#Stormfly and Meatlug are right there

[imminent-danger-came]

Hi I’m also an avid httyd 3 hater I think this video was a pretty good summarization of most of the things that were wrong with it if you wanna check it out

https://youtube.com/watch?v=bcFMEs177i0&feature=shared

"The director wanted an end from a different story". SO FUCKING TRUE. SO REAL.

From the httyd3 art book (which I'm so happy the video references):

"In general, it's more difficult to create a female character than it is to draw a male. For a female, any incorrect line and the shape can go wrong very quickly. We had to control all the shapes while keeping her both powerful and graceful so that she didn't fall to much into the reptilian category, like a lot of dragons. We wanted to explore how the Light Fury would walk and how to make her feel like a female, so we referenced lionesses and big cats."

What misogynistic bullshit am I right.

I'm going to go ahead and also show off the hearts on the light fury's forehead because it's just abysmal (this is a normal picture of the light fury with the saturation increased):

Thanks for sending this video my way anon!

[midoristeashop]

was feeling silly goofy so I undragoned the dragons

I’ve seen some artists draw human versions of the dragon gang so naturally I wanted to join in the fun 😌

Edit: HELLO to ALL people who have reposted this or are planning to repost this (looking at you Pinterest) please don’t!! I do not appreciate my art being reposted and respectfully if you have please please take it down thank you

[lordvonbunnyv]

HTTYD Antarctica AU

I have been playing with this AU for a while, it's basically a modern HTTYD AU, but the riders are researchers for a base in antarctica. the base is called "the edge" and they bring their pets with them.

Hiccup is a technician and engineer for the base, he brought toothless with him, who I headcanon as a melanistic Norwegian forest cat. he also has his pilot's license and six different 3D printers, and a clock radio that can somehow run Doom.

I want to say that Astrid is the surveyor and radio operator of the group, she often goes out in the plane to conduct surveys of the weather and land, basically a glorified scout. she is also in charge of the base's safety. she is also Hiccup's right hand man, and I head canon stormfly to be a golden blue macaw.

Snotlout is just there to be with his friends and impress his dad. He does do maintenance work and keep log books. he does have a journal about his time at the base that he plans on publishing titled "how the toilet somehow froze over, and other stories from antarctica.". I think I want hookfang to be a Doberman maybe?

Fishlegs is the medic, he once had to perform surgery on himself after his appendix exploded. he survived the surgery, he also once allowed his nieces and nephews to come visit him and Meatlug (who is a kunekune pig) during the summer months.

Ruffnut and tuffnut are just there for the heck of it, they run their own youtube channel that documents their trip, and Tuffnut is the unofficial cook. like Snotlout, they perform odd jobs around the base. there was an incident where they ran out of food and had to wait a week before a new shipment came, all they had in the fridge were a box of lucky charms cereal, ketchup, mustard, sweet chili sauce, a few tortillas, a half eaten tin of kippers, and one of Hiccup's open can of Monster. they had to somehow make a meal out of that. Barf and Belch are a two headed green tree python.

Heather joins the group later as a way to escape her drug addict brother, Dagur. she later goes undercover on board of an illegal whaling ship run by Viggo and his crew and almost gets killed. Windshear is an african grey parrot.

of course this isn't a lord bunny AU without an OC...

Nott never met the riders before until she signs up for the trip as another medic after Fishleg's appendix went boom. she has albinism and is very light sensitive and is legally blind without her glasses that she choses not to wear for just how thick the lenses are, to her they're like two mason jar lids being held together by a wire. she is mostly active at night and is very shy and quiet and is really only seen with Fishlegs. her pet is an axolotl that glows under a black light named Marauder. basically Marauder is a modern day version of the Flightmare.

[howtodrawyourdragon]

Cherrytober 2024 Day 1

Irresistible

Summary: Set during RttE. Hiccup's ovulation happens to sync up with the dragon mating season and Toothless is tempted.

Warnings: Interspecies

Rating: Mature

Words: 951

Prompts: Scent

Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon

Characters: Hiccup, Toothless

Pairing: Toothcup

Author's Notes: Yeeeesss, October is going to be a very fun month for me! Hallowtober, Cozytober, Halloween Horror Bingo, Price and now also Cherrytober! I'm a happy, happy writer!

Enjoy!

-XOXOX-

Years of living with Hiccup and now Toothless finds a problem. They’ve been living on the Edge for a good few months now, Dagur seeks to redeem himself to his sister and find their father, Viggo is dead in the recently stabilized volcano and mating season is right around the corner. That last part, in and of itself, shouldn’t be a problem. Toothless simply has no need for it, his mind isn’t on finding himself a mate just yet. Hiccup is the only family he needs.

Or that was the case with previous years. This time, the upcoming season sends him itching for something he has never desired before and the thing is, he doesn’t even want to search for it. Whenever he thinks of the mate he wants, his mind immediately jumps to his human and just being near him is enough to scratch that itch.

So he makes no advances, nothing in their relationship changes except for one thing; Either he sleeps on Hiccup’s bed or Hiccup sleeps on his. They never talked about it, he’s not sure what it is that he did that tipped Hiccup off, one night he simply crawled up on his stone slab with him and Toothless eagerly curled up around him. Ever since then, without a word spoken, they’ve shared the same bed for days.

Then one morning, that’s when the problem rears its ugly head. Toothless is awoken before the sun even rises, not by a nightmare, not by a sound or anything Hiccup does in his sleep, but by a scent.

He’ll never admit to it, but his nose is far from as strong as Stormfly’s. Much better than a human’s, but far below a Nadder’s. Still, a new scent fills his nostrils.

Strangely enough, it’s one he’s familiar with and he knows exactly who it’s coming from. Hiccup smells this way every month for a few days before he bleeds, he has always thought it ridiculous that humans needed to deal with such an evolutionary kick to the groin.

He knows exactly what it means, has always known it, and yet it never affected him the way it does now. He never smelled it as strong either and he can only think of one reason why. Mating season is around the corner and he’s grown up enough to care.

He’s starting to itch in a very peculiar way. Opening his eyes, he quickly finds his Rider, who is still fast asleep. He lies within his forelegs, head rest on the same one his arms are wrapped around like a pillow, lower body barely facing away from his nose. All he wears is a nightshirt and some underwear. Their close proximity makes this worse.

His mouth begins to water, lying here on the stone slab is suddenly becoming very uncomfortable, especially down below. He desires something that he couldn’t possibly ask for when Hiccup is too asleep to even consider it. He’s not even certain the human can take him, which is why he was perfectly content if their bond never changed from what it currently is. He doesn’t need it to change, but mating season falling perfectly in line with Hiccup’s lunar cycle is throwing him for a loop.

The dragon fidgets, trying to return to his slumber and yet unable to lie still. The scent is so distracting, so all consuming. It fills his head with thoughts he shouldn’t have and it’s getting harder and harder to ignore.

A small part of him whispers that it’s okay to at least smell him, his body is just reacting to what comes natural to all dragons, even if his bond with Hiccup is anything but. It’s not like Meatlug and Fishlegs have this problem.

He should take a deep whiff, his scent is far from bad. It’s alluring, drawing him in, inviting him to smell and he should take his body up on its offer. To smell, of course, and nothing else. Toothless can’t help the whine that leaves him, his self-control slipping. He knows he should get up and just remove himself from this situation, but that is already beyond him. He thinks about it, but his body won’t move.

Before he realizes it, his nose is closer to its mark, the scent impossibly strong. And then suddenly, Hiccup has been rolled onto his back and his dragon’s nose is between his legs, indulging himself with the scent. Now that growing voice in his head is telling him something much, much different and he can’t help the soft, but possessive, growl. He presses his nose further into his Rider’s groin, accidentally stimulating something incredibly sensitive and a certain someone represses a strangled moan, legs trembling at the attention.

Barely removing himself, Toothless’s big eyes look over and finds Hiccup very much awake and staring at him. His arms are wrapped around his foreleg still, but they’ve squeezed him tighter and his cheeks are bright red. He didn’t think he would wake up to this, but he has and Toothless isn’t sure what he must be thinking now. A rarity.

He’s almost mortified enough to pull away, almost. That scent still draws him in.

Than Hiccup does something he wasn’t expecting; he spreads his legs apart, giving him plenty of room to work with. He’s allowing him access, giving him permission to follow that scent and that voice to wherever they want him to go. Through his osft linen nightwear, the dragon can feel his heart racing below his sternum. His own heart beats faster, too.

Barely moments later, Hiccup is removing his nightshirt and underwear. Needless to say, there might be a couple of new Night Furies in their future.

[askthedragonriders]

For everyone: what is your favourite dragon species? Even if it's not one you can train or ride, is there one you want to know more about?

I'm not sure I can pick another species as a favorite, but I can tell you which I want to know more about besides Night Furies. Sand Wraiths are a rarity but look related to Night Furies? It's odd and I hope we find more of them. The same goes for Woolly Howls. -Hiccup

An easy pick for a favorite. Deadly Nadders have the hottest fire out of all the dragons and are precise, sharp, and deadly. Stormfly also taught me how to relax and have fun. For other dragons, anything in the Sharp class, even if Stormfly is a Tracker class dragon now. -Astrid

I couldn't bear to pick any dragon other than my Meatlug. Gronckles may be slow but they're tough and pretty agile! They can fly in any direction due to the way their wings hover. They're also immune to dragon root! They're also essential for Gronckle Iron! And they spew literal lava just by eating rocks! Gronckles are amazing!! And for learning about any others?? Gosh, there's so many... all of them if the gods allow it... -Fishlegs

Need I remind you that Monstrous Nightmares are the best? Literally? They're the one Vikings fear the most. I just happen to be cool enough to ride one. Although, the idea of training a Skrill has crossed my mind. A Monstrous Nightmare and a Skrill under my belt? I'd be unstoppable. -Snotlout

Zipplebacks cause so much damage. Have you seen them spin in a flame wheel? We've tried to get Barf and Belch to do it while we're riding them but they refuse. Having the two heads is nice though, for fun and honestly for cuddles. Barf especially loves them. The gas Barf releases is a weapon on its own, too. As for another dragon? I miss Scauldy. -Ruffnut

Imagine a Changewing? They're so cool! They spit acid! It could be used to melt so many faces! Don't get me started on a Whispering Death, either! They look so creepy and gods, the amount of tunnels they could dig for you... Oh, right. Belch is super cool. Like, he basically is snapping his throat like I snap my fingers, except his throat snaps and causes fires. I need a match to do that. His is built in. -Tuffnut

[spacenintendogs]

OUGH OKAY uhm!!! @rowanthefierce

all of the gang works for valka's dragon sanctuary!! valka in my au is more like valhallarama from the books in that she's moreso absent for long periods of time & when she's there she's relatively detached but!! hiccup takes over the sanctuary (at like. age 15 but shhhh. valka & stoick still pay for everything but hiccup runs it rlly)

so from like, 15 to 17 the gang are learning abt dragons & begin education programs to help ppl understand dragons better!!! the dragon academy does become a thing!!!! after they graduate high school tho (yes this is all while they're juggling high school!!!) they all start kinda going separate ways (and obv eventually come back together full time but!!! it's uncertain for a while!!)

more under the cut bc this is gonna be LONG!!

hiccup, astrid, fishlegs, & the twins get into the same university.

snotlout doesn't, he gets denied (it's a whole Thing™️ for the gang)

however they all pursue different things

hiccup, as like, predictable as this is, pursues engineering & tries to get as many certifications as possible. he's doing AS MUCH as he can, as hands on as he can. he wants to learn to be able to help make the world a better place for toothless (and all dragons!!) once he graduates he's back at the santuary full time & helps design new parts as they expand & get bigger! also new stuff for dragon care & just!! yeah!!!

in his free time, hiccup has a motorcycle he rebuilt from the ground up, loves zipping around town, he also draws, & ofc spending as much time with toothless as he can (maybe sneaking toothless out of the sanctuary.... a lot)

fishlegs goes into environmental science with minors in plant pathology & geology!!! this also ties back into dragons & their care through their environments best suited for them as well as dealing with climate change & stuff!!!! he applies what he learns to the berk sanctuary!!! he also goes back to the academy but he also works at the berk public library part time!!

fishlegs also collects so so much music, so many records, tapes, cds, 8tracks, u name it!!! he also has a rock collection ofc!!! he also spends as much time with meatlug as possible (maybe sneaks her out)!! he also gardens!! & does yoga on saturdays with astrid!!!!

astrid gets a double major of kinesiology & nutrition!!! this is more human oriented obv HOWEVER she's constantly trying to remind everyone around her to take better care of themselves for the love of everything!!! although she still is able to apply what she learns to dragon training!! u can not move the ways dragons do but motor skills are still important as well as eating right!!!! either way, dragons gotta learn this stuff to but in their own way!! she graduates & goes back to the sanctuary & helps with that!!

astrid does axe throwing in my modern au. she goes & practices often to blow off steam. also a track & field person FOR SURE!! like, discus throwing, hammer throwing, the godt damn works!! she's a weight lifter too!! i need astrid to be buff so bad!!! also yoga with fishlegs on saturdays!! she wouldn't call it "sneaking" but she does like to take stormfly out & about :)

ruffnut is pre-med and does go into veterinary school. she stays in school the longest out of the gang which shocks EVERYONE but it's what sounded interesting & it gave her a challenge. plus working at the sanctuary, u end up caring for a lot of sick & injured dragons. fishlegs helps her BUT she becomes The Medical Expert™️ & even uses the sanctuary for her dissertation & specializes in dragon veterinary medicine!!!

as for hobbies, ruff is still a chaotic being who loves destruction & explosions. she & tuff do mythbuster type shit!! she also is very much into theater!! she sometimes participates in local theater & did a performance or two in college!! i also think she longboards!! loves sneaking barf and belch out of the sanctuary!!

tuffnut gets his degree in theatre with a minor in chemistry!! the minor was more of an accident. he took the classes bc he thought they were interesting & ended up getting enough credit for the minor!! after he graduates he works at a few local theaters part time to help with either cast or crew (he acts but also sometimes he will do costuming, stage production, etc!!) but he also goes back to the sanctuary after he graduates!!

tuff's hobbies overlap with ruff's in that they do mythbuster type shit LOL!! but also he's in a little sewing club with snotlout!! he also longboards with ruff!! AND ofc, he raises chickens on the side :) loooves getting barf and belch out of the sanctuary.

snotlout. snotlout, snotlout, snotlout. this boy's got it kinda rough. he gets denied from the university everyone else goes to & it hits him hard, so he keeps working at the sanctuary full time while going to community college & trying out classes that interest him, but he feels lost. he finds himself doing a lot of music oriented classes & just gets a two year degree in music. later he'll go on to be a high school band & choir director of all things but that's down the line :) before then while working at the sanctuary he works part time at a local biker bar (once he's old enough)

snotlout's hobbies are a bit of a mish mash. he plays guitar, has a harley davidson motorcycle (goes riding with hiccup!!), is in the sewing club with tuff (has an etsy store on the side shhh), & loves sneaking hookfang out of the sanctuary!! also loves american football & sometimes does hammer throwing with astrid.

do they all have one big mutual thing they all share & do besides sneaking their dragons out of the sanctuary? yes. yes they do. they have a long running dungeons & dragons game & they also love multiplayer video games in ANY capacity. any way to be competitive!!!!!!! minecraft, smash brothers, mariokart, marioparty, runescape, call of duty, halo, ANYTHING they can get their hands on, old and new.

[sarnai4]

Puppy Love

Some modern headcanons for the dragons as doggos.

Toothless: Black German Shepherd. I'm partial to these dogs. They're just so smart, ornery, protective, and loving. They can be extremely fierce too. If that's not T, I don't know what is.

Hookfang: Red Doberman Pinscher. Apart from the size, I think the temperament fits. These dogs tend to catch an attitude and hold grudges. That's not to say they aren't loving, but they would probably mess with their owners a lot.

Meatlug: Bulldog. This is more so for the appearance side of things because they're both short and stumpy.

Barf and Belch: Two-headed Labrador Retriever. This ties to what I have heard (I don't know if it's true) about them being goofy, fun-loving dogs.

Stormfly: German Shorthair Pointer. I think this one because of them being tracker dogs.

Sleuther: Red and brown Pitbull. The reputation is why here. Pitbulls get the bad rep of being scary and Sleuther also had that because of his fights. Deep down, they're both sweeties with the right friends like anyone else.

Windshear: Gray Saluki. Appearance again because they remind me of how Windshear is long and lanky.

If you know more about the dogs I'm less familiar with, please share!

[storm-flyer]

Ok it's time to rewatch Dragons: Riders of Berk (Or DreamWorks Dragons, as Google lies to me that it's called)

It's wild to me that there are people who've only seen the HTTYD movies and not the TV shows. Because what is HTTYD without Dagur? Without Heather?? Without Gustav??? Without that old man that causes problems that I can't remember the name of????

Anyway, episode one. God knows I have absolutely no memory of what it's about. It's been a hot minute.

"How to Start a Dragon Academy"

- well I can guess what it's about now

- oh my god that intro. I'm getting mental whiplash from how instantly I was thrown back a decade

- 'This is Berk. For generations it was viking against dragon. The battles were ferocious. Then one day, everything changed. I met toothless.'

- 'Im alive?? I'm alive!!! ... Of course I am' oh snotlout

- 'You might wanna take notes.' she's so cocky I love her

- 'Yep, dragons. Most people here would say life is better since we made peace with them. Unfortunately, dragons are still, well. Dragons.'

- 🌟Mulch and Bucket🌟

- 'Most of us here on berk are willing to take the good with the bad. But there are those who will never accept the dragons, and will do anything to drive them away.' that old man

- Fungus the sheep!

- 'Ah, here's Mildew with the complaint of the day.' maybe not the best thing to say in his earshot, gobber

- 'Those devils are not built to live among civilised men.' 'Neither are you Mildew. Why do you think we built your house so far outside of town?' gobber

- 'Toothless, stop that fight! I'll put out the sheep!' sentences hiccup never thought he'd say

- 'Wow... He could really use our help.' 'We'll get to it.' 'In a minute'

- 'So, how was your day?' 'Ah, uneventful. Hung around the plaza, you know.' 'Yeah, I do know. We saw you out there. Hard to believe you're still standing'

- 'So you do have a plan?' 'I do. Of course I do!' like father like son

- 'Actually, the dragons do seem a little nervous.' 'Thats because they're very sensitive, Meatlug especially. She lost a cousin here. We try not to talk about it.' I love fishlegs and Meatlug so much

- 'Wait, so we're going behind your fathers back?' astrid. That can't be a surprise to you. That was the whole first movie.

- 'When I want hookfang to do something, I just get right in his face and DROP THAT RIGHT NOW, YOU HEAR ME?' *hookfang grabs snotlout with his mouth* 'see, he dropped it' I can't argue with that

- 'Stormfly?' 'Hookfang?' the sheer betrayal

- 'Its gonna be weird... I got used to stormfly's face being the first thing I see every morning...' 🥺🥺

- 'Its their nature. And nature always wins.' mildew that is the single most suspicious thing you could've said

- 'Feels like big sharp teeth are tearing at this thing in my chest.' 'Thats what it feels like when your heart is breaking.' 'I don't have a heart, I'm not a girl.' deep in snotlout's repression era I see

- 'Dragons are gonna do what they're gonna do, it's their nature. We just need to learn how to use it'

- 'Im too pretty for jail' I refuse to believe berk actually has a jail. At most there is one room with a metal door.

- 'I told you we were gonna get in trouble.' I mean, you didn't actually, Astrid. In fact you were thrilled to go along with the plan

- 'Dragons can't change who they are. But who would want them too?'

Well that was great! Onwards to episode two.

[howtowhumpyourhiccup]

Price

Chapter 23 - The Tip Of The Iceberg

Summary: Set during RttE, based on the episode "Gold Rush." The entire point was for Hiccup to get Berk's Gold back. Well, he's far from his goal now.

Warnings: Pregnancy

Rating: Explicit

Dead Dove: Yes

Words: 1 005

Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon

Characters: Hiccup, Toothless, Hookfang, Snotlout, Barf & Belch, Meatlug, Stormfly

Whumpee: Hiccup

Whumper: Viggo, Ryker

Pairing: Rycup, Vigcup, Hiccstrid

Author’s Notes: Almost forgot to post this today. 😐 In my defense, today has been very busy.

Enjoy!

-XOXOX-

That was it. Just that one evening and afterwards he didn’t feel sick again. But even then, Stoick stayed by his side the entire night just to make sure. Not to difficult as both him and Gobber have set up camp at the clubhouse for the time being, which is the building nearest to Hiccup’s hut. Well, the nearest besides Astrid’s hut.

Meanwhile, Dagur has taken up residence in Snotlout’s and his sister stays with her. Their stay since joining the Dragon Riders has been long enough that there would be no point in sleeping in tents, yet likely not long enough to build them homes of their own. There was no way for them to know how long it would take for them to find Hiccup, though ten weeks certainly wasn’t ideal. They refused to take up residence in his hut, figuring he would need his space and they were right.

Hiccup didn’t do well with overbearing people before Viggo, he’s certainly not going to handle them well now and these are uncertain times.

However, when morning comes, it doesn’t mean that he doesn’t look like he has been sick. He’s still pale, there’s a trembling to him and he feels cold. But all of that lasts until the morning passed. His appetite, on the other hand, hasn’t come back at all and now he can no longer stand the smell of food. It’s a trigger, the spicier, the worse the trigger.

The Dragon Riders decide he needs a little pick-me-up and what better way to cheer his mood than dragons?

Viggo may have accomplished a lot, they doubt he managed to even scratch his love for dragons.

He still isn’t flying, Toothless has been walking around without his saddle or even his tailfin as he follows Hiccup everywhere he goes. In the rare event that they do see them, that is. And no one can quite tell if the Night Fury has tried and failed or if he’s waiting for the right moment to return him to the sky. But what Toothless can do, is to drag him out of bed, out of his hut and towards the stables. There, the other dragons seem to take over. The second he catches sight of them and they of him, Hiccup works without thinking.

“Hey guys,” he smiles and he embraces each of the dragons, who leave their human partners to surround him. If the humans got to see so little of him, they got see almost nothing of him.

Hookfang scolds him for exactly that, blowing smoke at him while Barf’s head is in his arms and Belch rubs his cheek up and down his back.

Hiccup coughs. “I know, I know, Hookfang. I’ve been really unfair to you guys.”

He says it so softly, with such a loving smile that it almost makes the him they’ve been seeing for the past two weeks and a half vanish from their minds entirely. Astrid elbows Snotlout and points with her thumb out of the stables, figuring they could give them a moment to reunite properly. As she walks out, Fishlegs, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Heather, Dagur, and Snotlout follow.

At the entrance, hand on a post, Snotlout lingers for a moment to look back. Hookfang has somehow wormed his snout back into Hiccup’s arms and he purrs. Meatlug and Stormfly impatiently wait for their turn while Toothless sits on the sidelines completely.

“I’ll make it up to you guys, I promise,” his best human friend tells his best dragon friend, who makes a noise that tells them both that he’s going to hold him to that.

Snotlout is just about to move on, smiling, when he hears something troubling.

“Hey, uh, not to make things awkward, but… You- you guys still like me, right?” Hiccup asks, Hookfang’s chin in his hands. The Nightmare looks up to him, confusion only he and the other Riders can read visible on his features.

He blows more smoke, whatever could he mean?

“Dragons, they… They don’t like me anymore,” Hiccup tries to laugh it off. He shrugs and tries to laugh, but his discomfort is painfully obvious and Snotlout can’t help but stare. What the Hel does he mean?

“An-and I’m worried that, uh, that the other Dragon Riders know more than they’re- than- than they’re letting on. But, you guys know and that- and that didn’t change the way you guys see me, right? You know everything. About them, about me, and… you know.” From his angle, with Hiccup surrounded by the dragons as they listen in closely, he can’t see him place a hand on his belly.

Snotlout certainly tries to get a closer look, eyes squinting, trying not to get noticed as he leans in closer.

Stormfly chirps, confirming that they do know something. Human scents change when something inside of them does, same as dragons.

But Hiccup continues despite her answer.

“An-an-anyway, you still know me, you know that I would never ever hurt any of you. Right?” He won’t be getting any verbal responses spoken in the human tongue, not even from Snotlout. Though he is just about to stop inside, when Meatlug nuzzles Hiccup with her big sweet head and he hugs her. Stormfly places her head on his back, cooing, and Hookfang’s chin on his head. Leaving Barf and Belch to struggle to find a part of him to cuddle, too, and Toothless to sits out of the circle, just happy to watch.

They stay like this and this moment lasts, it’s doing Hiccup some good to be surrounded by all of the first dragons he ever bonded with and feel their love, even though they can smell the things that have happened to him. He’s still theirs and the Grimborns rubbing their scent all over him and putting their baby in him hasn’t changed that.

But something inside of Snotlout changes as he walks over to the other Riders and realizes that they haven’t even begun to scrape the tip of this iceberg.

[sonicasura]

‘I have to attach a bell to these kids, I swear.’

Over the course of a few days, Dart had overheard some basic common knowledge among Berkians. The dragon riders were kids—Hiccup the semi-leader and first rider—who were the only ones so far to ride dragons. Fishlegs was a sensitive in husky boy, Astrid the serious type, Snotlout was a braggart, the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut were troublemakers.

Meatlug the Gronckle, Stormfly the Nadder, Hookfang the Monstrous Nightmare, and Barf & Belch the Hideous Zippleback were their dragons on that respective order. All six kids (technically teenagers) ran a Dragon Training Academy out of an old killing arena which was… Smart yet very mildly concerning when you thought about the implications of it.

Hiccup’s father was the Chief of the Tribe, though Dart could find no sign of a mother. Viking families seem to have that in common.

…Also, surviving falls given Snotlout crashed straight through Mildew’s roof. The old man was as crotchety and grumpy as Scrooge.

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The villagers were still angry over all their boots being taken by the Twins’ dragon. What most didn’t pay attention to was a particular Nadder sniffing at the tracks. Nor the curious black and jade(?) bangle attached to its neck.

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‘Yeah, no. This is old Zippleback smell on new tracks… Would they even have something similar to those fake hoof shoes bootleggers wore all the way now?’

Deadly Nadders apparently had an excellent sense of smell as Courtdanger was proving to have a very good nose. Dart had deliberated on various sharp-based names until they saw a Nadder being enamored by its own reflection. Then, one of the trouble twins spooked it causing a bunch of spines to be shot at them.

Courting danger made too much sense this Courtdanger. Approach at your own risk. It took an entire hour to get used to having what was essentially horse vision as there was a direct blind spot right in front of their eyes. Dart quickly figured out that Deadly Nadder also move their heads similar to how a Parrot does. Lot of side eyes saved them from bumping into something or another… Anyway, tracking.

Hideous Zipplebacks don’t really have a distinct smell surprisingly. But, the species do have a unique one due to the smoke they constantly produce. There was the smell of Viking in the tracks making them think those were fake.

Plus, the fact all the shoes were taken was too methodical for a dragon that fights its own heads. Barf and Belch were lovable idiots.

Still a bit clueless.

—ROB’d Anon.

We know Gobber’s very reluctant to bathe. Plus, it’s a bit tough to pick out scents when Dart has little experience with this. They’ll work their way to Mildew’s house in a small while.

…Stormfly noticed the quite striking dark blue and yellow Nadder sniffing about the place. The jeweled(?) collar was beautiful. Maybe Astrid has some things she can wear?

Considering all the shit Mildew did in the show that I remember, he would blame the dragons on petty shit like this. Poor Dart just can't get away from people who hate different species/xenophobic with an intense passion.

[dragonmasterhiccup]

Biting her lip in thought, she was about to protest. But… maybe he did need her there. Maybe, instead of hurting something or someone, she could actually help. “Fine, I’ll come with. I’ll just be like, backup or something…”

“All sounds good to me,” she said, smiling.

Danny scoffed, rolling her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest and shifted her weight onto one leg. “Okay, Snotlout, for once can you just shut your mouth and listen? I think you’re capable of that, yeah?”

Nodding, she went over to Meatlug— though technically, she wasn’t named that yet— and carefully placed a hand on her snout, gently scratching her. “I can do that, for sure.”

After everybody was mounted onto their dragons, Danny turned to Hiccup. “We can learn how to fly on the way there, because we don’t have much time.”

"Thanks, Danny. We're gonna need it."

Looking around, he saw that Danny was right. Every second counted.

He sat on Stormfly, Astrid behind him. "Danny, hop on with us. I'm sure she can carry all three. When we get there, I'll be going to Toothless anyways."

"Okay everyone. Hold on tight!"

With that, Stormfly shot into the air, followed by the other dragons, the Viking teens screaming from the quick velocity.

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"They already drew her out..."

The Red Death was chasing after Gobber and his father, both of them trying to distract it from the horde of Viking warriors.

The Monstrous Nightmare hit it with a blast of flame, and the teens circled the massive dragon.

"Fishlegs! Break it down!"

He stuttered a little, but quickly rattled off the dragons statistics that he could easily spot. "Large nose, small eyes. Relies on hearing and smell!"

"Great. Snotlout, Fishlegs, find it's weak spot. Ruff, Tuff, see if she has a shot limit, make her angry!"

The twins sat straight up, excited at their orders.

"I'll be back as soon as I can!" He served Stormfly towards the water, where Toothless was chained to one of the ships, all of which were on fire.

Hearing the Night Fury's roar, they circled towards the source, and Hiccup maneuvered so Astrid could scoot forward as he hopped off the still flying dragon.

Landing in front of Toothless, he called out, "Go help the others!"

Astrid nodded. "Hang on, Danny! We're going in!"

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Toothless was free, and while Hiccup had almost lost consciousness underwater, his resolve hadn't changed.

The brief conversation between him and his dad gave him the final burst of courage as he and Toothless shot into the sky, towards the Red Death.

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They got back just in time to catch Astrid as she fell, having been knocked from Stormfly's back.

The set her on the ground and continued flying towards the large dragon.

The others did their best, but Fishlegs and the Gronckle crash landed, and Snotlout had been thrown from the Monstrous Nightmare. The twins were nowhere to be seen.

"That thing has wings! Let's see if she can use them!"

Toothless dove down towards the dragon queen, shooting it with such a strong plasma blast it knocked her onto her side with a painful roar.

She stretched her wings, and was now in the air, pursuing Hiccup and Toothless.

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They were up in the clouds now, the only proof that they weren't dead was the flash of their silhouettes every time Toothless shot a plasma blast.

The dragon became so angry that she spewed fire everywhere, catching Toothless' prosthetic on fire.

"Okay time's up! Let's see if this works..."

Taunting the dragon, they circled around her head for a moment before diving back towards the ground.

They waited, holding out until she charged up a blast. "Now!"

Toothless turned, shooting a plasma blast straight down her throat.

She started burning up from the inside, crashing headfirst onto the rocky beach in a fiery explosion.

Toothless stretched his wings to slow their descent, but the Red Deaths tail came too fast for them to react.

It collided with Hiccup, knocking him off of Toothless....the Viking teen plummeting limply into the residual dragon fire.

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When the smoke cleared, Astrid could see Toothless laying on his side, unsure if the dragon was alive or knocked out. Hiccup was nowhere to be seen.

"No, he couldn't be..."

The Berkians all fell to a somber silence, holding their breath in hope that it wasn't the worst.

[the-redhead-haddock]

Chapter 6: Revenge Served Cold, With a Side of Lightning

Rating: Mature

Fandoms: DreamWorks Dragons (Cartoon)How to Train Your Dragon (Movies)

Relationships: Viggo Grimborn/Original Female Character(s) Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III/Astrid Hofferson

Additional Tags: Dragons: Race to the Edge, Slow RomanceDrama & Romance, Fluff and Smut, Slow Burn, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Hurt/Comfort, Enemies to Lovers

Summary:

Being a big sister to Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III is not something for the faint hearted... Especially when your little brother drags you into his gang of dragon riders and enlists you for an adventure. New dragons, old and new enemies, new emotions, it can all be overwhelming, unless you're a healer and your family is Haddock, then it's your everyday life. However, there is room for something completely new in all of this. After all, everyone deserves to be loved. Right?

Chapter 6: Revenge Served Cold, With a Side of Lightning

The wind whipped through Eira's hair as she clung to Astrid’s dragon, Stormfly, her mind racing with frustration and worry. Hiccup, as brilliant as he was, could sometimes be the most stubborn, especially when it came to plans that had already worked once. Eira knew this situation was different. The Skrill was not just any dragon, and it wasn’t simply going to fall into the same trap again. It was a highly intelligent, fiercely vengeful creature, and the fact that it had attacked Berk directly, specifically targeting Stoick’s house, unnerved her more than she wanted to admit.

Astrid sensed her tension and glanced back, her expression serious but determined. "I know Hiccup can be reckless sometimes," she said, raising her voice over the wind. "But he’s never failed before. We’ll back him up."

Eira nodded, but she couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling twisting in her gut. “This time feels different, Astrid. The Skrill isn’t just another dragon—it’s after Hiccup, after Toothless. It’s smart, and I don’t think it’ll fall for the same trick twice.”

Astrid set her jaw, her eyes scanning the darkening clouds ahead where the storm was brewing. “Then we’ll make sure it doesn’t come to that. Whatever happens, we’ve got each other’s backs.”

Eira appreciated her friend’s confidence, but something about the Skrill’s behavior unsettled her deeply. Ever since the initial attack on the Outcasts’ Island, she’d felt a growing sense of dread. The scorch marks had been unmistakable, the damage widespread—but there had been something almost personal in the way the Skrill had gone after Hiccup’s home.

Stormfly dipped, swooping down toward the rest of the dragon riders as they neared the island where they had once trapped the Skrill. Toothless and Hiccup were already a distant speck on the horizon, pushing ahead of the group, as usual. Eira ground her teeth, frustrated that her brother had once again chosen to go it alone. She loved Hiccup dearly, but sometimes his confidence in his own plans made him forget that the rest of them were just as capable of coming up with solutions. When they landed on a high bluff overlooking the island’s craggy terrain, Eira dismounted and immediately began surveying the area. The air was thick with the smell of ozone, the storm now rolling in, casting the skies in deep, brooding hues of gray and black. Flashes of lightning illuminated the distant storm clouds, and she could already feel the electricity in the air—a sign that the Skrill was close.

The other riders quickly set to work. Astrid, Fishlegs, and the twins coordinated with their dragons to prepare the trap, reinforcing the same crevasse they had used before. Meatlug helped shift rocks into place, while Barf and Belch wriggled in excitement, clearly enjoying the challenge. Even Snotlout, for once, took the situation seriously as he directed Hookfang to scout the skies for any sign of the Skrill.

Eira, meanwhile, kept her eyes locked on the horizon. “If this doesn’t work…” she muttered to herself, biting her lip. She wasn’t sure she could handle watching her little brother be outwitted by a dragon that seemed dead-set on revenge. The Skrill had learned from their first encounter, and if it knew Hiccup and Toothless were the ones responsible for trapping it the first time, it wouldn’t be as easy to trick. Fishlegs approached her, his brow furrowed with concern. “Do you really think the Skrill is here for revenge, Eira? I mean, dragons don’t usually hold grudges, do they?” Eira nodded grimly, her gaze never leaving the storm clouds.

“Most dragons don’t, but the Skrill is different. It’s fiercely territorial and vindictive. It’s not just attacking randomly—it’s looking for Hiccup and Toothless specifically. That dragon wants payback.”

Fishlegs paled at her words. “Then we really need to make sure Hiccup’s plan works.”

Eira’s heart sank as she watched the storm creep closer, dark tendrils of cloud reaching out like fingers of a vengeful god. “I just hope we’re ready if it doesn’t.”

The sound of distant thunder echoed across the sea, followed by a flash of lightning that illuminated the island in a stark, eerie light. Moments later, a deafening roar cut through the air—the unmistakable battle cry of the Skrill. Eira’s heart leaped into her throat. She spun around just in time to see a dark, menacing shape dive out of the storm, crackling with electrical energy. The Skrill shot through the air, its body a blur of speed and fury, heading straight for the crevasse.

“There it is!” Astrid shouted, mounting Stormfly. “It’s going for the trap!”

“Let’s hope Hiccup’s plan works,” Eira muttered under her breath, running to Astrid’s dragon. But just as the Skrill neared the crevasse, it swerved, banking hard to the left and avoiding the trap entirely. Eira’s stomach dropped as she realized the Skrill had anticipated the move. It wasn’t going to be fooled again.

“It’s too smart!” she shouted to the others. “It’s not falling for it!” The Skrill roared again, this time turning sharply and heading directly toward Hiccup and Toothless, who had been circling the storm in an attempt to lure it closer.

“Hiccup, watch out!” Astrid called, her voice tight with fear. But Hiccup, too focused on the plan, was already diving toward the crevasse, trying to lure the Skrill into the trap. Eira’s heart pounded in her chest as she watched the scene unfold in what felt like slow motion. The Skrill fired a bolt of lightning just as Toothless unleashed his plasma blast. The two attacks collided in mid-air, creating a massive explosion that sent shockwaves rippling through the air.

The force of the blast knocked Hiccup and Toothless off course, sending them spiraling toward the ground. Eira’s breath caught in her throat as she watched her brother plummet. Without thinking, she jumped back onto Stormfly, her heart racing as they swooped toward Hiccup’s falling form. Just as they neared the ground, Snotlout’s, appeared from below, catching Hiccup and Toothless in mid-fall and carrying them to safety. Eira let out a sigh of relief, but the tension remained in her chest. The Skrill was still out there, circling above, crackling with energy and fury. They landed, and Hiccup immediately scrambled over to Toothless, checking him for injuries.

Eira, meanwhile, took a deep breath and did a quick scan of the village, making sure no one else was hurt. Only then did she allow herself to breathe again. The explosion had been fierce, but it seemed everyone had been lucky this time.

“Well, that could have gone better,” Hiccup muttered, wiping soot from his face as he approached Eira. She shot him an exasperated look.

“What did I tell you, Hiccup? The Skrill is smarter than you think. It’s not going to fall for the same trick twice.”

Hiccup sighed, rubbing his temples. “Yeah, I guess I underestimated it. But we can still trap it. We just need to be more careful.”

Eira shook her head, frustration bubbling to the surface. “No, Hiccup. We need to *stop* thinking we can outsmart it with the same old tricks. This dragon is after you. It’s personal. You can’t just trap it like it’s some wild animal. We need a new plan.”

Hiccup opened his mouth to respond, but Eira cut him off, her voice firm.

“I know you’re trying to protect everyone, but you’re not invincible. And neither is Toothless. If we don’t come up with a better way to deal with this Skrill, someone’s going to get seriously hurt.”

Hiccup glanced at his sister, his expression softening as her words sank in. He knew she was right. They couldn’t keep relying on old strategies against a dragon that clearly had a personal vendetta against them.

“Alright,” he said finally, his voice resigned but determined. “We’ll come up with something new. Together.”

Eira nodded, feeling a bit of the tension leave her shoulders. “Good. Because the next time that Skrill comes after us, we’re going to be ready.”

As the storm raged on in the distance, the dragon riders regrouped, their minds already working on a new plan. They knew the Skrill would come back—and when it did, they would be waiting. This time, they would be smarter, faster, and stronger. Because on Dragon’s Edge, they were more than just riders—they were a family. And no dragon, no matter how vengeful, was going to tear that apart. Eira stormed out of the clubhouse, her mind buzzing with a mixture of fury and worry. How could Hiccup have let the Skrill fall into the hands of the Dragon Hunters? The Skrill wasn’t just dangerous—it was vengeful, intelligent, and powerful. She could already imagine what horrors Viggo and Ryker would unleash with such a weapon in their arsenal. Her boots pounded against the dirt path as she headed toward her hut.

The familiar weight of her sword hung across her chest, the scabbard steady against her back. The storm in her mind swirled faster than the one brewing on the horizon. She shoved open the door to her hut and started preparing for what she knew would be a dangerous mission. She needed supplies—everything she could think of to help a dragon that might be injured or worse. She grabbed the bag with her healing kits, bandages, and herbs, throwing in a few extra vials of ointment for burns. With the Skrill’s tendency for lightning attacks, burns were a distinct possibility.

Eira cinched the strap of her belt tightly around her waist, steeling herself for what was to come. In her gut, she knew this mission was going to be one of the hardest yet. Not because of the danger, though that was ever-present, but because it meant going against the Dragon Hunters once again. And this time, they held all the cards. She wasn’t going to let them win. Not this time. Not with a dragon’s life on the line.

Just as she finished packing, the door to her hut burst open. Hiccup stood there, his eyes wide with a mixture of frustration and concern. Behind him, Astrid, Fishlegs, and the twins hovered, looking uncertain but ready for whatever was to come.

"Eira, wait," Hiccup started, his voice rising with urgency. "I know you're angry—"

"Angry?" Eira shot back, her voice like ice as she shoved another vial of medicine into her bag. "Hiccup, I’m beyond angry. You let the Skrill get captured. One of the most dangerous dragons in the Archipelago is now in the hands of people who want to weaponize it!"

Hiccup held his hands up defensively, taking a deep breath. "I know, I messed up. But we can fix this. I already have a plan—"

"Plans don’t mean anything if you don't think them through, Hiccup!" Eira snapped, glaring at him. "This isn’t just some wild dragon. The Skrill is dangerous. You can’t just improvise when dragons like that are involved!" Hiccup opened his mouth to reply, but Astrid stepped forward, her voice calm but firm.

"Eira, we all know it’s a bad situation, but getting mad won’t help us get the Skrill back." Eira’s eyes flicked to Astrid, and she took a slow breath, her jaw clenched. She knew Astrid was right, but her frustration boiled too hot to let go easily. After a moment, she exhaled sharply, shaking her head.

"Fine. But I’m going after it, and I’m not sitting around while you come up with a half-baked plan." Hiccup stepped forward, his voice quieter but more resolute.

"I’ve already got an idea. We’ll track the hunters back to wherever they’re holding the Skrill. We know their patterns—they’ll take it to their base. If we can get in, free the Skrill, and make it look like we never showed up—"

"That’s your brilliant plan? Sneak in and hope they don’t notice we’re there?" Eira’s tone was biting. "We’re dealing with Viggo Grimborn, Hiccup. He’s smarter than Ryker, and he’s not going to leave the Skrill unguarded."

Hiccup’s eyes flashed with determination, though a hint of frustration broke through. "Then we’ll be smarter. I know it won’t be easy, but we’ve faced worse." Eira shot him a skeptical look, but before she could say more, Fishlegs chimed in. "Uh, guys, we don’t have a lot of time. If the Skrill is at Viggo’s base, who knows what they’re doing to it right now." Astrid nodded, stepping toward Eira.

"We all go together. We can’t risk anyone going off alone—especially not against Viggo." Eira’s gaze softened slightly as she looked at Astrid, then back to her brother. She knew they were right, but it didn’t make her any less angry.

"Fine," she said finally, her voice low. "But we do this quickly, and we don’t take any unnecessary risks. We get the Skrill, we get out, and we don’t let Viggo or his hunters lay a finger on us."

Hiccup nodded, relief flashing across his face. "Agreed."

Without another word, Eira slung her bag over her shoulder and marched out of her hut. The rest of the gang mounted their dragons and soon joined her. As they soared into the sky, leaving Dragon’s Edge behind, Eira couldn’t shake the growing unease in her chest. The storm clouds ahead loomed large, both literally and figuratively, and she knew they were flying headlong into danger. But she wouldn’t let the hunters win. Not today. Not ever.

The wind howled around them as they flew, the dark clouds above swirling with electric energy, almost like a warning from the gods. This time, they weren’t just fighting for themselves—they were fighting for the life of a dragon that had already been through too much. As they approached the area where they suspected the Skrill was being held, the tension in the air thickened. Below, the jagged cliffs of the island rose out of the sea, and sure enough, the unmistakable shape of a Dragon Hunter ship sat anchored in the bay.

Eira’s eyes narrowed as they circled above. "We don’t have much time," she said, her voice tense but focused. "If they’re not already using the Skrill, they will be soon."

Hiccup flew beside her on Toothless, scanning the scene. "We’ll go in quietly. Fishlegs and the twins, you handle the perimeter. Astrid, Snotlout, and I will take the front. Eira, you’re with me. We’ll find the Skrill and figure out how to get it out of there."

"Let’s move," Eira said, her mind laser-focused on the task. There was no room for error—not when the Dragon Hunters had the upper hand. The riders descended, their dragons gliding low as they approached the camp.

The Dragon Hunters were busy loading supplies onto their ship, likely preparing for transport. Eira’s heart raced as she spotted a large metal cage near the back of the camp, where the unmistakable crackle of electricity flickered within. The Skrill.

"We need to move fast," Hiccup said, his eyes scanning the camp. "Stay sharp." They dismounted and crept toward the cage, staying low and out of sight. Eira’s heart pounded as they got closer, her mind racing with plans for how they could free the Skrill without drawing too much attention. But just as they reached the cage, a voice rang out from the other side of the camp.

"Intruders! Dragon Riders!" Eira’s stomach dropped as the Dragon Hunters turned, weapons drawn. The element of surprise was gone.

"Looks like we’re doing this the hard way," Hiccup muttered, drawing his sword. Eira unsheathed her blade, her eyes narrowing as the hunters advanced.

"Let’s make it quick," she growled. "We’ve got a dragon to save." The tension in the air was thick as the dragon riders hovered near the Skrill’s cage. Eira moved cautiously, her hand steady as she pulled back the heavy fabric covering the bars.

The Skrill shifted in the water, its glowing eyes tracking her every move, but to her surprise, it didn’t react with aggression. "I know, I know," Eira whispered, her voice soft and soothing. "You can’t use your lightning while you’re in the water. But don’t worry, we’re here to help."

To her astonishment, the dragon allowed her to touch it, its usually volatile nature subdued. For a moment, she felt a flicker of connection between them—an unspoken understanding that this dragon, like her, was trapped by forces outside of its control. She reached for the cage's lock, determined to free it, when a familiar voice cut through the moment like a blade.

“Told you they’d come back for my Skrill.” Eira froze, her heart sinking as Dagur’s voice carried across the beach. Turning, she saw him emerge from the trees with Ryker and a group of Dragon Hunters in tow. Their bows were drawn, arrows aimed directly at her and the Skrill. “How could you, Eira?” Dagur sneered, stepping closer, his grin full of malice. “We’ve barely had time to get reacquainted.”

Eira narrowed her eyes at him, standing her ground. "This dragon will never be yours, Dagur," she said firmly, gripping the hilt of her sword. She wanted to fight—wanted to take them all down then and there—but the hunters’ arrows left her little choice. She couldn’t risk making a move, not yet. Before she could act, Hiccup and Toothless shot out from the sky, Toothless unleashing a blast of plasma that sent the hunters scrambling for cover.

The Skrill, sensing its chance, slammed against the bars of the cage, using the charged lightning in its body to force its way out. With a crackling surge of energy, the dragon managed to break free—but as it launched itself into the air, its tail got stuck in the cage.

“Now!” Ryker barked, drawing his bow and firing a specially crafted arrow straight at the dragon.

But at the last second, Eira stepped in front of the shot, the arrow piercing her shoulder with a sickening thud. Pain shot through her body, and she collapsed to her knees, her vision blurring as warm blood soaked into the sand beneath her. For a moment, the world around her seemed to slow, the sounds of the battle muffled.

She vaguely registered the panicked shouts of her friends, but all she could focus on was the searing pain radiating from her shoulder. The Skrill, finally free of the cage, let out an enraged roar, its scales crackling with lightning as it attacked the hunters, forcing them into a panicked retreat. Ryker and Dagur barely managed to escape the onslaught, retreating back into the forest. Everything after that became a blur. Astrid and Fishlegs rushed to her side, pulling out the arrow and working quickly to stop the bleeding. Eira clenched her teeth as Fishlegs carefully stitched the wound, every jab of the needle sending waves of pain through her body.

“Easy, Eira,” Astrid said softly, wrapping a clean bandage around the wound. “You’re going to be okay.” Eira nodded weakly, though she wasn’t sure if she believed it. The pain was excruciating, and her entire arm felt like it was on fire. When they were finally ready to move, Astrid helped Eira onto Toothless behind Hiccup, and they flew to the island where they planned to trap the Skrill once more. But the entire flight there, a growing sense of unease settled in Eira’s chest. Trapping the Skrill again… it didn’t feel right. The dragon wasn’t evil. It was just angry, scared, and hurt—just like any creature that had been wronged. As they landed on the island, Snotlout grinned, clearly pleased with the plan.

"Alright, let’s drop him back in the crevasse and seal it up for good." But Eira couldn’t stay silent any longer. She jumped off Toothless, wincing at the sharp pain in her shoulder, and faced the group.

“Wait!” she called out, her voice stronger than she felt. “We can’t do this.” Snotlout looked at her in disbelief.

"Sure we can. We drop him in, and then—boom—we seal it closed," he said, clearly proud of his idea. Eira shook her head.

"No, what I mean is… we *shouldn’t* do this." Astrid furrowed her brow, glancing between Eira and the Skrill, who was still trapped in the net.

"Eira, the Skrill hunted Hiccup and Toothless. It wanted to kill them."

“But it didn’t,” Eira said firmly. “It saved us. It risked its own life to escape those hunters. If we trap it again, we’re no better than they are.” She took a step toward the Skrill, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword. “This dragon doesn’t deserve to be imprisoned. Not again.”

The others hesitated, uncertainty flickering across their faces as Eira approached the Skrill, her hand slowly reaching out to touch its muzzle. The dragon tensed at first, lightning sparking across its scales, but as her hand made contact, the electricity faded, and the Skrill let out a low, rumbling breath. Eira smiled softly, stroking the dragon’s neck.

“It’s okay, little guy. You’re safe now.” Behind her, Hiccup watched in awe, a small smile tugging at his lips.

“Looks like Eira found a new dragon,” he said, shaking his head in disbelief. Snotlout groaned, throwing his hands up in frustration.

“You’ve got to be kidding me! We can’t bring a Skrill back to Dragon’s Edge!” Eira chuckled softly, turning to Snotlout.

“I think *Stormripper* is a she,” she corrected. “The males are bigger, with darker scales.” Snotlout scowled. “Great! You even named her? Am I the only one thinking here? Hiccup, back me up!”

But Hiccup merely smiled, shaking his head. “I think if Stormripper wants to come with us, we should let her.” And with that, the decision was made.

Eira climbed onto Stormripper’s back, and for the first time in what felt like forever, she took to the skies once again. As they soared higher, her heart swelled with joy, the wind whipping through her hair as they flew through the clouds. Tears pricked at her eyes, but they were tears of relief—tears of freedom. She hadn’t just found a new dragon today. She had found a part of herself she thought she had lost. The other riders followed close behind, content in the peaceful silence as they flew back to Dragon’s Edge.

For now, everything was as it should be. They had won this battle, and together—with Stormripper by her side—Eira knew they would face whatever challenges came next.

It had been only a few days since Stormripper had joined them at Dragon's Edge, and the gang was still adjusting to the presence of the female Skrill. To everyone's surprise, Stormripper had allowed herself to be trained by Eira almost effortlessly. Unlike the volatile and aggressive nature typically associated with Skrills, Stormripper displayed a calm, almost regal demeanor when she was around Eira. The two of them moved with a certain graceful synchronicity that made them seem inseparable. However, there was one problem: Stormripper wouldn’t let anyone but Eira come near her. The first few attempts to approach the dragon had been… rough. Even Astrid, who had experience with temperamental dragons, was met with a hiss and a sharp display of electricity when she tried to approach Stormripper.

“Whoa, easy girl…” Astrid had muttered, stepping back cautiously as Stormripper's scales crackled with dangerous energy. The dragon’s eyes had narrowed, tracking every movement of the rider as though preparing to attack at the slightest provocation. Snotlout had been even less lucky.

"She just needs to see who’s boss!" Snotlout had boasted, striding confidently up to Stormripper one afternoon. "Dragons love me—" His words had been cut short when Stormripper let out a deafening roar, her wings spreading wide as a warning. Her body surged with crackling lightning, and Snotlout had stumbled backward, nearly falling over himself in his haste to escape the dragon’s wrath. “Okay, okay! I get it!” Snotlout had yelped, throwing his hands up in surrender. “You’re the boss, girl. I’m just gonna… go over there.”

The others had laughed it off at first, thinking Stormripper just needed time to adjust. But after repeated failed attempts to get close to the dragon, it became clear that this wasn’t a phase. Stormripper only allowed Eira near her, and to everyone else, she was a fiercely territorial creature. Eira, of course, had found the entire situation amusing.

“She’s just protective,” Eira had said one evening, standing next to Stormripper, who was resting peacefully by her side. The Skrill’s eyes were half-closed as Eira stroked her neck. “You’ll have to earn her trust.”

“Earn her trust?” Snotlout scoffed, still nursing his wounded pride after his earlier attempt. “She tried to electrocute me, Eira. Trust isn’t exactly on the table right now.”

Fishlegs, always the more analytical of the group, had been intrigued by Stormripper’s behavior.

“It’s strange,” he had remarked, his eyes studying the Skrill from a safe distance. “Skrills are notoriously aggressive and territorial, especially around strangers. The fact that she lets you, and only you, near her is fascinating.”

Later that evening, after dinner, the gang had gathered in the clubhouse to check what the Dragon Eye had to say about Skrills. Fishlegs carefully set the device in the middle of the table, its lens shimmering faintly in the firelight as they all leaned in.

“Alright, let’s see what we can find,” Fishlegs said as he adjusted the lens, scanning through the various dragon species until he landed on the symbol for Skrills. The Dragon Eye flickered, displaying an image of a Skrill in flight, its body arcing through a storm cloud as it absorbed the power of a lightning strike. The accompanying text confirmed much of what they already knew: Skrills were aggressive, highly territorial dragons with a strong affinity for storms and lightning. They were notoriously difficult to train, and their vindictive nature made them dangerous opponents if provoked.

“Vindictive, aggressive, territorial…” Hiccup read aloud, frowning slightly. “Doesn’t really fit Stormripper, does it?”

“Not around Eira, anyway,” Astrid pointed out. “She’s calm when she’s with you. It’s like… I don’t know, she’s completely different.”

Eira, who had been leaning against the wall, arms crossed, smiled slightly. “Maybe she just knows I saved her.”

Fishlegs nodded thoughtfully. “That could be it. Dragons aren’t just animals—they’re intelligent, and they form bonds. Stormripper might have recognized what you did for her and respects you because of it. That’s probably why she won’t let anyone else near her.”

“It makes sense,” Hiccup agreed, glancing at Eira. “You did take an arrow for her, after all.”

Eira rolled her eyes. “I’m not saying she owes me or anything. I just think we… understand each other. She was trapped, hunted, and scared. I freed her. It’s not that complicated.”

Snotlout, who had been sitting with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face, snorted. “Yeah, well, I still think it’s weird. All the other dragons get along fine with each other. Why’s she gotta be so stuck-up?”

Eira chuckled, glancing over at Stormripper, who was lounging just outside the clubhouse, her eyes glowing faintly in the dark. “She’s not stuck-up, Snotlout. She’s just careful. Skrills aren’t like other dragons. They’re not as… social.” Fishlegs flipped through more of the Dragon Eye’s information on Skrills. “The Dragon Eye mentions that Skrills form very few bonds in their lifetime. They’re solitary by nature, but when they do bond with someone, it’s for life. That could explain why she’s so protective of you, Eira.”

“Great,” Snotlout muttered, “so she’s got her lifelong best friend and the rest of us just get zapped.”

Astrid smirked. “Well, you did try to tell her you were the boss.”

“Yeah, and now we know who the real boss is,” Tuffnut added with a grin. “Stormripper.”

Eira couldn’t help but laugh at that. There was something undeniably fierce and proud about the Skrill, and yet, in her presence, the dragon was calm, almost serene. They shared something deeper than just a bond of rider and dragon; it was as though they moved in sync, their very auras aligned. As the evening wore on, the gang continued to discuss their theories and observations about Skrills, but one thing was clear: Eira had earned Stormripper’s respect, and for now, she was the only one who could truly understand the dragon.

When the meeting broke up, Hiccup lingered behind as the others filtered out of the clubhouse. He approached Eira, who was still looking at the Dragon Eye’s image of the Skrill.

“You’ve really got a way with her, you know,” Hiccup said, his voice quiet. Eira shrugged, but there was a warmth in her eyes.

“I just did what anyone would do.”

“No,” Hiccup corrected softly, “you did more than that. You saved her when she needed it most. That’s why she trusts you.” Eira smiled at her little brother, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword.

“Maybe. But it’s more than just trust. We’re alike, she and I. We don’t belong to anyone but ourselves.” Hiccup nodded, understanding what she meant.

“Just be careful with her. Skrills are powerful, and… well, unpredictable.”

“I know,” Eira replied, her gaze drifting out toward Stormripper, who was waiting patiently for her outside. “But she’s not just any Skrill, Hiccup. She’s mine.”

As Eira stepped outside to join her dragon, the night air was filled with the soft hum of electricity, and for a moment, it felt as though the sky itself bowed to the quiet strength that radiated from both of them. Stormripper let out a low, rumbling sound as Eira approached, and with one graceful movement, she climbed onto the dragon’s back. Together, they soared into the night sky, leaving the worries of the day behind. The gang watched them go, each of them in awe of the connection between rider and dragon. Eira and Stormripper were a force to be reckoned with, and though no one could come near the Skrill, they all knew one thing for sure—there was no bond stronger than the one Eira had forged with her dragon.

[beebooca]

I watched HTTYD ThW once again and I want to share my thoughts and critique points

The stuff I liked:

Toothless getting a love interest actually made me very happy!

I can’t even tell you how excited I was that we got the blue eyed white fury, when I was a wee litle kid I wanted that so bad

HICCSTRID WEDDING!!!

HICCSTRID KIDDOS!!

Ruff and Fishlegs getting together is actually so sweet

Eret being a bigger part in this and delivering some important information to our main characters

Tuffnuts beard plot was actually very funny and in character for him

The Night Lights are adorable and I love them dearly

My critique points:

starting at the very beginning, why is Berk so overcrowded? What about the rest of the island? What about surrounding islands? What about dragon island? Are those just... not there? why is every dragon living right in the village?

Why is Snotlout hitting on Valka... please... it made me so uncomfortable the entire movie.

Just... Snotlout... he is so out of character the entire time. The only thing in character he did was cry when the dragons left and cry at the Hiccstrid wedding. The writers just wanted a plotline of Hiccup being bullied, but couldn’t think of another way to do it.

We know that grimmel set up the trap on Berk and left the light fury there  to meet Toothless, but... why exactly did she stay? She could have just left? It’s not like she knew there was another fury here, she could have just flown back to the hidden world

I didn’t want to address it but the Light Fury design makes me so mad. Yeah, she’s pretty, but she was modeled after human beauty standards. Soft, glittery, smooth... meanwhile other female dragons, like Meatlug or Stormfly, don’t show a difference between male and female.

The Light Fury design just looks out of place in a world where something like a Singetail or Quaken exists. It’s not the typical HTTYD style that I know and love.

talking about design choices, why is every female character, especially Valka, suddenly wearing make up?? In HTTYD 2 Valka looked amazing, like the feral, middle aged dragon lady she was. In this one she looks like a 20 year old, now signs of aging at all except for the grey strands.

I’m also not sure about Toothless design for this movie, but he at least still looks like a night fury his age

Toothless would never leave Hiccup for a girl? Like?? What??

Why is Toothless behaving so weirdly? the producers said it’s because of domestication but like, Stormfly is also domesticated in that sense and she knows how to do her mating dance, she doesn’t behave like a fool around a potential mate.

Grimmel is made out to be this crazy, dangerous foe, the Night Fury killer. But yet I felt like he wasn’t actually such a threat? Drago for example was intimidating because, not only was he insane, he was responsible for Stoick’s death and had forced a dragon the size of a mountain into submission. Grimmel is just some dude that drugs dragons for obedience.

There is no way that grimmel actually killed all Night Furies, like, come on. What are the odds.

Why is Ruffnut this way in this movie?? The whole plotpoint of her being left behind is just so bizarre.

First off, it has been mentioned and explained multiple times throughout the franchise that a two headed dragon needs two riders.

Second, did Barf just not care?? That his rider was missing?? And how did Tuff not notice either?

Third, I’m sad to say this, but if there is one rider that this could have potentially worked on, it was Snotlout. We’ve seen many times in the franchise that he can fall off of Hookfang without Hooky noticing. It’s still far fetched, but it’s the most likely out of all of them.

Ruffnut would be way too smart to not look back and check if she was followed. We’ve seen her be smart many many times. She refused to tell on her friends at any time. She would have looked back and made sure that she wouldn’t be followed.

I call bs on the dragons having to leave. They always insisted on the fact that they will always protect the dragons and fight for and with them and now they’re just tossing all that out the window?

Sure, Grimmel was a threat. But like... The events of the movie took maybe a week. RTTE in comparison was over the span of a year or two. The war with Viggo, Ryker, Krogan and Johann was so much bigger than what happened here, but yet this is what makes Hiccup decide to send off the dragons?

Hiccup... honey... Toothless is permanently disabled... you can’t set him free just like that, his tail needs maintanence or it will inevitably break and leave him for dead...

In Conclusion:

Standing alone, it’s a great movie! But within the franchise, between other movies, shorts, shows books and comics, it’s just so out of character and incredibly weak compared to the rest.

That was it for now, I might add onto this list in the future

[ablatheringblatherskite]

trick or treat! 👻

HELLO!!!! HAPPY HALLOWEEEEN MY FRIEND!!!

For you I have something very special!! Everything I've written so far for my unannounced (until now), never-shared-publicly-before, HTTYD RTTE fic!

(Important note: this is VERY unedited, and my writing style might change randomly because I wrote these years apart LOL. I do intend to finish it at some point, but I have no idea when it'll be done, so I might as well let you see what I've written so far now!):

...

The twins were wrestling furiously. 

Which would have been normal, except they didn’t simply seem to be playing, or just annoyed with each other. In fact, they actually seemed really angry with each other.

“Did I miss something?” Snotlout asked in bewilderment as Astrid hurried forward to pull them apart.

“No!” Ruffnut protested, wrestling herself free from Astrid’s grip. “You can’t stop us! Not now!”

“Let her go!” Tuffnut cried dramatically. 

“What were you two fighting about this time?” Fishlegs asked quizzically. “Another boar pit?” 

“No,” Tuffnut said, shoving Astrid away from his sister. He began to attempt to hit her over the head with his fists. “We’re running an experiment.”

“What... kind of experiment?” 

“You know how Hiccup always gives the bad guys these really inspirational speeches?” Ruffnut asked, proceeding to shove Tuffnut away from her. “Well, we’re trying to see if we can get him to do one for us.”

Snotlout snorted. “What? That’s it? That’s ridiculous.”

Fishlegs chuckled. “Actually, that’s an interesting experiment.”

Astrid rolled her eyes, but it was obvious she was amused as well. “Just don’t burn down the place while you’re at it.”

“Ooh, that’s a good idea, actually,” Tuffnut remarked. He winced as Ruffnut slapped him across the face. “We should try that.”

“Nah, that’d only make him lecture us.”

“True.”

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“Don’t you think it would be better to do it when Hiccup is actually here, though?” Fishlegs asked. “So, you know, he can actually see it?”

“Oh.” Tuffnut stopped his pounding. “I guess that’s reasonable—ow!”

“Sorry,” Ruffnut said, not really sounding it. She frowned. “Where is Hiccup, anyway? I haven’t heard from him the whole morning.”

“It’s still morning,” Fishlegs mumbled.

“He’s out on patrol.” Astrid got back onto Stormfly. “Anyway, good luck on your experiment.”

“I doubt he’ll do it,” Snotlout scoffed. “More likely he’ll just end up scolding you two for fighting so much.”

“I dunno,” Fishlegs said, walking past him to get to Meatlug. “If the twins do it right, they might just succeed.”

“Yeah, okay.” Snotlout crossed his arms disbelievingly across his chest as Astrid and Fishlegs flew away. 

...

When Hiccup arrived at the clubhouse, he was surprised to find everyone was there.

“Were you waiting for me?” Hiccup asked in bewilderment, as he sat at one of the stools. 

“Nah,” Snotlout quickly said, yawning and placing his hands behind his head. “‘Just bored.”

Hiccup frowned at him in suspicion but didn’t say anything else. All was rather quiet as Hiccup pulled out a notebook and began to scribble in it. 

Suddenly, screaming erupted on the other side out of the room, and Hiccup nearly fell off his chair in surprise. He looked to find Tuffnut and Ruffnut, wrestling furiously with each other. They were screaming and kicking, and even trying to bite at each other as they rolled around on the floor. Toothless jumped out of the way.

“What the—'' Hiccup breathed, getting up and staring at them. He didn’t see Fishlegs and Astrid exchanging looks, or Snotlout hiding his laugh. 

“What is going on with you two??” Hiccup asked, coming forward. The twins said nothing and continued to roar at each other, pounding and clawing crazily. 

“Astrid, can you help me please?” Hiccup asked, turning to her. She merely shrugged and said, “What can we do? Might as well just let them fight it out.”

“Astrid,” Hiccup growled through gritted teeth. 

“She’s right, you know,” Fishlegs interjected, shrugging. “Whatever the issue the twins have we can’t really come between, can we?”

“I guess?” Hiccup glanced at the twins again. Fishlegs quickly elbowed Snotlout, who gave him a look, then loudly said, “I mean, they’re siblings after all. What do you expect?”

“Well, I was under the impression that siblings don’t fight as brutally as this.” He gestured emphatically in their direction, then looked at them again. 

The twins kept right on fighting. Hiccup sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Okay,” he sighed. “Come on, Toothless. Let’s go somewhere quieter.” They both headed out, then flew off towards their house. 

Once he was gone, Snotlout snickered. “Well, that was a bust.”

The twins lay panting on the ground. “How did that not work?” Tuffnut cried, sitting up. “That was one of the worst fights we’ve ever had!”

“Was it the worst, or was it the best?” Ruffnut mused. Tuffnut put his and under his chin and hummed. “Hmm. Good question.”

“I think we need to make a bigger deal out of your whole ‘issue’,” Fishlegs said thoughtfully. “Maybe we were too nonchalant.”

“Come again?” Snotlout asked.

“Yeah, maybe Fishlegs is right.” Astrid got to her feet and peered outside, to make sure that Hiccup wasn’t listening. “Maybe you need to be more verbal than physical.”

“What do you mean?” Tuffnut asked curiously. 

“Well, I think one reason he only thought of breaking up the fight instead of trying to convince you to stop fighting was because he couldn’t really tell why you were fighting all of a sudden.” She smiled mischievously at them. 

“She’s right!” Fishlegs exclaimed. “If they fought verbally, maybe Hiccup would be more inclined to talk them out of it. After all, if he had tried to intervene with the twins’s physical fight at all, he’d probably have had Toothless break them up.”

“But what are we supposed to fight about?” Ruffnut questioned. 

“What do you two always fight about?” Snotlout asked. “You could just use one of those things”

“Macey?” Tuffnut suggested, rubbing his hand against his chin. 

“Since when have we ever fought over Macey???”

...

Anddddd THAT'S IT SO FAR LOL. I hope you enjoyed that!!! :DDD Hopefully I'll actually finish it soon LOLLL

[twiafom]

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(the note to use a translator will disappear so as not to be tedious, instead I will leave a symbol at the end so you know who I am)

I'm making notes and entering images (I'm quite a visual person for work) about what I want in the milanote app. I hadn't thought about the httyd guys lol. I love each one of them, I have some notes about rapunzel, hiccup and jack (merida is still in progress)

"el fuego le da contraste con jack pero luego el viento es una conexión"

¡YO TAMBIÉN PENSÉ ESO! Me parece muy lindo el contraste del fuego con los poderes de Jack, también pensé en el viento pero luego lo cambié y le di el viento a Mérida (ahora que lo pienso, su canción se llama "Touch the Sky")

"and everyone has read otnwas"

of course, it's one of the many fanfics I read in a couple of days when I returned to the fandom (I'm very in love with him haha)

"Me he encariñado mucho con una asociación de truenos y relámpagos para ella"

yo también, como "Stormfly" Siento que si ella fuera un dios, tendría a Strombreaker bajo su mando.

"los gemelos: ¡poderes de ilusión! algo casi clásicamente mágico al respecto"

eso es muy de ellos, siento que lo usarían para hacer demasiadas travesuras y tener a Stoick al borde de un ataque de nervios. Probablemente lo usarían en (demasiadas) bromas con Snotlout. Probablemente se inclinarían mucho ante Loki, siento que son gemelos Weasley jaja.

"Snotlout: dispara también porque creo que sería interesante para él tener un poder similar al de Hiccup que lo lleve a tener una rivalidad unilateral"

su padre probablemente lo presionaría mucho y cuando se enterara de Hiccup tiene el mismo poder le exigiria aun mas para ser mejor, seria un arco interesante y estoy pensando en Snotlout teniendo odio y rivalidad por hipo creyendo que es su culpa que su padre solo le exige mas y mas , algo así como "el enano de la aldea no puede ser mejor que tú" y cosas así, mientras que Hipo solo tiene un desprecio por sí mismo

"Fishlegs: something stone and earth related for the gronckle and meatlug connection, probably earth manipulation! It would also be cool if he were able to work together with hiccup and snotlout to be able to create lava by combining their powers"

Estoy totalmente de acuerdo, siento que cuando tiene miedo, inconscientemente pone paredes de tierra bastante fuertes frente a él para protegerse de los ataques y siento que podría moldear metales para hacerlos más fuertes o más livianos para una mayor agilidad.

"and you totally aren't a bother" cheers up my depressed heart <3

"let me know if there was something else you were thinking of too"

I have several doubts yet to be clarified, it makes me happy that this is not a bother for you haha.

—🥀🦋

haha no worries good to see you 🥀🦋!

if you're a visual thinker you might like the notion app, there are a lot of great templates for writing and making notes and moodboards! i'm currently using it for my original writing and it's great to have all of my notes and images compiled

very good point wind also works for merida! i haven't seen her movie in ages tbh i should give it a rewatch (maybe a big four marathon or something?)

LMAO you know what i didn't even think of stormfly but there you go it all comes together 🙏

HAHA yeah i think mischief twins somehow feels like a common thing in fiction? don't know why that is but i'm not complaining. they definitely would prank everyone, and i can see just as much damage happening from their pranks going wrong as opposed to right 😂

yeah exactly i thought a lot of it would stem from spitelout comparing them! and definitely hiccup would have a lot of self consciousness with that as a new aspect of "look how capable everyone else is, snotlout is so much better with his power" and the like until he gains more self confidence

oh totally putting up walls around himself is a great point! it's a literal manifestation of him trying hide himself because of insecurity and self consciousness. and shaping metal as well, he could definitely help hiccup and gobber in the forge with smithing!

not a bother at all i'm happy to answer asks and you have really interesting thoughts and observations!

[melissa-titanium]

AUTISM ACTIVATED i must talk about this .

i feel like ive seen a lot of hatred towards the light fury herself. when i feel like the issue is just... the entirety of the 3rd film rather than the light fury. the existence of the lf isnt the issue its the creators and how they made her.

the concept of a cave dwelling reverse night fury species is spectacular . her design MOSTLY makes sense for her habitat i feel... lack of pigmentation, soft skin, etc.. but. a big part of why i dislike the third film is because of how they went about creating her.

maybe im looking far too deep into this but it feels like there was genuine care and thought put into her concept designs much moreso than what was actually decided upon. its just so unfortunate because the light fury herself isnt the issue. its the fact that she was created for the purpose of milking a series long past its prime.

the concept of a feminine night fury subspecies is totally cool and okay, it just frustrates me so so much that it feels so far from the initial energy of the first movie ? we see astrid, stormfly, meatlug, in the second movie we have valka. and it just feel s lik e . ? the light fury was created for the sole purpose of existing as a mate for toothless. quite literally no soul in what she ended up being. all we know about her outside of her being Toothlesses Girlfriend is that she was captured by grim whatever the fuck and thats about it ??? she was given absolutely no personality, no reason to have been created outside of EXISTING FOR TOOTHLESS. it's literally tragic how dirty they did her.

TL;DR prev ur right as fuck thank you for tagging this