart… so handsome… I’m so happy you’re mine…”

- He gets really sad when he comes to the realization you’re immortal. He isn’t. He will die and you will live on for thousands of years until he is nothing but a faint memory.

- When he tells you this, you SOB your eyes out, your cries so loud, your mother comes to your aid, comforting you, cradling you in her arms.

- “shhh… Shhh… what ails you my sweet daughter?”

“I-I… I-I’ll live forever an-and he’s gonna grow old and die a-and I’ll have to be without him!”

- She understands. Shes been in love with more mortals than she can count… to save you from that pain she gives you two options; You can either choose to become mortal and die with him having a place in the afterlife of your choosing… or making him immortal.

- You choose to become mortal. He had friends and family and he could not just watch them all die. You refused to cause him that much heartache. So you became mortal. Your mother still let you keep your godly powers, and she still visits you.

- He loves you even more now that you literally gave up eternal life… for him.

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I think Hookfang (and monstrous nightmares in general) were designed after crocodile and alligators (both live action and animated) … do yall think…. They have a death roll too?

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Is this a safe place to say I hate modern AUs? Like genuinely if a piece of media takes place in the 50’s/60s,(DPS) I’m writing the media in… the time period??? Only acceptable thing to change is like racism or other isms (unless it’s important to the story :3 as an ethnic person I get that) like… idk if HTTYD had a modern AU I feel like it takes the story completely out of context?? If you write modern AUs I don’t hate you write what you want seriously like it’s not that deep 😭😭😭 I’m just ranting, and I’m sure you guys write wonderful stories

Personally

I just… hate reading a story where I’m under the impression we are… in the time period… only for it… to… pull out a cellphone. And I’m like 😦 is this bad 😭😭😭 is this bullying??? Guys I feel bad now but idk I just iCANT

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if i see one more ‘x oc’ under the ‘x reader’ tag i might actually lose it

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Hello! Could I request reader x Octavian. Reader comes from an abusive household but doesn't talk much about it and one day Octavian saw their sh scars and comforts them. You don't have to do this if you don't want or it makes you uncomfortable <3

I’m Glad You’re Here

Octavian x Reader

I love it :3(not the heavy subject material just… bringing awareness yk?) I have struggled with SH, but never abuse, so I will be using my own experience with one and do my best to do research and portray the other as best as I can.

Warnings: Discussions of self harm, discussions of abuse(none done by characters in current time), no explicit scenes of abuse written (as in no flashbacks), hurt comfort.

Octavian... couldn't decide how to feel about you. He didn't hate you. But he wasn't... head over heels for you. He always liked how you never really shot him down.

Recently at senate meetings he had noticed how you would flinch when someone would raise their voice unnecessarily, or when someone slammed their hands on a table. How you would apologize when anyone said you were wrong.

But he never asked. He didn't care. That's what he said, he didn't care. Why would he care? You were just... you.

You were typically a happy girl, always helping others and smiling. He didn't understand you. Typically quiet, but always happy to help everyone. Even him.

When everyone overwhelmed you... you went to the augury. There, you would sit under his desk quietly, writing or stitching up some of the stuffed animals he used for sacrifices. But today you were in the temple for another reason.

"Hey um... the campers are gonna go swim in the lake... do you wanna join?" You ask, your voice carrying through the temple.

He turned to look at you, "And why would I want to hang out with everyone else?"

"Oh um... just wanted to invite you. Reyna said not to... but you deserve a break as much as the rest of us."

The soft explanation made him melt. His shoulders slouched for a second, and he sighed.

"Fine. I'll join you. But only you. The others... annoy me."

——

Now that he was thinking about it, he had never seen you in shorts. Not even a short skirt. He had seen you in short sleeved shorts but never in anything less than knee length skirts.

So he was curious to see what your bathing suit would look like.

That question was answered a bit later. You had a wrap over the bottom half of your swimsuit, but a Bikini top on. He looked away red faced, not wanting to stare.

"You okay? You're red... oh right, sunscreen!" You said, grabbing it off your desk.

He sighed as you both walked to the lake. Octavian was pale, but due to having Apollo's blood, he never got sunburnt. So he followed you as you ranted about different kinds of sunscreen and how it sucked that it wasn't good for the lake environments.

The lake was full of demigods screaming and laughing as they pushed each other around and into the lake. He watched you smile, setting your towel down, putting on sunscreen. Then he watched you gently take the wrap off, rubbing sunscreen on your legs and...

That's when he noticed. Lines lighter than your skin linear, all on your thighs. Demigods had scars from fighting monsters... but this was not that. They were in straight lines, stopping a few inches above your knees. He stared, shocked, unable to say what he was thinking. So he said nothing, taking off his shirt a bit insecurely as he stepped into the water with you. It was warm, but refreshing, and clear straight to the bottom, so you could see.

You sigh happily, taking the relief of being relaxed and floating at 100%.

You swim over to Octavian and lay your head on his shoulder, clinging to him.

"What are you doing?" He asks as you swim behind him wrapping yourself around him like a backpack.

"Can't reach the bottom and you're freakishly tall..." you mumble.

He sighs, letting you cling to him. He watched as other splash and jump around, annoyed, forgetting he literally agreed to come here with you. While he disassociates, he remembers the marks on your thighs. Where they what he thought they were? Maybe they were just stretch marks and he had seen them in a bad light or-

“What are you thinking about?”

Your voice interrupted him from his thoughts. He shakes his head, and sees you’re now swimming in front of him. He sees the scars on your thighs and looks up immediately.

“…oh.”

“Please don’t be mad I-i didn’t mean to I mean I’m just judging you or anything I-… I’ve never seen you in something that shows off your thighs I… I’m sorry-“

You shook your head with a gentle smile.“It’s okay… I’m not upset, promise… Ask away… but maybe later in private… for now…” This was all you said before splashing him in the face with water.

——

It’s hours later and you are bathed, in shorts and a tank top, ready to talk if he wants to. You sit on his bed, and he sits on the floor in front of you.

“So…”

“So…”

“What do you want to know?”

“I want to know… what you feel comfortable telling me…”

“Why?”

He stops for a moment and thinks about his answer.

“Because… you’re the only tolerable person I like here… and because I care about you.”

You smile softly and ask for his hands, taking them and pressing them softly onto your scars.

“…I did these.”

The air feels like it’s punched out of his lungs with those words, but he keeps his eyes on you, his hands still where you pressed them.

“I… it was a long time ago now. I don’t do it anymore. I haven’t for a while now… I’m… 6 years clean today… I wasn’t a happy kid.”

He nodded softly, his thumbs absently moved over your scars. He had only ever seen you with a smile on his face so to imagine you not being happy was hard.

“My birth giver… mother… wasn’t a nice person. Wasn’t even a good person. She drank… a lot. Probably why she attracted the deity she did to give her me. She hated me. Hated me because she said I ruined her beautiful body… said I was the reason he left… she used to hit me… she said a lot of awful stuff I won’t repeat, but… it was torture to live with her… horrible… so I thought-… I thought that if I hurt myself… that maybe-… maybe when she hurt me it wouldn’t be as bad.”

His breath catches and he looks up at you as he stands up. You expect him to leave, to call you gross, to never speak to you again, but instead… he softly cups your face and with a whisper, voice cracking, he says:

“I’m glad you’re here.”

It takes you a moment to register what he just said, but your eyes fill with tears at the gentleness and nuzzle your face into his hands.

“You didn’t deserve that… no one deserves that. But you… gods not you. Not you, you’re too kind and too sweet to deserve anything less than utter adoration… I’m glad you’re here,” he whispered, holding you softly, icy blue eyes filling with tears.

You’d never seen him so soft and caring, except maybe when you walked into the augury and he had fallen asleep over his work.

“I’m proud of you,” he whispers.

“For what?”

“For staying… for getting this far… for being clean for so long. I’m proud of you…. And I’m happy you’re here. And I hope your birth giver gets her karma. She’s evil,” he says with a soft smile.

You giggle, and hold his hand to your face.

“Thank you…”

“I’m serious… really… I’m happy you’re here… with me… and that you’re-“

“That I’m what?”

“I-I was gonna say mine but-but you’re not so that would be really weird if I said that now wouldn’t it-“

You kiss his cheek.

“I’d be yours if you asked…”

“W-wait really? I-… then… will you…?”

“I’d love to…”

“I know I keep saying it… but I’m so glad you’re here…”

[devinescribe]

Someone asked me to write for Spitelout as if he isn’t my biggest opponent tf

[devinescribe]

My Goddess

Damian Wayne

This is the first of the boys with a goddess gf :3

His pairing isssss the daughter of Anbay (pre-Islamic Arabian god worshiped specifically in Qataban) he is the god of justice, and is worshiped as god of command and decision alongside Hawkim.

To make this funny/ easier for me, uh, she's the same age him, she's a new goddess created only like... 13 years ago (yes Dami is older than a goddess. By a whole YEAR. He thinks is funny.)

- When you first appeared, he had just gotten done absolutely beating the crap out of a villain. He was angry. So angry. You appeared and he saw the light flash. It's like he knew who you were before you even said anything.

"...was that vengeance or justice?" He whispered, looking down at the blood on his hands, and the wreckage around him.

"... Who can really tell the difference?"

- At first he's a little annoyed that you seem to follow where he goes, and you're like a ghostly attachment, except everyone else can see you. He eventually has to ask for your name, and what you are. For some reason, (probably the fact that you glow) he just believed you.

- "uh... Damian... who's the girl following you floating behind ya?"

"If you must know, her name is Y/N and she's a goddess, a daughter of Anbay. Any other questions?"

"So many."

"Well I'm not answering them, and neither is she. Leave us alone, Grayson. Cmon Y/N."

- After he gets used to having you around, he kind of just ... exists with you. You speak in Arabic, and he spoke back to you one day, making your jaw drop. In your defense, he didn't tell you much about himself.

- Neither of you are very touchy people. You occasionally grab his shoulder.

- When he starts to realize he's gaining feelings for you, he kinda loses his mind. He starts telling you to leave, won't summon you, even avoids going on patrol because that would summon you (he's delivering justice so duhhh)

- "...Grayson. I need your help. Do not make me regret asking this. How do I tell a literal goddess I like her?"

"Ooooh Damian you have a crushhhh~! I never thought the day would come! Okay... so-"

"Just tell her idiot."

"No one asked you, Todd... but I do like the direct approach..."

- He does exactly that, although his approach would have been banishing you so he doesn't have to deal with his emotions. Can a mortal even banish a goddess?

- Eventually when he does confess, and you reciprocate his feelings he's relieved in a way he can't explain.

- He's always calling on you just to talk and hang out.

- when he finds out you, a goddess is younger than him by a whole year he's smirking like he's discovered kryptonite in his own backyard.

"Oh? So you're a baby goddess."

"I suppose you could say that?"

"You're younger than me by a year, goddess."

"...is that a bad thing?"

"Oh no, no no no, it's great."

- Says he has more life experience than you whenever you try to give him advice. It gets annoying.

- You always have ethical debates with him about the differences between vengeance and justice. He swears there is none, you say there's blurred lines between both.

- Jason is surprisingly the one of his brothers you get along with the best. You get along with all of them, but Jason is your favorite. Because he has a true sense of justice, not played up. It's not vengeance. Truly.

"Everyone-"

"Yes, everyone may say you seek vengeance... but you don't go after the ones who hurt you... you get the ones who hurt... others. That... counts as justice to me. Devine retribution."

- Like in every relationship, there will be arguments. But you don't argue like most expect you to. You sit and have respectful, mature conversations. Neither of you yell.

- So, the first time you guys end up in a big fight... it's bad. You decided to go somewhere, dangerous, without telling him. You left a note on the bat computer, and... left. You needed to stop a fight between two desert spirits. When you get back, bloody, bruised, and clothes torn, but alive, you are met by the angry eyes of Damian Al-Ghul.

"You left me."

"Yes. I left a note, I did not wish to-"

"You. Left. Me. You could have died!"

"Damian I-"

"No! You left me, you could've died and I wouldn't have known! You didn't even say where you were going! Just that this fight needed to be solved! You left me I could've helped you're hurt-"

"I do not need to ask for your permission to leave and handle godly duties!"

- The fight calms down after a while. Especially when you both realize that your reasons for being upset were for the same reason. Neither of you wanted to other to get hurt. You left him there because you thought he would get hurt, and he thought you'd get hurt if he wasn't there to protect you.

- You both make up quickly, taking time to build the trust back up.

- You introduce him to ancient Arabic texts that had been lost to time, helping him translate a few since some where in ancient Arabic. He loves piecing together new ideas

- While he's not much of a talker, once you get him started on something he really enjoys, he won't stop talking. It's quite adorable really.

- At first, you call him Damian Al Ghul, Wayne being to hard to say. Al Ghul was Arabic, something you could (obviously) pronounce easier. He would never correct you on anything. He let you say that. Until you learn he doesn't really like it. Then you practice to say Wayne.

"Damian... Wayne."

He looks up shocked you said that.

"Damian Wayne... your name makes me glow... I like it."

- There's a difference between Damian Wayne, Damian Al Ghul, and Damian Wayne Al Ghul. Damian has multitudes. The true center, him picking both sides, but not letting them rule him, that's when he uses both last names.

- "Dick... dick cmon you have to come see this."

"Jason there's nothing I- awwwwwwwwww"

You and Damian were asleep on the floor, hand in hand, Brutus under his arm, the Batcow under yours. She was looking up at them, watching over you two.

"Dami fell asleep with the baby goddess this is adorable-"

- Speaking of his animals, you LOVE them. He has a zoo. But your favorite is the cow 😔 he often finds you with your forehead pressed to hers as you speak in Arabic. If you're not, you're combing her.

- One time, a girl decided to flirt with him at a Wayne Gala. Oh boy. You were dressed to the nines, in your traditional clothing, looking ethereal, when this girl comes up. She's flirting with Damian, and he looks at her, disgusted. First off, you are holding onto his arm. Second, did she not see you??? Why would he be interested in the likes of her???

"...are you dense or just pretending to be?"

"W-what? Dami, don't-"

"Don't call me that. I'm very obviously in good company, I don't need a spoiled rich girl to come over and act like she's better than a literal goddess. Leave."

- Damian is also known for being jealous and protective. If any man tried, mortal or godly, he's defending your honor.

- When you meet his best friend, aka Jon Kent, you’re excited. Superboy is bouncing off the walls because he LOVES meeting new people!! You two get along well, but you admit to being a bit overwhelmed by the attention and questions.

- “DAMIAN KEEP HER SHES SO COOL!”

“Pipe down Kent.”

“Oh come on-“

“Tt… was already planning on it.”

[devinescribe]

Yall remember that one episode of rtte where they go back to snow wraith island???? Uh and the twins are gripping onto Snotlout to stay warm? Yeah I imagine this to be something going on with Y/N there:

“It’s called body heat management!” Ruff shivers, holding on for dear life onto your boyfriend.

You look skeptically between the twins and Snotlout.

“I’m not dealing with this… Y/N help-“ he calls out.

“Ruff, Tuff, get off-“ you shout, trying your best to pull them off.

They were basically glued onto him, holding onto him like they needed him to survive. You shivered, your teeth chattering, being frustrated you had been left to deal with all this.

“Ru-ruff, T-tuff! Off my boyfriend, now!” You commanded through chattering teeth, still as threatening as if you were holding an axe to their necks.

They jump off of him, pouting at you.

“I’m the only one who gets to cling to you, got it?” You whisper, leaning into his side.

The boy blushes, nodding as he grabs your hand. He loved being by you, and any excuse to hold you, he would be taking it.

“Of course babe!”

[devinescribe]

hey sweetie!! first of all I LOVE your writing it's just so HSGSGJSB yk?

then i wanted to ask you if you were planning on writing more chapters of the cruel summer series. no pressure here ofc but i've been just loving it so far so i wanted to know if chapter 4 is the last one or if you're planning to continue it.

either way YOU'RE AMAZING keep this up!!

💗💗

I am planning on continuing it! Thank you :3 I appreciate the support haha

I’ve been trying to figure out how lore accurate I want to make this 😭😭 uh… I like Neil so idk if I want to follow the plot of the movie/book or zap it into an alternate universe

[devinescribe]

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ Masterlist ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

Welcome welcome! If you want to request make sure you’ve read my Rules and Regulations

Some of these I’ve only written on or two for but I’m working on it!!

MHA

Neito Monoma: Rising Love

Will I write for more MHA characters? Maybe! Uhh I’m still heavily deciding if I want to continue being in the fandom I’m not as into it anymore :(

⋆｡°·☁︎ PJO ⋆｡°·☁︎

Octavian:

Lonely Boy

The kinda guy to…

Protector

I’m Glad You’re Here

Luke Castellan:

The kinda Guy To…

Leo Valdez:

The kinda guy to…

Percy Jackson:

The kinda guy to…

⋆༺𓆩⚔𓆪༻⋆ HTTYD ⋆༺𓆩⚔𓆪༻⋆

Hiccup Haddock:

The kinda guy to…

Him with a chubby/plus size GF [SFW and NSFW headcanons]

Tuffnut Thorston:

The kinda guy to…

Snotlout Jorgenson:

The kinda guy to…

Why Don’t You Like Me?

Jealous, Jealous, Jealous Girl

Electric Love

Comfort Crowd

Comfort Crowd pt. 2 [requested]

Misunderstandings

/ *₊˚ʚ 🦇 ₊˚✧ ﾟ. Batboys / *₊˚ʚ 🦇 ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

Dick Grayson:

The kinda guy to…

Gentle Lover

Jason Todd:

At Your Service

Would You Fall In Love With Me Again?

I’m a Distraction [smut]

Tim Drake:

More coming soon…

Damian Wayne:

After School Project

The kinda guy to…

𓂃🖊 DPS 𓂃🖊

Steven Meeks:

The Kinda Guy to…

Cruel Summer: Ch. 1, Ch. 2, Ch. 3, Ch. 4, Ch. 5

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Extras:

My Goddess headcanon series:

Damian Wayne

Jason Todd {WIP}

Dick Grayson {WIP}

Tim Drake {WIP}

Hiccup Haddock

Tuffnut Thorston {WIP}

Snotlout Jorgenson {WIP}

Octavian {WIP}

Luke Castellan {WIP}

Percy Jackson {WIP}

Leo Valdez {WIP}

Their Inner Monologues When They First Kiss you

Favorite Physical and Personality Attributes

Random Assortment of men and their responses to “do you kind I’m chubby/plus sized?”

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Random Neteyam one shot: Forest Boy

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[devinescribe]

The Kinda Guy To…

Octavian Version

- Super sweet but gets jealous easily

- He's not even jealous, he's insecure in himself and thinks you'll leave him so he always tries to overcompensate with a lot of gifts and a lot of attention. However, he doesn't make his insecurity your problem. He's aware of it, and doesn't need you to know it.

- His love language to give is quality time. He loves just you and him sitting quietly as he does his work in the augury.

- He's possessive in subtle ways. A hand on the small of your back, standing close, holding your arm in his own. Subtle ways to tell everyone he's yours and you are his.

- He can't be with a weak minded person. No, he needs to be with someone who knows what they want and how they want it. An authoritative woman who demands respect.

- Always buys you the finest clothes and jewelry. One as a gift for you, but two, he will not be seen with someone who looks less than perfection. (although he argues you could wear anything and make it look like couture fashion.)

- Sunburns don't exist. Not for him. Even as pale as he is, being the legacy of Apollo means a little bit more sun tolerance. However... the one time you tell him to put sunscreen on and he refuses, you simply sigh. He gets sunburnt for the first time, almost like Apollo was telling him to listen to you.

- Always acts big and mighty, but the second he's alone with you, he melts into your touch, leaning into it, hiding his face in your chest and whining about his day and how mean Reyna is.

- The day he confessed he was 14, and had known you since you both arrived at camp. He gathered up all his courage, waited till you were alone and he just went up to you, nervous as could be and he handed you a scroll. The scroll was about three feet in length detailing everything he liked about you and what he admired, as well as just his lovesick rambles.

- After a jealous spell, he'll talk to you about it after. He mumbles and asks if you would prefer an actual demigod with actual demigod strength and powers. When you say no and reassure him that you love him for a lot more than that, he nuzzles his nose against yours, and says he loves you too

- Not big on PDA despite wanting to show that you are his. A simple holding of hands or leaning against each other is more than enough. Not having public make outs in the pavilion. He thinks that's gross. Ew.

- Collects odd things. Brings you odd things. Like a crow, he's always bringing you something he found. An oddly shaped rock, or maybe the skull of a bird if you're into that sort of thing.

- Really really really rEALLY likes dinosaurs. I don't know why. But he loves them. When he was little, he used to have a ton of Dino books and figures. Now that he's 18, he keeps more adult things... like Dino slippers, and small scale models of fossils, and Dino Lego sets. Thank you very much.

- Keeps a list of things you don't like, and a list of things you do like. All your favorites and things you hate.

- Personally, I think he's very intelligent. He also has perfect pitch. There's more things that being Apollo's legacy does for him other than prophecy. He doesn't play any instruments, but he does have very high standards for music.

- Always with you. You're the only reason he leaves the temple at any given time. All you have to do is give him your best puppy dog eyes, and:

"Taviiii.... Please? I don't wanna go alone..."

Folded.

- Doesn't touch your stuffies. Yours are the only ones spared. He calls them all by their names and doesn't mistreat them because he loves you, and these are part of you.

- He's very proper when he's with you. At first he's almost stiff when he touches you, scared of scaring you off. You're the one good thing in his life, he doesn't want to lose you

- You lead some workshops and trainings so like... occasionally when he's touring a new group of kids he'll take them to you.

"And this is Y/N, my beloved. She's in charge of a lot but mainly archery. You'll be with her a lot, not as much as me..."

"Octavian... they're six, they're not trying to do anything."

"...okay but you're still mine I want your attention always."

- Awkward first kiss. Because that is his first kiss. And yours. He just goes for it, teeth hit teeth, heads bump against each other... but you wouldn't change it for the world.

- The only person he listens to. Senate meeting? You're the only one who can reel him back, and the only one that can talk some sense into him.

- Loves when you wear flowing Roman style dresses because he says you look like a statue... a model of perfection

[devinescribe]

excuse me for stating the obvious but like. james gunn outright calling superman an immigrant and doubling down on it when he got backlash (because he IS an immigrant, that's the point of superman) + the in-movie dialogue of "aren't you going to read me my rights?" "you're an extraterrestrial, son. you haven't got any rights to read." + the violence of his arrest and how they torture and mistreat him unapologetically, all under the guise of "protecting america", in a film releasing during the onslaught of violent ICE kidnappings and abuse... yeah it's really no wonder right-wing knobheads are crying about this being woke. they're being forced to look directly at the reasons one of the most notorious heroes of all time would not be on their side. and that's only ONE of the reasons this movie covers

[devinescribe]

Hello, I was wondering if I could put in a request for Snotlout? I noticed in your latest tags from your Hiccup fanfic that you already have a lot, so I don’t wish to overwhelm you! Thank you, and have a good day! 🙂

Requests are always welcome :) I just work on them at my pace yk? :)

[devinescribe]

hiccup x plus size / chubby reader headcannons? (maybe spicy!!) plz and ty!! 💞

Okay, so, I'll try spicy headcanons which will be marked before they start so if you don't want to read them you can scroll past of click away :) I LOVE BEING CHUBBY/PLUS SIZE AND WRITING FOR GIRLIES LIKE ME MWUAH MWUAH MWUAH

Theres wayyy more SFW than NSFW though just a warning 😭

Warnings: cussing, smut, suggestive content, uhhh yeah

SFW

- Hiccup genuinely thinks you're the most gorgeous girl to ever walk the earth. You fight like a war goddess, but love like the sun loves the sky.

- Hiccup isn't weak and I think a lot of people forget that. He worked in a forge for years 😭 he punched Snotlout with his non dominant hand and KNOCKED HIM TF OUT. He's strong contrary to popular speculation. He can definitely pick you up. In fact, his favorite thing to do is pick you up and spin you around before kissing you. (Yes the Disney princess kiss)

- His love language to give is physical touch. He loves holding your hand, or having his hand on your back.

- Honestly, he just loves being yours. He always makes jokes about you being a goddess or nymph sent to him.

- Now, in Norse times, you would be considered the pinnacle of beauty for your plush figure. But there's always that one person. That one person that makes a comment. (They're the odd one out everyone else compliments your wide hips and soft tummy) and Hiccup? Loses it. He doesn't crash out often, but when he does it's either extremely valid, or defending you.

- Loves sleeping next to you and holding you. Sometimes Toothless tries to sleep in between you both because he feels left out. You never complain, in fact you always make space for the dragon.

- Always says you smell good, which is true. Extremely true.

- Has imagined what you would look like at a wedding. Sorry, not A wedding. Your wedding. With him as your spouse.

- Loves when you give him a lil fashion show, showing off what you got from trader Johan(before... y'know...) He thinks it is the highest honor he could receive from you.

- speaking of, he's an inventor. Of course he loves you to the point of invention. Loves you above it. You complain about how hot you get? He makes you a hand fan. Complain about how your thighs rub together when you walk and it hurts or they run so much to the point there's holes (has happened to me😔 it sucks)? He's making pants that are reinforced there and if you wanna wear a skirt? He finds a way to make something for under so they don't touch.

- He's not a guy to show off, but he's not embarrassed of you. Quite the opposite, he's so proud he bagged you. He shows you off in quiet ways. “My girlfriend gave me this…” or “She’s my beloved of course she’s amazing” and stuff like that.

- Will never admit to your face that he loves walking behind you… cuz… yeah. He says it’s to watch and make sure you’re safe. Nah. He’s a man with taste.

- Always reassuring, but never pushy. If you think something looks bad on you, he’ll say he thinks you look gorgeous, but if you genuinely feel uncomfortable, that you should change into something you’ll feel better in. To him, your best look is when you feel confident and comfortable in what you wear.

- if anyone flirts with you he’s like… uh… no. Ew. She’s mine. Just kidding, he glares at them until they leave you alone. His silence is scarier than any yelling.

- Didn’t think a literal goddess like you would ever like a guy like him. Like… ever. He seriously thought you were into ANY other guy in the village. ANY other guy.

- When he asked you to be his, he was a stammering… nervous wreck. Like he was shaking. It was all worth it when he got your enthusiastic answer, and a kiss on the cheek.

- Keeps every promise.

- Kisses every stretch mark, and every insecurity you may have. Because the things you hate about yourself are the things he lives the most. He doesn’t understand how you look at yourself and see anything other than perfection.

- If traders don’t bring things in your size he’s like… “UNACCEPTABLE!” He would pay triple the amount of it meant you had quality clothes that fit you. Hel, he’s commissioning Snotlout to sew for you at this point 😭

⚠️NSWF⚠️MINORS DNI AFTER THIS POINT⚠️

- A giver. He says he could spend hours between your thighs and he means it.

- Speaking of which, he loves your thighs. Grabbing them, squeezing them, leaving hickeys on them…

- Has definitely fantasized about using your thighs to get off.

- The first time he saw you naked he, and these are his own words,

“Gods you’re so hot I almost just-“

“H-hiccup!”

“What? I’m serious. Almost finished just from that… you’re so gorgeous my love…”

- Remember I said he kisses all your stretch marks? Yeah I meant it. That’s how most of your lil sessions started.

- He loves praises, both giving and receiving, but loves to praise you.

“You’re so pretty under me baby…”

“You take it so well…”

“My pretty girl…”

- Oh, uh he loves when you ride him. The way he can see everything… your thighs on either side of his hips… how your body moves while you’re on top of him…

“Gods you’re so pretty… look at you… riding me like that. You’re incredible…”

- …Secretly he wants to ask you to sit on his face but is to nervous to actually do it so he’ll stick to being a munch for now, until he gains the courage to do so