#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

[spacenintendogs]

silly hcs for riders + their dragons

whenever hiccup sketches in a notebook he has to find toothless a stick so he can scribble in the dirt with him

toothless makes biscuits like a cat when he's happy & hiccup says toothless is the best bread making viking on berk <3

astrid will sometimes play with stormfly by hiding in her blindspot in front of her nose & basically play a version of peek-a-boo, which stormfly LOVES

stormfly will chase her own tail like a silly billy & it makes astrid laugh, without fail, every single time <3

snotlout makes sure hookfang's claws & talons are properly sharpened & trimmed always!! & maybe he gives himself a matching mani-pedi!!! it's to stay healthy!!!

hookfang actually enjoys splashing in puddles when it rains & he always nudges snotlout out the door so they can go splash together <3

we know fishlegs is particular about the types of rocks he gives meatlug for her to eat, but sometimes he'll make mosaics using the rocks he has set aside and likes seeing which parts meatlug will eat first

meatlug's different snorts & snuffs are similar to a bulldog & she sounds different depending on what she wants to try & say!! fishlegs def understands her <3

despite her vocal distaste, ruffnut doesn't actually hate belch, & when tuff isn't looking she'll pass a piece of food to barf AND belch

barf likes to snake his head around ruffnut & lift her off the ground, essentially his version of cuddling & she loves it <3

tuffnut sometimes tries to have one foot on barf & one on belch, & they'll try their best to help him with his goal, but they're pretty wiggley

belch will spark when tuffnut specifically gives him rubs right where his head meets his neck, under his chin, & tuff enjoys keeping that between him & belch <3

heather has a special oil to clean windshear's metallic scales!! she even has it smell like herbs, which windshear surprisingly enjoys!!

windshear likes to run her tail up & down her spines on her back & listen to the sounds it makes. it's smth she'll only do when she's fully alone or with heather, & heather will sometimes come up with a little tune to go with <3

dagur has both shattermaster & sleuther & dagur is sooo happy they both get along. dagur jokes & says they're his sons & they're brothers

shattermaster & sleuther will curl up & nap together, & sometimes dagur will flop down on top of them & nap top <3

for eret, skullcrusher took a lot of getting used to, but he completely melted the first time he woke up & saw skullcrusher resting his giant head at the end of his bed with big eyes, begging for breakfast

skullcrusher leans on eret with his head, which means he wants eret to kneel down & bump his head onto skullcrusher's, which for eret was a sign of affection for his tribe, & it makes them both happy <3

[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

[httyd-dragons-content]

Incorrect Quotes with the gang

Snotlout: We need to distract these guys

Tuffnut: Leave it to me

Tuffnut: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.

Hiccup, Fishlegs, and Astrid: *Immediately begin arguing*

Ruffnut, watching in horror: Oh this. I like this. I like this a lot.

****

If Dragons could text:

Toothless: *Posts a super low-quality image to the group chat*

Hookfang: If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I’d have 15 cents.

Toothless: If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you.

Stormfly: Actually I did the math, Hookfang would have $225, not $0.15.

Hookfang: Fam I’m right here....

Meatlug: If I had a dollar I would buy a box of rocks :)

Toothless: while you’re there could you buy me an Salmon bag please?

Meatlug: Sorry I only have a dollar.

Toothless: :(

Stormfly: Hey I just realized my friend is right, Hookfang would have $22,500 because it's a dollar for every pixel, not a cent.

Meatlug: If I had $22,500 I would buy a box of rocks and an Salmon bag.

Stormfly: You can buy anything you want with $22,500.

Belch: Yeah and they want rocks and Salmon.

Stormfly: Salmon to what?

Barf: Directly to the forehead.

Hookfang: Great chat everyone.

****

Hiccup: I CAN'T DO IT!

Astrid, laughing: I CAN'T EITHER!

Hiccup: I CANT FUCKING DO IT ANYMORE

Snotlout: WELL I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, YOU CAN EITHER GIVE UP NOW, OR YOU CAN FIGURE IT OUT. BECAUSE WE CERTAINLY CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT YOU, AND WE KNOW YOU CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT US.

Hiccup:

Hiccup: I appreciate it,

Hiccup: BUT LOOK WHAT WE'RE DEALING WITH-

Fishlegs: Hiccup-

Hiccup: YOU GOTTA DRAW THE LINE SOMEWHERE!

Ruffnut: Hiccup we gotta-

Hiccup: YOU GOTTA DRAW A FUCKING LINE IN THE SAND. YOU GOTTA MAKE A STATEMENT.

Hiccup: YOU GOTTA LOOK INSIDE YOURSELF AND SAY 'What am I willing to put up with today?'

Hiccup, motioning to Tuffnut: NOT FUCKING THIS

[rosiethedragongeek]

Because it is officially the same month as the first day of Fall happens,,, it's OFICIALLY Halloween so here are some Fall/Halloween headcanons for the gang <3

okay it got a little long so I'm gonna put a keep reading thing so that it doesn't take up too much space lol

Snotlout is one of those people who REFUSES to admit that he is cold even when he is like, violently shivering

The twins are giving out Thorston sandwiches left and right they cannot be stopped, you WILL find yourself in the middle of a Thorston Sandwich at LEAST once or twice a week

Tuffnut knits sweaters for Chicken, Rooster, and ALL of the chicks

They all cuddle their dragons at night to stay warm <3

When they're all hanging out together, Hooky will flame up and they'll all sit close to him

They toast food on him all the time when they're hanging out like this

They go to carve pumpkins but they get SUPER competetive about it (idk if they realistically could get their hands on pumpkins and idk if they would even be exposed to that tradition but for the sake of this they can and they have lol)

They're all trying to carve pumpkins of their dragons

Hiccup gets super creative about it he calculates things, he's got a ruler, he's got a pencil to make markings beforehand, the whole deal

Fishlegs' is very artistic (he also makes a model meatlug out of like four pumpkins instead of just carving her into one)

The twins actively try to cut each other's fingers off while carving theirs

The twins try to fill hollow pumpkins with zippleback gas and use them like bombs lol

Which leads to them eating a lot of roasted pumpkins

Hiccup always has long sleeves but he is SO cold ALL the time, he gets a thicker tunic and some furs to keep warm

Snotlout makes fun of him for giving into the cold

Astrid does too but it's okay because she is ACTUALLY impervious to the cold

P sure that Fall in Berk comes with a mix of heavy rain and light snow so there's a lot of muddy slush all over

Berk is all decorated with candles and dragons cut out of colored papers and stuff

They have a bonfire in the center of the village that they light at night around this time of year

The twins insist on cooking for the gang using *fall flavors* which goes about as well as expected (there is SO much cinnamon) (once again idk if they have cinnamon on Berk or wtv but it's fun to imagine they do so they do)

The twins knit the LONGEST scarves for Barf and Belch

Fishlegs has a criminal amount of candles in his hut, and has made Meatlug SO many blankets and his hut is so cozy and warm

Fishlegs made them all scarves in their colors

Astrid still does her morning flights with Stormfly even though it's fucking cold she loves it

She's like no you guys you don't get it it keeps you alert

It's good for you

Snotlout absolutely gets sick trying to prove that he is unbothered by the cold and how he actually can swim in the ocean for an hour without getting so cold he has to come out

That's the twins' fault for sure

They honestly all probably get sick flying around in the sky and the clouds and stuff especially during storms and stuff bc despite what the movies and shows show you Berk is notoriously super wet and cold so

Fishlegs is the one to call everyone getting sick EVERY TIME

He also brings them all warm Yak milk with cinnamon at night time

[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!

[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.

[thebunnylord]

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.

[howtowhumpyourhiccup]

Just a Kid - Epilogue

@evilwriter37@firerose

Summary: A Httyd Zombie AU set in the modern world. There are dragons.

At 15, Hiccup believes his biggest struggles are teachers who won't stop hounding him for his grades, a father who doesn't quite listen to him, or how unpopular he is at school. Every regular teenager's worst nightmare, right?

But then a new and mysterious illness that's been rapidly spreading amongst the populace takes a surprising turn and the day comes Hiccup wishes his former daily struggles had been the only struggles he would have to deal with.

He is, after all, just a kid.

Warnings: /

Rating: Mature

Words: 1 698

Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon

Characters: Hiccup, Toothless, Astrid, Stormfly, Snotlout, Hookfang, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Barf and Belch, Fishlegs, Meatlug

Pairing: /

Author's Notes: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

THREE YEARS OF WORK

IT ENDS TODAY

I posted the prologue in January of 2021! I'm posting the epilogue in January of 2024!

And now on to the sequel! :)

Constructive criticism is appreciated.

Enjoy!

--XOXOX--

Standing in the middle of a classroom, Snotlout can still see where the blood of his fellow students once stained the ground. On the tiled floor amidst all the dust, the dirt and leaves, there are dried brown stains of all sizes. Smears and footprints spread the stains all over the floor. Handprints are on desks, the wall, the blackboard and the door. Time has not washed them away.

School classrooms and hallways here are just big enough for a Monstrous Nightmare to stand in with a hunch, especially with all the tables and chairs pushed to the side. This wasn’t just any room, it’s where a bunch of teenage kids were holed up together and fighting for their lives. They’d been bitten.

Hookfang sniffs around. The air is stale. The reason why Snotlout would want to come here escapes him, but he’s been standing here. Quietly, unmoving. The Nightmare has tried to prod a response out of him, but he didn’t even complain. He hasn’t said anything in minutes and the dragon wonders if his human is broken.

He doesn’t understand the significance of the space they’re in.

���This is…” A girl’s voice. Dragon and rider look towards the door to find Astrid standing there, her hair length still kept above the shoulders.

She doesn’t need to say it out loud, it’s basically the room where it all began for them. It’s where Bjorn and most of everyone else lied sick for two weeks before they turned enmasse, when they realized what they were truly dealing with and the day they were forced to leave the last connection to their old life.

Bjørk school is completely abandoned now. Mrs. Bellum, Mr. Hoover and the infected students aren’t here anymore. They moved on a long time ago to begin their endless journey in search of a warm body to feed on, until their second death inevitably comes. The silence they left behind is chilling.

Astrid walks further into the room, it’s strange to be back home, strange to be in school again. It seems like a lifetime ago. She can’t even recognize it anymore.

Her boots crush pieces of glass on the floor. There was a big summer storm in August and it’s done a number on the building. The courtyard is full of shingles and a part of the roof is gone. A number of windows have been blown out and dirt, leaves, and sometimes entire branches fill classrooms and hallways. Not to mention the months of a lack of upkeep. There’s a significant layer of dust and webs everywhere they look.

“This place has seen better days,” she remarks softly. Their school looks the way they feel after everything they’ve been through since Outbreak Day back in March.

“No kidding,” Snotlout huffs humorlessly, it’s the first thing he’s said in a good couple of minutes. He wipes at his eyes, Hookfang comes closer and sniffs him, nudging him with his snout.

“I’m fine,” he tells his dragon, who shrugs it off like his human tells him to.

Astrid’s hand lands on his shoulder and squeezes. Unlike the dragon, she knows exactly what happened here and who he lost here.

“Come on, Snotlout, let’s go find Hiccup,” she tells him and they leave the room together.

But out in the hallway, Astrid comes across a pretty sight that makes her smile and lifts her heart; a gorgeous blue Deadly Nadder. They ran into her shortly after they were forced out of Forrædersk. Like this, every one of the teenagers have somehow gotten their own best friend in dragon form.

Stormfly is her name. She squawks when Astrid meets her. Her human girl approaches and hugs her horned nose, she’s in need of one. The dragon chirps contentedly.

“Where is everyone else?” Snotlout asks as they walk down the corridor, the occasional dry leaf crunching beneath their feet.

“Last I heard, the twins are goofing off in the gym,” Astrid replies. That’s certainly where she heard a lot of shouting and laughter. Who knows what the four of them are doing there, so long as they stay safe and don’t start a fire like a couple of weeks ago, it doesn’t really matter.

“Psh, of course they are,” Snotlout shakes his head as the two move on.

-XOXOX-

Hiccup and Toothless are in a different part of the school building; they find him in their English class, where they used to be taught by the once cheery and colorful Mrs. Bellum. A familiar bookcase with famous English literature is the first thing they saw when they entered. It’s the very same one, he’s seen entering this very room for every year he had this woman for a teacher. It was strange to see it again.

At first, the Night Fury had no idea what meaning this location had to their humans, but standing inside this room, he can make an educated guess what.

In the back of the classroom, there’s a wall of pictures and they all depict different humans of about his human’s age. Astrid’s picture is among them. But the spot Hiccup stares at is blank.

Toothless nudges his shoulder, clearly having a question.

“What are you looking at?” And he’s not the only one asking. Turning around, they watch Astrid enter. She’s followed closely by Snotlout, but Hookfang and Stormfly stay outside this time. These rooms have their limit and so does Hookfang, who would like to stretch his wings soon.

Hiccup looks back in front of him, back at the blank space.

“Students of the month,” Snotlout reads, then scoffs. “My picture was never on Mrs. Bellum’s wall.”

“Maybe because you made life hard for everybody else in class?” Astrid suggests the first reason that comes to mind, hands on her hips. Her raincoat makes some noise as it moves.

“Nah, that can’t be it,” Snotlout denies it.

Their English teacher had this wall to praise certain students; those that delivered hard work, those whose grades went up, those who needed the encouragement… She could never put just one student per month.

“So what are you staring at?” Astrid repeats the question. She can’t help but notice the way Hiccup shifts his weight off his stump.

Almost half a year since his amputation, he’s still trying to get used to the prosthetic they found him. They couldn’t believe their luck when they came across one that fit him perfectly on the orthopedics floor of the hospital in Forrædersk. It was probably meant for someone.

After a couple of moments of silence, this is what he says; “I think my dad is alive.”

“How do you know?” The girl asks.

“Mrs. Bellum used to have a picture of me right here,” he points the blank space out. “But none of the others have been taken. The only one who would’ve wanted to have my picture is my dad.”

“Then that’s good! Right? You were hoping to find proof that your dad was alive, he is!” Astrid encourages him. Alvin told him a lot of things in the time he was held captive and Heather couldn’t provide any clear answers either.

“And if Hiccup’s dad is alive, maybe my parents are too! Maybe all of our parents are!” The news hypes Snotlout up.

“Yeah… Which means we missed them. By a couple of months,” Hiccup deflates and Toothless purrs, giving him a comforting headbutt. The boy scratches his chin, grateful for his attempt.

It’s not like it was his idea to crush his ankle and then lose a great deal of his leg beneath his knee. He needed a long time to recover, they haven’t been on the road all that long. And as it turns out, traveling by dragon back is a lot faster than by car. Dragons don’t have to stick to a set path. Although it takes a little bit of a change in navigation.

“Hiccup, we now know that they’re alive. This trip home wasn’t a loss,” Astrid tells him and Hiccup forces a small smile.

She’s not wrong, but he still wishes they could’ve gotten here sooner. It’s almost winter, who knows how long their parents stayed in Bjørk hoping to find their kids? Who knows how long his dad and Gobber waited for him? Waited until they had no other choice but to admit that they weren’t here? Was Stoick as disappointed in missing his son as he was? Do they believe he’s dead?

Astrid wants to take Hiccup’s shoulder, but he inhales deeply and turns around to face the three of them.

“Let’s go find the others, the sun is setting and we need to set up camp and make a fire before we lose too much light,” he decides and off they go, in search of Fishlegs, Meatlug, Ruffnut, Tuffnut and Barf and Belch.

-XOXOX-

The sun is setting and the beach is getting chillier. By now, his friends have retreated for the night, dinner must be almost ready. The only one still with him is Toothless, who lies curled up around him. He doesn’t appear to mind the sand as much as his human does and still comfortably snoozes away.

Hiccup realizes he’s done telling their story. And just in time, too, he’s run out of pages to tell it.

Ah well, a new chapter in life, a new book right?

Closing his very worn notebook, he turns to his dragon, who must’ve sensed a change as he places his head on his lap.

“What do you say, Bud? Ready to leave? Find the others?” He asks, a relaxed smile on his face. It really was a good idea to write about everything that’s happened. If anything, it helped him put his thoughts in order, give everything a place.

Toothless warbles an agreement and stands, stretching his back and each of his limbs. Hiccup pulls out a plastic bag to put his notebook in, he’s been using it to keep it safe.

The dragon helps him to his feet and they turn only to realize that they’re not as alone as they once thought. Toothless begins to growl.

Up on top of the dunes, stands a pair of brothers.

[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

[dragonmasterhiccup]

Danny nodded as she listened to Hiccup, her cries starting to die down with her wiping her eyes and sniffling consistently. She didn’t know how to respond, she wasn’t used to being listened to, anytime she showed any vulnerability she was shunned and talked down on for showing weakness. Where she grew up, shedding blood was the only way to show strength.

She looked up at Hiccup once again, her eyes red and puffy but fresh tears were no longer falling. She did indeed have a good heart, she was just scared.

There was quiet for a few moments, the only sounds were the ones of the fire cracking and the crickets chirping, but she soon spoke up, “Can I stay on Berk?” she asked. It was somewhat of a sudden question, but she really did want to stay on Berk, she had since the beginning, she just didn’t want to risk being hurt again, but it was obvious that she now trusted Hiccup, even if not 100 percent, it was still enough for her to feel safe enough to stay.

(No because I want to start a blog so bad I just have now clue how 😭, and you’re totally right, like when I tell you Danny is actually extremely unhinged once she’s fully comfortable around someone, I mean it, not like her dads level of unhinged, she just actually has zero chill whatsoever. And she does actually have a fascination for inventing! It just takes her awhile to find it)

Hiccup and Toothless stayed with her as her tears slowed. Toothless was now curled up around her, nuzzling her with his nose.

The fire was bright, the stars coming out above them, and fireflies were in the distance.

He looked back at her, a smile on his face. "Of course you can! We can start building your hut in the morning. We'll go for a walk in the village, and you can pick where it goes." He crossed his arms. "I think you're going to fit in very well here, and I think you'll like our way of life." If she was up for meeting more dragons, he knew she should meet Meatlug next, then Stormfly, and so on. But he was getting ahead of himself. One step at a time.

"You must be hungry. Shall we catch some fish?"

[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.

[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

[scoophilia]

Voices filled the Haddock home as guests filed into the large living room, drinks in hand, to circle the television. The channel was already set to a live report of New York City. Laughter intermingled with drunk chatter made louder thanks to Tuffnut hooting and hollering for the ball to drop. Astrid slinked past him, her parrot Stormfly grabbing their friend's beer. 

Tuffnut wobbled to and fro with a stupid grin on his face. He flopped against Snotlout who shoved him backwards into his sister Ruffnut's arms. Her twin squinted at her then giggled.

“Heeeeey~ R. Did...did we always h-h-have two sisters?” Tuffnut slurred.

Ruffnut pulled her arms back, letting her brother drop to the floor. Rolling her eyes, Ruffnut stepped over him walking through the crowd. She pushed her way past until she reached the host Stoick who was making idle chit chat. She reached up awkwardly, tapping his shoulder. 

Stoick half turned, mouth already open and annoyance flashing across his face. Upon seeing her, his rosy cheeks  pinched. 

“Oh Ruffnut, it's you. Thought that was your brother- why is he on the floor?” Stoick asked, gawking at the blond on the floor with Fishlegs hovering over him while his bulldog Meatlug chewed on his dreads. 

Ruffnut shrugged while casting him an innocent look.

“He fell?”

Stoick pinched the bridge of his nose as Ruffnut teetered back and forth on her heels, hands clasped behind her. Leaning to look behind him, Ruffnut glanced up at him and asked, “Soooo, uh, where's Hiccup?”

At the mention of his son's nickname, Stoick's annoyance melted away like snow. In its place a flash of concern; Stoick peered over his shoulder towards the stairs. His mouth formed a thin line which made Ruffnut suddenly stand straight. 

“Is he...not here?” Ruffnut asked in a surprisingly soft voice. 

Stoick shot her a strange look. She mentally slapped herself, clearing her throat Ruffnut waved her hand dismissively. The wheels in her brain started to spin like mad. It hit her then. 

“Pfft, that's a dumb question! Course he's here. All the comic book stores are closed right now, so he's got nowhere to be except home? Eh?” Ruffnut blurted out, tugging her braid and her eyes darting around. She shot the host a sheepish look. 

Stoick opened his mouth when a metal hand rested upon his shoulder. 

“Aye, the lad's here! Up in his room to be precise. Though don't expect him to be wantin' any company, Ruff.” Gobber said as he snatched Stoick's wine glass away, taking a swig before waving his glass around. Stoick's left eye twitched with the glass' contents sloshing around the top. A few droplets splashed against Gobber's shirt. Stoick spun away from Ruffnut then.

“Gobber, I swear if you get red wine on that new rug you'll be losing your other hand. Now give it back!” Stoick snapped while grabbing his drink.

Ruffnut snorted a little seeing two grown men argue like toddlers over wine. She looked past them towards the stairs. The guests were focused on Gobber and Stoick now. Even their friends. While all eyes were on the two older men, Ruffnut slipped away. She poked her head out into the hallway, and seeing the coast was clear she bolted towards the stairs skipping every step. Even in the dim light she found her way to Hiccup's room. 

The door was cracked open. 

She pushed it open, just enough for her to shimmy inside then went to shut the door. A soft whine ghosted against her back followed by a groan.

“Daaaad. Leave it ajar for Tooth.” Hiccup's raspy voice echoed through the room. 

“Dude, you sound like death,” Ruffnut said leaving the door cracked, she walked over to his bed. Hiccup murmured her name in surprise. She sat on the edge, and nearly jumped out of her skin at a yelp. Even in the dark, she could feel Toothless scowl at her. The lab huffed then hopped off the bed to lay in his own doggy bed. Ruffnut rolled her eyes, murmuring a curt apology. She turned her attention back onto Hiccup who pulled the covers over his head. She leaned closer to see better then sighed. Ruffnut curled her fingers around the curtain.

“Ruff, don't.”

She arched her brow.

“Uh why?”

“The light hurts my eyes...” Hiccup said weakly.

Her hand fell from the curtain.

Ruffnut crawled behind Hiccup, pulling the comforter up and over herself. Hiccup remained quiet until her arms wrapped around his waist, her thumb drawing circles over his hip bone. His hands rested against hers then pulled them apart. Ruffnut's mouth opened then slammed shut as Hiccup rolled around and buried his face into her neck. His messy air tickled her nose, his breath against her skin sent chills down her spine. It was his turn to wrap his arms around her waist, pulling her close. Ruffnut smiled, cradling him in her arms. 

She ran her fingers through his hair, and whispered, “Migraine on New Year's Eve? You have the worst luck, Hic.”

He snorted, Hiccup peppered kisses against her collarbone. 

“Hey, get to start the year with you in my arms. So not the worst luck, I say.” 

“Mhm~.” Ruffnut murmured then yelped at something cold pressed against her feet. 

She half shoved him back, her eyes finally adjusting the light to see that stupid devious grin etched across his face. Her eyes grew wide at toes drumming against her foot. She barked out a laugh while he stuck his tongue out at her. 

“Seriously, Hiccup? What are you five?” “Well I'm dating you, aren't I”

“Are you saying I'm a bad influence?”

“Maybe~”

She playfully tugged at his hair earning her a sweet honey laugh. The room suddenly shook as a huge uproar bellowed from below. Hiccup once more buried his face into her neck with a groan, hugging her tight. 

“They'll notice you're gone, Ruff.” Hiccup murmured.

She shrugged.

“Eh, I doubt it. Your dad and the others were pretty drunk by the time I left. Not like anyone would notice...” She muttered. 

Hiccup lifted his head.

“I would.”

Smiling, Ruffnut pressed a quick kiss to his nose then pressed his face into her neck again. She chewed her inner cheek for a moment. “Will it be bad, if we just missed the countdown?” She asked aloud.

Her boyfriend shrugged.

“We have next  year to join, right?” 

He grinned hearing his girlfriend chortling.

~~~

More writing this year I promise! Thank y’all who’ve been waiting and been patient. We also need more Ruffcup~