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titisorriso · 2 years ago

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Chapter 8/ The Steel Island (Wild Skies AU)

So, things weren't going well.

The south was officially at war with Berk. The north was also trying to get a piece of that viking action, claiming there were "precious metals" in the arquipelago. Razorwhips were disappearing sporadically, and the Wing Maidens were blaming it on Berk. Heather had finally gotten fed up with Hiccup and allied herself with Dagur to strike the dragon hunters more violently. Alvin was losing control of his turf, the Outcasts aching for a fight, and to top it all off, Valka was also considering joining Dagur in this crusade.

To sum it up, the arquipelago was at war, and Hiccup had a broken heart. Sure, one of those was infinitely more important than the other, but still, he was not really in the "Let's be kind to each other!" mood. He was done with diplomacy, but he was also done fighting, and this tangle of strings that he found himself in felt hopeless.

Blind dragons, huge dragons, green ooze, machinery and metallurgy he had never seen before, the dragon hunters getting bolder; everything felt like a puzzle with no final piece.

He threw his pencil on the table, stretching against his chair with an annoyed grunt. He stole a look at Toothless.

- ... You wouldn't happen to have an eye-opening, crucial bit of information, would you?

The dragon looked at him confused, misunderstanding the attention as an invitation to play. Quickly, the dragon pounced his friend, licking his face as the man laughed and pushed the beast away.

- Okay, okay! I get it! Not the political sort! Here, catch!

He took off his leg, throwing it towards the outside, the dragon flying out the open door.

Hiccup sat himself again. A smile still lingering on his lips until he looked at a necklace on the wall. The betrothal necklace almost taunted him.

A sigh echoed the empty, peaceful cabin. Astrid was all that occupied his mind. He, the silent protector, the dragon rescuer, a guy that unified so many islands and tribes, now reduced to a babbling mess that couldn't even convince a girl that he loves her.

He got up, leaning against his chair. Staring around his hut, trying to clear his mind, only to be reminded that this place was infested with memories of her as well.

The bed, the beam she punched, the displaced floorboards that once hid her axe, the fish waiting to be cooked, the sound of her feet pacing the cabin while regaining her strength.

Flustered, his entire body reacted to the embarrassment of longing for someone that utterly rejected him; but he couldn't help it. She was gorgeous, exciting, fierce and smart. She was the perfect viking, more of a viking than he ever even thought of being, and that came back to the root of the problem.

Astrid killed dragons. She killed one just three days ago right where he could see. Sure, he was spying on her, but it was still jarring, gut-wrenching.

Toothless came back, Hiccup's leg slobbered and a bit chewed, but still usable.

- Awn, bud, c'mon!... It's so nasty...

Toothless growled in joy, doing his unique, and a bit concerning, laugh. Snapping his leg back into place, he started petting the dragon, who affectionally hugged him.

- You know, bud, Astrid doesn't seem to have a problem with you anymore. She didn't even acknowledge you.

Hiccup remembered their first "meeting". Her blatant fear and distrust of the beast, the side-eyes and murderous glances, but all of that was before she found out who he was. That seemed to be ages ago, a time where Hiccup's sole worry was if Astrid's wounds were healing well.

A nudge from Toothless snapped him out of it.

- It's alright. I'm not going into my "no eat, no sleep" phase again. Don't worry about me.

Reminiscing on the past reminded him of the dragon hunters that day. The flames, all the screaming, the unusual timing on their appearance. It was a huge coincidence, the same moment Hiccup was moving a herd of Terrible Terrors down east, a Berk scouting ship appeared and started shooting towards an unfamiliar vessel, flying no colors on their sails. Hiccup remembered the ballista made of complete steel, the fully armored and trained soldiers that seemed resistant to the dragon's fire. They scared him, a lot of them getting too close for comfort, some actually managing to hit Toothless.

- Never saw them again...

Hiccup stared at his friend:

- How possible is it that they were the only ones, and we'll never see them again? Is it too much wishful thinking?

Toothless growled.

- Yeah, that's a given.

He started the process of saddling up his friend, preparing a bag for a relatively long trip. If those hunters were going west when they ran in with the Hooligans, then that's where he needed to go.

The sea was never-ending. In multiple moments, Hiccup had traveled this way, looking for something interesting, but relenting apparently way too soon. Instead of turning back once he reached a particularly desert island, he continued towards the horizon.

- Hey, since you can fly, at least we won't fall off the world, huh?

The beast answered by spinning on the air in excitement. Both relishing in the opportunity to fly just like old times. Once they reached the edge of the familiar place, Hiccup started counting the seconds, mentally marking the distance as they kept on route.

It didn't take long for something weird to happen.

They watched as the blue ocean slowly turned a sickly green, a smell that they could only describe as burnt rotted flesh making them flinch. Hiccup put his helmet and mask on, the stench quickly turning unbearable.

- Are you alright with this, bud?

The dragon replied shortly, as if saying "i'm okay". That made the rider feel comfortable in speeding up. The clouds, once white, turned grey, and then took a similar green to the water. Even through his mask, the rider felt his eyes water with the smell.

- Dear Thor, i haven't smelled something so awful since Dagur's spit roast.

Toothless whined, Hiccup petting his side as he reassured:

- Don't worry, bud. We'll just see the source of this and then leave.

Hiccup noticed the waters were vile enough that nothing could be seen moving inside them. He wondered if the creatures that were once here would be able to find a new home, or if there even was a possibility that they escaped this rot.

- Who did this?

He whispered to himself. This was exactly like the green ooze back in Broken Helm Island, but in way bigger quantity and more viscous than anything.

- Get closer to the water, bud. I want to take a sample home.

He pulled a small glass vial from his bag, quickly getting what he needed and pulling Toothless away from the water immediately. Some of it had gotten on his gloved fingers, he observed as, like acid, the fabric was eaten and then stopped.

Several dragons appeared in his mind as he observed the reaction, but the obvious one took the main stage. This was a Sliquifier's acid. But how? How did it get so spread? How many would it take to infect the whole ocean? Could it be only floating on the surface? But what about the clouds?

As if to answer all his questions, Toothless groaned, snapping him out of his investigative state.

There was the source.

It was like a vision of Helheim. The green mist and clouds erupting from the metal construction on the middle of the island, holes of fire and explosions burst inside of it as metal houses spread all around its shore. A metal wall, with fire erupting from the main beams kept the "village" isolated. On the water, packs and packs of ships sailing purple colors were slowly boarded and equipped with guns.

- Eir's sweet embrace, what is that?...

Toothless stared, his eyes going thin as he sensed danger. The rider was about to ask what was wrong, when from the water, a huge mouth flew towards them. Hiccup startled, opening Toothless's tail fin too wide and almost falling inside the beast, but quickly fixing his mistake as he took one of his personal "dragon knocking" concoctions from his bag and threw it down the beast's throat. The rider instructed his friend to fly up, but as soon as Toothless smelled the inside of those toxic clouds, the dragon started shaking and flailing around. The unknown dragon disappeared inside the waves once more, Hiccup assuming his potion worked, but too busy to celebrate.

Toothless roared and flailed, Hiccup’s keen sense of direction and control being the one thing keeping them in the air.

- GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF, BUD!!

The dragon turned his stomach towards the sky, Hiccup only not falling thanks to the security leash chained to the saddle. The rider heard the characteristic high-pitched noise, and soon, Toothless shot towards the sky.

The clouds ignited in flames, the explosion hitting Toothless in the stomach and burning his tail fin, the shock throwing him towards the water and taking Hiccup with him, the man trapped beneath the beast.

They hit the water.

Instantly, Hiccup felt his clothes getting eaten by the liquid, the parts of his skin that were exposed turning red. The rider forced his eyes closed; he could deal with rashes if this truly was a Sliquifier's toxin, but becoming blind wasn't on his bucket list. Toothless's weight still dragged him down, the man unable to find the leash that kept him chained on since the panic clouded his senses. The toxins were really starting to sting as they found ways inside his armor.

Was this it? This is how he was going to die? If this was it, he deserved it.

So many people he left behind, so many friends he turned away, so much help refused, it was obvious this would one day happen. The only thing that weighed in his mind was that he took Toothless down too. The last of the Night Furies would die and it would be his fault. He was careless, he should have turned back as soon as the water looked weird. He should have let this go and just let everyone fight each other, at least then Toothless wouldn't have to die.

He should have let Astrid tell everyone... But why did it always have to be Astrid?

Why did he always need to have someone doing what was truly difficult for him? Why would he ask that of her when she already had so much on her plate?

"Because i don't want her to forget me." His own wavering heart answered.

His mind was blurry, the darkness behind his closed eyes scared him. He felt Toothless start reacting and moving, thinking the dragon was okay, that he would fly away, and they would be fine.

The net that caught them pulled them up, a hard, scaley floor hitting Hiccup as he felt the dirty air hit against his face, taking a deep breath and snapping his eyes open as he forcefully pulled off the mask and helm. He coughed with the deep breath of the toxic air without the mask; noticing his leash had finally snapped, and that Toothless laid beside him, passed out, but breathing. Relieved, he touched a hand to his friend's back.

- Well, that's a unique catch!

Hiccup recognized that voice, turning to assess the full situation.

They were in the back of a titan wing Sliquifier, the gold hue of his scales and the glowing wings giving it away. In front of him, stood Johann, the man he saw getting kicked out of Berk, the leader of the dragon hunters of the south. He was unable to hide his scowl as Johann smiled triumphant.

- The lost heir of Berk, standing helpless and at my mercy. I wonder what i did to receive such gift!... I'm kidding, this wasn't a gift! I planned this very carefully and you fell for it!

The dragon hunter approached Hiccup, who tried to jump forward, only to notice his body was now frozen. Johann kicked the man in the chest, the rider falling limp against Toothless as he breathed rapidly and panicked.

- Did you like my creation? A little Flightmare's toxin mixed with Sliquifier's acid... It lasts twice as long and hurts thrice as much. Oh, what am i saying, you can't answer me!

Hiccup let out a weak grunt, the burning of his skin making his panic heighten. Johann did not care, living in his own, twisted world, he kept his little victory gloat going, signaling to two other dragon hunters to tie Hiccup and Toothless up, one of them removing the rider's metal leg.

- Now, now, i would love to regale you with my tale of greatness all day until the poison runs out, but the plan is not quite finished yet. Afterall, you pesky brat, you are merely bait.

Hiccup knew what he was talking about, Astrid's name popping in loud letters in his fuzzy brain, he couldn't let it happen.

- So, Hiccup Haddock... This is the moment you go to sleep.

A strong hit against his head, and everything went dark.

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Okay, so while i was editing i realized that this chapter was REALLY long, so i decided to shorten it by putting this part separetely and making it a cliffhanger. Hope you enjoyed!

#Wild Skies AU #wild!hiccup #wild!astrid #httyd #how to train your dragon #fanfic #fanart

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toothbrushfingers · 2 years ago

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Hi bestie can we,,, have some Åse and Snotlout fun facts? As a little treat?🥺

oh of course! (i should note that in this au snotlout and hiccup are NOT cousins… that would be kinda awkward)

first off of course: they’ve known eachother most their lives, but never got along much. they’re very different. sun and moon different.

as teens snotlout would flirt with Åse and Astrid both, relentlessly. Åse could never tell if he was being genuine or not so she would usually just ignore him.

when they first started… getting close… they kept it pretty much to themselves. despite this, everyone could tell something was going on.

hiccup and heather were the first to realize what exactly was going on. heather didn’t do or say anything, but hiccup started putting the two on missions together. we love a supportive cuz.

tuff was the first to see them kiss. he then told ruff despite åse and snotlout chasing him down. ruff then told fishlegs who actually kept the secret pretty well. for about 2 days… one day at the breakfast table he let something slip and astrid spit her drink across the table.

snotlout’s immediate reaction to that ^ was literally “surpriiiiise”

Astrid loves to tease Åse about picking Snotlout of all people, or jokingly thank her, but she is actually really happy for them.

Åse keeps Snotlout from doing and saying stupid offensive stuff. Whether it’s a “Lout behave” or “Hey- uh uh”. It’s kind of like having a naughty kid or dog at times.

Snotlout sometimes goes with Åse to visit her mother (who lives on another island). He’s super sweet to her mom, but her mom is not his biggest fan.

Åse and Spitelout despise eachother, constantly getting under eachother’s skin. Åse once broke Spitlelout’s nose because he smacked her during an argument. This was one of the few times Snotlout actually yelled at his father.

Åse is the only person who regularly sees Snotlout emotional or vulnerable. He hates feeling weak but she’s patient and doesn’t judge.

Åse is taller than Snotlout by a couple inches.

Åse’s betrothal gift to Snotlout was a necklace with a golden Hookfang on it. Snotlout wears it at all times. It was the only gift he’s gotten that made him cry.

Snotlout’s betrothal gift to Åse was a golden dagger he had Hiccup make. He wanted her to have something to protect herself aside from a bow. They’ve gotten into their fair share of scrapes and he worries.

Åse is usually the more shy and quite one, but at Dagur and Mala’s wedding, she forced Snotlout to dance with her.

Åse puts little braids in Snotlout’s hair, similar to how Astrid does for Hiccup.

Åse is trying to teach Snotlout Gaelic, so he can impress her mother. He has no clue what he’s doing.

Snotlout does the cooking. Åse can’t cook…

Snotlout sings Tove to sleep sometimes; Åse taught him some lullabies from her childhood and vice versa.

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dragonmasterhiccup · 21 days ago

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“Oh… I’m sorry for asking…” She honestly didn’t know what else to say to that; of course she guessed it, but actually having her suspicions confirmed was different.

She was silent for a few moments before eventually replying, “You, you guys don’t have to tell me this stuff if you don’t want to… I really shouldn’t be asking about this, that’s my fault…”

“You should try cooking again!” she said, unaware of Astrid’s true cooking ‘skills.’

———

The second that knock came to the door, Danny tensed up again, going quiet and staying even closer to Hiccup.

“Y-yeah, m’ ready… can you stay by me?” she asked, looking up at Hiccup.

(Sorry this is so short!)

"It's alright," Hiccup reassured her. "You were curious, no harm done."

Astrid grinned. "You know what? I will! I'll cook us all dinner tonight!"

Hiccup almost choked on his water. "Oh, uh, Astrid you-- you really don't have to..."

"Nonsense! Why do you get to have all the fun?"

"O-okay, then..."

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Wrapping his free arm around her shoulder, he nodded. "You got it. Let's go together, hey?"

As they walked around the corner, they found Astrid and Valka chatting happily.

Seeing them approach, Valka turned to face them, smiling brightly.

Zephyr, in Hiccup's arm, clapped, happy to see Valka.

The older woman over, grinning. "Hello there, Zephyr! Wonderful to see you, as always!"

"Hey mom."

"Hiccup! Yes, I didn't forget you, son. Good to see you!"

Lowering herself on one knee, she stayed in place as she spoke, "Hello, lass! You must be Danny. I'm Valka, Hiccup's mother, Zephyr's grandmother. It's a pleasure to meet you, sweetheart."

Astrid had filled her in, but she didn't quite believe it until she saw it, but sure enough, that was the Danielle she knew and loved... just...younger, smaller, and very timid.

Valka kept her distance, thinking it'd be best to not rush towards her.

#asks #threads #tallestgrace #(((all good!!)))

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ashleybenlove · 2 years ago

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“Toothless growled at the ship, but then made to turn back. Hiccup had wanted to take it on right now, but saw the sense in Toothless’ decision.” Smart dragon!!!

“Hiccup’s mouth almost watered at the smell of Ruffnut’s cooking. The only dish she’d really gone wrong with was the sea bass that time they’d tried going on a little vacation and had ended up fighting their mind-controlled dragons instead.” I love this.

“The last time they’d dealt with a single ship, that ship had been absolutely rife with the Scourge of Odin, and Astrid had been the one to get sick--of course she was nervous.” Oof. Very valid of her.

“He was shoving ham into his mouth, but then letting some fall out when he realized it was too hot. It was coming right off the pan.” I love this so much. Food needs to be a certain temperature. Warm but not searing hot.

I’m glad they’re gonna eat first. Good.

I said Snotlout. Astrid is fine but we gotta do something different sometimes.

HTTYD Choose Your Own Adventure - Part 2

Toothless growled at the ship, but then made to turn back. Hiccup had wanted to take it on right now, but saw the sense in Toothless’ decision. It didn’t look like the ship was heading towards the Edge, which was good, but Hiccup had to interrupt that hunting trip. If that’s what it was.

“Back to base it is then,” Hiccup said, letting Toothless steer him and take the lead.

They flew fast, the wind whipping at Hiccup’s hair, stinging in his eyes. At least with the wind, he was beginning to dry off a little.

Hiccup’s stomach rumbled a little as they flew. He’d been looking forward to a proper breakfast with his friends, but apparently that would have to wait.

He and Toothless landed in front of the clubhouse, and Hiccup was quick to dismount despite the soreness in his stump this morning.

They found the Dragon Riders inside, preparing breakfast, some of them eating while it cooked. Hiccup’s mouth almost watered at the smell of Ruffnut’s cooking. The only dish she’d really gone wrong with was the sea bass that time they’d tried going on a little vacation and had ended up fighting their mind-controlled dragons instead.

“Hey, Hiccup!” Fishlegs greeted him. He was helping Ruffnut cook. “We were wondering where you were.”

“Yeah,” Snotlout agreed. “And why are you all wet?”

“I was practicing a move with Toothless,” Hiccup answered quickly. “But while we were out there we spotted a ship.”

“Just a single ship?” Astrid asked suspiciously, clearly anxious. The last time they’d dealt with a single ship, that ship had been absolutely rife with the Scourge of Odin, and Astrid had been the one to get sick--of course she was nervous.

“Yeah, it’s weird.” Hiccup was agreeing with her unspoken words, because yes, it was weird. Why a single ship? The Dragon Hunters usually traveled in fleets, especially with the way the Dragon Riders kept attacking them. “Anyone want to come with me to check it out?”

“But breakfast,” Tuffnut said with some disappointment. He was shoving ham into his mouth, but then letting some fall out when he realized it was too hot. It was coming right off the pan.

“Maybe we should eat first,” Astrid agreed. “Hard to do a mission on an empty stomach.”

Hiccup sighed. “Fine, fine. But I’m taking one of you with me after.”

He went and sat, and reluctantly took the plate that was handed to him. Eat first, mission with a friend after.

#how to train your dragon #Race to the Edge #Hiccup and the Gang #hiccup #astrid #fishlegs #snotlout #ruffnut #tuffnut #toothless #hiccup and toothless #otp: we can do this. you and me. as one.#fanfic #polls

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one-strugling-bean · 2 years ago

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Random thoughts on HTTYD RttE S4 (Ep8-13)

Ep8 - Shattermaster, the best dragon, is back!!

I'm guessing by the end of the episode she's going with Dagur - I feel a little bad for it, but I never really expected Heather to stay

"Ruff and I are the best booby-trap sniffers that have ever sniffed a booby-" Ruff glares at him "... trap"

The twins are fun

Dagur is being too pushy about this, but I guess it's a bit understandable - still, I feel for Heather, the girl is torn in two

Aw, c'mon Dagur, let the kids kiss!

Btw, are Heather and Fishlegs even offically dating? We never got a conclusion to that

You go, Fishlegs! Show them all what you can do!

That biatch really is just asking for Ryker to betray him. Assuming he's too intelligent to make such an easy to see mistake, I wonder what are his plans there

Fishlegs... I feel bad for him, but we all knew this was going to happen eventually

Meanwhile, Shattermaster is showing how amazing he is

Byebye Heather!! Until we meet again, probably by tge end of the season

Ep9 - Nerds will be nerds

Snotlout is just jealous, admit it

"Oh, here it comes, another Hicclegs love fest" I think I once read somewhere that Snotlout was the one to come up with the Hiccstrid ship name. Guess he's moving on to Fishlegs and Hiccup now

"I have no idea, but Hicclegs just got veeery interesting." I stand justified

It seems Hiccup's peace-making attitude is starting to rub off on Astrid

:000 Fishlegs looks superb with those shoulder thingys

Pfff, poor Snotlout

Problems in paradise for Fishlegs and Hiccup it seems

Astrid and Throk are gonna get cooked at this rate

Never thought I'd ever see Toothless willingly putting Snotlout on his back

Also, I just cannot understand how Toothless's flying mechanisms work - how does Snotlout simply being on top of him make a difference? I thought he had to be guided and stuff, and Hiccup would be the only one that knew how to do it

A yay for the little red dragons for saving the day

Throk's gonna die?!

Ah no, forget it, big old Eruptdon saved the day, yayy

Snotlout has the heart of a shipper inside

Ep10 - To be fair to the twins, their twintuition has helped the Riders more than once

"Ugh! See what I'm dealing with?" Poor Tuff, wailling in the background

"Wouldn't it be great if there was a place like that? Where you could go to at anytime and you'd be provided with the best medical care available?" "Pfft, forget it, you'd die waiting in line." "True." Why does that sound like a 4th wall break commentary?

I love how Hiccup just leaves without explaining anything to the others

Where did the twins leave Barf and Belch?

Once again, Ruff being the big sister, and once again, the twins separated and fighting for different causes - so so satisfying to watch, I'm loving this episode

Tuff's offended "Oh, my goodness" when the hunter called him a girl was super funny

Is the biatch seriously trying to break apart the twins? So who's gonna break it to him that not every set of siblings is like him and his brother?

"Take your best shot pal." Oh. My. God. Ruffnut, I love you so much, that was so badass!!! :DDD

Tuff's worry, escalating to a hundred when he heard biatch and Ryker mentioning they had Ruff was great

Tuff went into a similar rage to the one he goes into when an enemy cuts his "beard" in httyd3

Soo, even dragon-proof chains can be broken, you just need a loooot more fire power than what a single dragon possesses

Nice, they made Macey a funeral

"You never listen, do you brother?" He hasn't done anything else the whole show!!

Ep11 - "We've dealt with way worse" "Snotlout doesn't count" pfff, poor Snotlout, Astrid doesn't miss a single opportunity

Snotlout's little appreciative stare as Fishlegs lowered the clubhouse's door - child has a crush

Why did Stormfly fly away when Astrid got hit? She's her rider, she should protect her at all costs right? And if it was just dragon instinct because of the blast, which is what I'm guessing, why didn't Toothless run away too? I'm being nitpicky again, I know, feel free to ignore this, but it's just that if it were Toothless with Hiccup in that situation, the Night Fury would not retreat and cover Hiccup immediately

I dunno, it just gives that feeling that Toothless has more conscience than the other dragons, I dunno. I'm thinking too much probably - he is the main dragon of this show, it's normal he's shown more and in a more humane way, if that's the right word, and they probably wanted Hiccup to rescue her, but still.

This was a long venting comment, I apologize

"Of course, Toothless is right there, everything's peachy for you" Okay, now I feel kinda bad but I was gonna mention that too, Toothless got to stay in the clubhouse but the others didn't

And it can't be about size because if so, at least Meatlug could've also joined them

I'm gonna give them the out that it's because in an emergency, Toothless couldn't fly away and escape from danget like the others

On a brighter note, the twins and Snotlout are worried for their dragons and I appreciate the worry

Ohhhhh crap - now I feel like I cursed Astrid when I predicted way back in S2 that this show was gonna like to hurt her

Hiccstrid crumbs yayy

Was the whole "I'm putting my foot down" supposed to be an amputation joke for Hiccup? Because I kinda understood it like that, but I'm not sure

Oh, it'll be interesting to see the riders trying to deal with each other's dragons

And the Hiccstrid crumbs keep falling

"Of course she's not gonna hide. She's Astrid" Yeah you should've seen that coming

I appreciate that she's listening, albeit a bit reluctantly and obviously it's Hiccup she's listening to. But, in the beggining of the show, I'm not so sure she would've - it shows that Astrid's also come far

It's moments like that one where Hiccup tries to comfort Astrid that remind me of much of a good relationship these two have - also, they almost kissed ahhhh

I'm really liking these concepts, are there any fanfics out there that explore this episode further? The riders dealing with each other's dragons or Astrid coping without her sight?

Honestly, knowing the way Snotlout and Hookfang work, you really should've managed out your wording better Fishlegs

Astrid continues being a badass, I continue to love it

Also, Stormfly gives me avian vibes - is it just me?

So this is how they get together?? Man, so much happens in this show that connects Httyd1 and Httyd2

A very similar scene happens in httyd2 btw: the two talking feelings and all, sitting on the edge of a cliff, bathed by sun light, while Toothless and Stormfly play in the background - I'm guessing it's probably intentional

Ep12&13- Ew, Spitelout

But hey, Heather, Dagur, Stoick, Gobber, Gothi, all the good peeps!! Glad to see you - but I'm surprised the Defenders of the Wing aren't there too

Of course it's not real

I mean, with friends like theirs I get why Astrid would try to hide the relationship for a little while, but at least try to hide it properly guys

Is this thrashing the masked man's doing? Or did Ryker finally rebel

Okayyy I was not expecting Biatch to be hiding

Yeah, Ryker's gone rogue, that's no surprise

Aww, baby Eruptdon is sho cuteeee

:0 Snotlout said it! He said the thing! (Hiccstrid is the thing, btw)

I have no idea what Plan Shell Fire is, honestly

I'm expecting Hiccstrid to reveal their relationship in a reeeeeally dramatic way, like, one of them is gravely injured, and the other wails at their lover with a huge love confession thrown in, because they were just so worried about their most loved one, they completely forgot there were people looking at them

Either that, or they'll just get caught in the worst possible moment

Isn't Yakitty Jorgenson the yak Snotlout saved all those episodes ago when he and Hiccup and Stoick went to look for Spitelout? It's cute he kept it

"He's weaponized a dragon, Astrid!" Uhm, isn't that what every single one of you does?

Meatlug and baby Eruptdon playing with the lava QwQ

Yeah I hate everything about this "alliance" except the notion that it will offer me more and more moments of Biatch speaking, and his voice is really nice to hear

And it seems Ruff and Tuff agree with me

Snotlout's self-preservation instincts are the best

"There's no crying in Maces and Talons" why does that sound like foreshadowing?

Ryker's laugh sounds a liiiiittle deranged

Did... Did Snotlout just set the stables on fire with Viggo in them? Is that what happened?

Ah no, the stables caught fire and Snotlout just left Biatch there to burn along with them. Not a whole lot better, but sure

Viggo's teaching everyone new vocab, that's nice of him

"It's the gambling losses, this isn't really him." Lmao, Snotlout this isn't the time

I don't think Viggo was gonna stab him, but I do think he staged himself to look like it on purpose purely for the drama of it all (because he knew Astrid was tailing them) - to keep up the mistery of his true intentions, whatever those are and put everyone on edge. He likes to play games, after all

"More Dragon Riders?!" What are talking about, they're always the same group, how have you not fixed them by now??

Aw, Hiccup finally called him brother back!

Imagine Dagur becomes the owner of both Mr. Triple Strike Pokémon and Shattermaster - imagine the sitcom material right there

Yeah, obvious betrayal there

Okayyyy, that was the quickest, randomest ending ever - the last 3 minutes felt like a speedrun of the possible series final. There's still 2 seasons to go tho, so let's see how this goes

For the record, I don't believe either Ryker or Biatch are actually dead - no one dies in these shows, not like this at least

And that's the Season 4 finale! I watched S4 so fast, it's irreal. I'm sad to know this journey is closer to ending tho, I'll miss it :/

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crazy4dragons · 3 years ago

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Late Night Work

HTTYD Creative Week 2021

Day 1: Family

Hiccup has work to finish, but how can he resist spending time with his baby daughter? Rating: G. Family fluff!

Astrid’s eyes opened as she rolled over to find that Hiccup’s side of the mattress was cold. She knew he’d stayed up late the night before, but not coming to bed at all was rare for him, especially since Zephyr’s birth.

“Babe?” she mumbled, still half-asleep. When she didn’t hear a response, she climbed out from beneath the furs. At the feeling of the cold floor on her bare toes, she quickly slid her feet into a cozy pair of slippers. Wrapping a thick blanket around her shoulders, she shuffled to the window and pulled back the curtains, letting sunlight into the room.

It was then that she noticed Zephyr’s vacant crib. Although the little girl was nearly a year old, she still slept across the room from her parents, just in case she got fussy during the night.

“Hiccup?” she called again, this time raising her voice as she made her way into the hall. “Zeph?”

No reply.

Frowning, Astrid trudged downstairs. Just as she was about to call her husband’s name again, she noticed him curled up on the couch, fast asleep with Zephyr snuggled against his chest and an array of papers scattered about them. A smile playing on her lips, she reached over to gently tug the furs up over them before quietly heading to the washroom for her morning bath.

…

Hiccup groaned as he picked up yet another piece of paperwork.

Just give it up, Spitelout, he thought to himself, shaking his head at the realization that Spitelout had started yet another petition to put his name on the island’s storehouse. He had enough chiefing duties to worry about, not to mention an eleven-month-old daughter who was growing more energetic by the day. He didn’t have time to waste on muttonheaded requests.

The sound of Zephyr’s babbling was a welcome distraction from his work. Setting the papers aside, he trudged over to her crib and lifted her into his arms. “Hey, munchkin,” he murmured. “What’s going on?”

Zephyr babbled again, this time reaching up to tug on Hiccup’s braids.

“Can’t sleep?” he guessed, leaning down to kiss her forehead. He thought about waking Astrid to see if Zephyr wanted to nurse, but decided not to bother her once he noticed that she appeared to be peacefully snoozing amongst the covers, a contented look on her face.

“How about Daddy makes you a little midnight snack?” he suggested, turning to leave the room. Although Zephyr still sometimes nursed at night, or on the rare occasions when she was particularly fussy, she was more or less weaned, and eating mainly soft foods that Hiccup and Astrid either mashed or cut into bite-sized pieces.

The little girl smiled with a partially toothless version of her mother’s smile.

Hiccup carried his daughter into the kitchen and, placing her in the high chair, rummaged through the icebox for berries and ice cream. He knew Zephyr shouldn’t be eating sugar so late at night, but she’d been so excited about the ice cream ever since he’d first churned it a few days ago, he couldn’t resist the thought of seeing her face light up with excitement. Besides, he could use a little sugar rush to fuel him through the rest of his paperwork.

“You want some?” Hiccup asked, holding out a small spoonful of ice cream.

Zephyr eagerly grabbed the handle from his fist and shoved the spoon into her mouth, ice cream falling down her chin.

“You like that, huh?” he grinned, leaning over to ruffle her already messy hair.

The little girl reached out a sticky hand and babbled, evidentially asking for more.

Grabbing a bowl, Hiccup mashed a few berries and scooped out a small helping of ice cream before fixing his own serving. “Here you go, Zeph,” he said, passing her the dessert.

Zephyr let out an excited squeal.

“I know, I know, you’re happy. But shhh, don’t be too loud. We don’t wanna wake up Mama.”

After the two finished their ice cream, Hiccup quickly washed the dishes, lifted Zephyr into his arms, and carried her upstairs to fetch his paperwork. Taking care not to disturb Astrid, he blew out the candles and shuffled to the living room, where he settled onto the couch and placed the little girl in his lap.

Zephyr grabbed the bottom of the parchment and tore them, giggling.

“Zephyr!” Hiccup quietly scolded, bringing the papers out of her reach. “Why would you do that?” Despite his frustration, his tone remained calm.

The little girl offered a smile.

“I think it’s time for you to get back to bed,” he decided, standing up and settling her onto his hip.

Rubbing her eyes, Zephyr whimpered.

“See, you’re getting grumpy,” Hiccup remarked, kissing the top of her head.

“Dada,” the baby insisted. She tugged on her father’s tunic and pointed to the couch.

Hiccup let out a sigh. “Fine, you can stay with Daddy. But only if you actually sleep.” He turned around and grabbed some furs before settling back onto the cushions and cuddling Zephyr against his chest.

The little girl cooed in satisfaction as she nestled into the furs.

“Mama will be disappointed I didn’t come to bed,” Hiccup continued. “But Thor forbid I bring you in with us. We both know she doesn’t let you spend the night with her anymore. She says you’re a big girl now, and you are, but Daddy wants to spend as much time with you as possible before you reach the age where I’m an embarrassment to you.”

Zephyr closed her eyes.

“I know, I know, I talk too much.” Hiccup tugged up the covers.

The baby let out a small grunt.

“You okay, Zeph?” He looked into her face to find that she was already drifting off to sleep. “Goodnight,” he whispered, pressing a kiss against her forehead. “I love you.”

As she continued to fall asleep, Zephyr grabbed a chunk of Hiccup’s tunic in her little fist and curled closer to him, causing a wide grin to light up his face.

Zephyr might not have been a replacement for Toothless, who he still thought about every day, but she was one of the greatest blessings the gods could have given him. Her bright blue eyes, her feisty personality that was already so much like Astrid’s, her adorable giggle. Yes, he was definitely blessed to have her as his daughter, and as he waited for sleep to overtake him, he thanked Freja for giving him such a special gift.

…

Hiccup opened his eyes as he felt Zephyr stir on his chest, signaling she was awake. Turning his face towards the window, he squinted as the sunshine hit him, prompting him to rise. It was already past dawn, and Astrid was probably already awake and wondering where the rest of her family was.

“Morning, babe!”

He grinned as he saw his wife descending the stairs, dressed and ready for the day. “Morning, milady,” he returned, making his way over to kiss her. “Sleep well without me?”

Astrid offered a small smile. “I suppose so,” she said, holding out her arms to take the baby. “And good morning to you, Zeph. You were down here with Daddy all night, huh?”

“She’s a great daughter, but a bad helper,” chuckled Hiccup, gesturing to the papers that still lay scattered over the floor.

“She’ll learn,” Astrid laughed. She pressed a kiss against Zephyr’s head. “Won’t you, sweetie?”

Zephyr cooed as she stuffed a fist into her mouth.

“Hungry?” the blonde guessed.

The little girl babbled in response.

“Well, why don’t you come cuddle with Mama while Daddy cooks something for us?”

Hiccup’s eyes widened. “What? Why me?”

“Come on, babe,” Astrid teased, delivering a gentle slap to his chest. “We all know you’re the better cook.”

“Yeah, uh…sure, but you—”

“Eggs and bacon would be great,” she cut in, winking as she turned towards her favorite chair.

Hiccup smirked. “And what do I get in exchange for this?”

“Meet me in the storehouse at three.”

#fanfic #my writing #httyd #httydcweek2021 #haddock family #daddycup #astrid #zephyr #hiccstrid babies #dayonefamily

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hiccanna-tidbits · 3 years ago

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The RotBTD+ Gang Plays DnD! (Feat. my ships, sorry not sorry XD)

So highkey I’ve actually been wanting to do a “The Gang Plays DnD” type post for AGES now, but then I saw @hobie-brown and @ohlooksheswriting-wips do DnD AU posts for RotBTD, and then I was like “Ah shit, I really should finish mine, eh?” So thank you to both of you for inspiring me to get off my ass and actually write the post!!!

Hiccup DMs. He comes up with this super complex plot revolving around dragons (because of course) where the party has to dismantle this society ruled by evil knights who want to genocide all of the dragons. Imagine his chagrin when the party wants to do nothing but fuck around in towns and aggravate NPCs 90% of the time.

They usually end up playing at Jack’s apartment, mainly because Hiccup’s dad doesn’t really want a bunch of loud nerds yelling about 20-sided dice in his household while he’s trying to work, if he can at all help it. Jack’s sister regularly barges into their living room and roasts the fuck out of Jack and his friends for being such damn nerds and eats all of their DnD snacks they’ve set out. If they’re in the middle of a combat session, she always gleefully proclaims that they’re all going to die. While Jack is annoyed by this, the rest of the party finds it deeply hilarious.

Jack Overland plays the absolute mayhem warlock Jack Frost, who got his powers through making a deal with the archfey Prince of Frost and has absolutely no qualms about being an evil god’s mortal Sower of Chaos. He spends the vast majority of the campaign doing such useful things as creating ice slicks under annoying NPCs and freezing people’s drinks. He also plays a Tiefling because absolutely no one can talk this boy out of playing the creepy demon race.

Rapunzel plays a woodland nymph druid who is also the party healer (because of course she is). Her name is probably Sunlily or something else suitably hippie-esque. Whenever there’s downtime (or whenever the rest of the party is also dicking around, and she can get away with it), Rapunzel likes to go into the nearest forest and pick the best berries and nuts for the rest of the party. She also loves baking fruit pies and cooking the best nymph food for her companions when given the chance. Definitely the party Cinnamon Roll (every party has one!). She often will turn into cute animals to distract the guards while the party infiltrates a building.

Merida’s character is the party archer and general ranged weapon master, as well as a raging lesbian. Hiccup learns very quickly that any male NPC who tries to flirt with her will very quickly get impaled with an arrow. She can’t ever decide if she wants to be a ranger or a rogue, so she multiclasses in both for flare. She also plays a Tiefling, and continually insists that her character is both scarier and sexier than Jack’s. In combat, she either Leeroy Jenkins her way in with a sword and just starts slashing every which way, or just shoots 90% of the enemies with arrows before the fight even starts. There’s really no in between. She can get away with this because she’s highkey one of the party tanks, and consistently deals a shitton of damage.

Anna plays a human bard, basically having read over the class options and going “Wait, in this one I get to make stylish medieval music??? And wear dramatic and garish outfits and a dumb hat??? And cast wacky illusion spells??? And do silly little magic tricks??? And INSPIRE EVERYONE??? Hell yeah, I’m in!!!” She mostly uses magic attacks in combat (definitely favors Tasha’s Hideous Laughter), but occasionally when she’s out of spell slots she’ll just take to slamming enemies in the face with her lute. She also has WAY too much fun with Vicious Mockery, let’s be real.

Elsa, upon hearing Jack’s character concept, rolls her eyes so far up in her head she can see her damn brain, and vows to play his concept, but serious–solely out of spite. She rolls up a super OP elf Chaos Sorcerer, filled with lots of brooding angst about how uncontrollable her winter powers can get if she isn’t careful. She combines it a bit with Storm Sorcerer so she can create literal blizzards, and Hiccup ends up allowing it just because he thinks it’s cool. Although Elsa’s character is undoubtedly aggravated by the rest of the party’s antics, she starts becoming grudgingly protective of these idiots and can deal some pretty crazy damage when her companions are threatened. She also contains one of the party’s only brain cells.

Eugene of course plays dashing rogue master thief Flynn Rider. Although his high deception and lockpicking skills certainly come in handy, he’s the most chaotic neutral fucker you’ve ever met and will take any excuse to rob NPCs blind or cheat them out of every cent they have in a tavern card game. It’s nigh impossible to get him to cooperate with the rest of the party much of the time, and often Elsa’s character has to either bribe him with some of her family’s gold or threaten to freeze him to stop him backstabbing one or more party members. Eugene’s character forces Hiccup to add in many more heist plotlines than he originally intended. This delights Eugene immensely, and sometimes he goes a bit crazy planning elaborate heists.

Moana plays a sorcerer water genasi. She can control any body of water, but she has a special affinity for controlling saltwater (i.e. the ocean lol). She also requests an animal handling bonus, but only with marine animals, solely because she thought it would be funny. She’s also an ex-pirate who robbed a lot of wealthy merchant ships and freed their slaves back in the day, which Merida thinks is incredibly badass. Moana tends to get bored and unengaged when there are no bodies of water to play around with, so Hiccup ends up having to add a lot more lakes, rivers, and oceans to the campaign than he originally planned on. Moana also takes a sailing skill, and thus the party often ends up traveling by boat. Typically Eugene and Rapunzel will infiltrate and hijack it, and Moana will sail it. Moana probably contains the party’s only other brain cell.

Astrid plays a gigantic berserker orc barbarian who is never without his trusty axe. Astrid is hands down the party’s top tank, and unquestionably deals the most damage every combat session. Much like Merida’s character, Astrid’s character is absolutely a shameless power fantasy. Hiccup pretty easily picks up on this, but is too polite to say anything about it. Jack also picks up on this, but is hardly as courteous as their DM, and teases Astrid mercilessly. Astrid is not amused.

Rapunzel requests that her weapon of choice be a frying pan, her justification being that her character found a discarded one at the edge of a human village outside her woods and mistaked it for a highly-dangerous human weapon. Hiccup is like “…you know what? Fuck it” and rolls up stats for a goddamn frying pan. Jack has nigh-endless admiration for Rapunzel for choosing such a goddamn memey, absurd, yet oddly effective weapon and it definitely makes the poor boy even more smitten with her than he already is.

Eugene and Merida have a bet going on who can sleep with more sexy barmaids. Merida is currently winning, much to Eugene’s chagrin. She’s not even inherently better at seducing NPCs, she and Eugene have the same charisma stat–she just consistently rolls better than Eugene. Eugene is incredibly salty about this.

Anna and Elsa want to be sisters in-game as well, but neither want to change their race–so Anna decides her character was adopted. Hiccup and the rest of the party go along with it, mainly because there’s something deeply hilarious about a regular human bard being adopted and raised by a family of high-powered elf ice mages.

Astrid is absolutely the sort of player who tends to get bored and restless outside of fights, and tends to fidget and twiddle her thumbs waiting for the next combat session. Jack picks up on this, and purposely does more roleplay for longer just to piss her off. He’s also just a very dramatic fucker and highkey loves roleplay.

When she’s not causing mayhem around the town or sleeping with hot women, Merida tries to entertain Astrid between combat sessions by offering to spar with her. Unfortunately, this does not usually end well for poor Merida, as even the most hardcore and badass of tieflings is prone to getting dumpstered by an 8-foot-tall barbarian orc with an axe. Astrid is, nonetheless, grateful to have someone to fight.

Rapunzel, Elsa, and Moana will humor Hiccup and attempt to actually play the main plot. Meanwhile, Jack, Merida, and Eugene are a DM’s worst nightmare. They constantly derail the damn campaign to fuck around, cause mayhem, and do inane shenanigans in every. Damn. Town. They go to. Anna is kind of a wildcard–she’ll typically go with whatever group looks like they’re going to be doing something more interesting. Astrid will go along with whichever group is more likely to get into a fight–which, often as not, is Jack and his posse of terrible Chaotic Neutrals (who have definitely pissed off a number of NPCs into attacking them).

As the campaign goes on, Elsa and Eugene become the beleaguered Party Mom and Dad. Both are quite aggravated by this–especially poor Eugene, who just wanted to play a morally-gray charming rogue who stole everything and got away with it and then accidentally ended up caring about these idiots he got stuck with.

Anna initially joins the campaign because she has a planet-size crush on Hiccup, and inevitably is the one who dragged Elsa into it too. Being the hopeless romantic that she is, Anna writes a love interest into her backstory. Hiccup eventually has the party run into said love interest, and Anna is overjoyed. He starts flirting with her as the love interest, and it’s easily the best 30 minutes of Anna’s life.

Moana and Elsa also give Hiccup pretty detailed backstories, and he works in little subplots for them. Moana gets to bring water back to a dying part of the jungle in the middle of a draught, while Elsa gets to go on a whole sidequest to explore her family history and how they came to be sorcerers.

Jack, Merida, and Eugene also give Hiccup fairly elaborate backstories, but Jack’s and Merida’s are like 99% memes and Dumb Shit. Hiccup tries to give all of them backstory-related plot hooks, but inevitably any hooks he provides are either stabbed, robbed, or frozen. Honestly any plot hook offered to these 3 will be all but spat in the face of and tossed off a cliff.

The one relevant part of Eugene’s backstory is that he and Rapunzel decide they used to be partners in crime before the campaign started. Rapunzel would infiltrate and scout out places he wanted to rob as small, unobtrusive animals (her preferred Wild Shape is a chameleon) and later distract the guards as a bunny or kitten while he went in and took every gold coin in sight. In return, Flynn Rider would bribe builders to not develop into Sunlily’s forest. Rapunzel and Eugene partly came up with this For Funsies, but also it was Rapunzel’s sneaky way of tricking Eugene into having prior connections in the party so he’d be less likely to betray them. It works pretty well–although the entire party is protective of Cinnamon Roll Sunlily, Flynn is certainly especially protective of her.

Astrid does the absolute bare minimum as far as backstories go. She is literally just here to smash stuff, slice people, and beat some fuckers up.

Rapunzel has a backstory, but she’s typically so invested in the main plot and the other party members that Hiccup rarely needs to bring it in to keep her engaged. She’s highkey the party emotional rock, and probably the only one keeping them all together.

On that note, Rapunzel’s character is the ONLY one who can get Jack’s character to take the plot even REMOTELY seriously. Like he’ll be dicking around in the nearest tavern challenging the nearest orc to a drinking game, and Rapunzel will come in and ask him to help them on a Main Plot Quest. And he’ll be like “come onnnnn I’m having funnn” and she’ll be like “Jack pleeeeeease?” and you just. Can’t resist Sunlily’s puppy dog eyes. At all. Also, whenever Sunlily is genuinely threatened, any silliness immediately goes out the window and Jack Frost is OUT FOR BLOOD.

For better or for worse, Rapunzel is not immune to being looped into Jack’s shenanigans. Occasionally if either Merida or Eugene have a particularly hare-brained scheme she’ll go along with it, but by and large Jack is the most successful in convincing her to temporarily abandon the plot and cause mild mischief with him. They once wasted half a session creating an elaborate “ice theme park” for some squirrels in the forest.

Hiccup tries to get Merida to play the main plot by eventually having there be no more sexy female NPCs to seduce in the towns they go to. Unfortunately, this backfires–Merida just hooks up with Moana’s character instead. When asked to roll for how good the lay is, Merida gets a nat 20–and thus her character and Moana’s character end up hooking up regularly throughout the rest of the campaign.

Hiccup introduces a few Wise Old Mentor-type NPCs to guide the party throughout the campaign. While Rapunzel, Elsa, Moana, and Anna actually try to listen to them and take their advice, Merida, Jack, and Eugene absolutely refuse to take them seriously and mercilessly play pranks on them.

At one point, Hiccup gives the party the option to attempt to tame a group of wild dragons and use them as mounts. They all have to make animal handling checks. Anna, Rapunzel, Elsa, and Moana pass. The rest of the party fails, with Jack and Eugene crit-failing. Hilarity ensues.

Hiccup ends up bringing back Anna’s backstory love interest as an NPC regular. Anna thinks he’s just being a good friend and a good DM and trying to incorporate her backstory as much as he can, but really, he just wants an excuse to regularly flirt with her. He hardly has the balls to out-of-game.

Merida comes out as gay toward the end of the campaign. Everyone in the group is extremely supportive, of course, but everyone is also like “Merida…with the amount of barmaids you’ve banged…and the amount of times you and Moana’s character hooked up…this isn’t exactly surprising.”

Hiccup actually finds a way to use Jack and Elsa’s same-concept-opposite-execution characters to the plot’s advantage. He decides one of the main villains will have a prophecy saying he’ll be taken down by a powerful ice mage. The party manages to fool this guy into thinking this ice mage is Jack, and sends Jack to fight him. As soon as the villain sees Jack, he’s like “WHAT??? THIS clown???” (word has absolutely spread throughout the land of Jack not using his ice powers for anything besides mildly annoying trolling). Naturally, the bad guy lets his guard down after thinking he’s going to fight this literal joke, and then Elsa crashes in from the side and absolutely dumpsters him.

Jack tries to defeat the final boss by just annoying him so much that he leaves. Unfortunately, he just annoys him so much that he attacks Rapunzel’s character. Jack’s just like “oh HELL no” and attacks with absolutely nothing held back. Turns out he’s pretty terrifying when he’s not using his magic for Dumb Antics.

During the final boss of the campaign, the Big Bad tries to one-shot Moana’s character, and Merida’s character super theatrically jumps in front of her to take the blow instead. Rapunzel just barely manages to heal Merida’s character, but it’s a really close call. During all this, Merida is like “ah shit...maybe I’m NOT just in this to get fantasy-laid.” After the fight’s over, her and Moana’s characters have a big dramatic love confession and share a Big Damn Kiss in front of everyone. It’s pretty epic.

After the final session of the campaign, Merida drags Moana outside Jack’s apartment and sputters and trips over her words for a solid minute before she finally gets out that through all this nonsense...well...maybe it’s not just in the game that she thinks Moana is hot. Moana just gets this HUGE grin on her face and says “c’mere, Leeroy Jenkins” and just pulls Merida in and kisses her. Cue the rest of the party barging in on them. Merida and Moana freeze, and there’s a moment of terrified silence...and then the entire party starts cheering them on like “took you long enough!”

The entire rest of the party could detect the sexual tension. Literally all of them.

But Eugene is like “HA, THIS MEANS IF WE DO A SEQUEL CAMPAIGN I’M WINNING THAT BET! BECAUSE YOU’RE GONNA BE DATING MO’S CHAR AND THUS NOT ABLE TO SLEEP WITH ANY MORE BARMAIDS!”

By the epilogue session, Jack and Rapunzel are dating. Merida and Moana are also dating. Hiccup and Anna STILL haven’t figured out why they’re so prone to spending half the session flirting when Anna’s love interest shows up, and Hiccup STILL hasn’t figured out why he likes to have Anna’s love interest show up so often. Bless their souls. Maybe they’ll figure it out next campaign...?

Damn I actually really like this...maybe if people like it I’ll do some incorrect quotes or a drabble or something??? Or maybe some HCs from next campaign???

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locknessquik-icetea-monster · 3 years ago

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A drawing of my OC Inkani and Hiccup dancing that I’ll prob never finish but really like so here are the base sketches

I was really proud of the way I did her legs and then I remembered she has two prosthetic legs

Although I want to post more stuff of her I know myself so it’s not likely that I will and if I do it prob won’t be much and I’ll prob never actually write a fanfic so are some random things about her that I have in my notes:

- Name: Inkani

Nicknames: Inky

Dragon(s): Whiskey (Woolly Howl - white with purple fur)

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Pansexual, Polyamorous

Partner(s): Hiccup, Astride, Tuffnut, Ruffnut, Snotlout, Fishlegs, Heather, Dagger

Pet(s): Jeramy (duck)

Other: Amputee (both legs), heterochromia (one blue eye & one purple eye), yellow oleander allergy

- Inkani lost both her legs in a suicide attempt

- Inkani lost her legs not long after Hiccup lost his leg so they became executively close cause they actually understood how the other felt (both the leg thing and the suicide). They were extremely close before to but now their inseparable.

- After Inkani lost her legs her and Hiccup made a deal that they don’t have to except help from anyone else if they don’t want to as long as they except help from each other

“I understand why you want to do everything yourself. Trust me I do. But I’m telling you from experience it’s not worth it. Excepting help from others doesn’t make you weak.”

“Just you. No one else. I just want help you you. I know you Hiccup you don’t a won’t except help from people. Let’s make a deal; I don’t have to except anyone else’s help and neither do you. As long as you expect help from me and I except help from you. Deal?”

“Deal.”

- * Random scene from my daydreams I have written in my notes:

(Mid battle)

Inkani: “Ah fuck-“

Hiccup: “What’s wrong?”

Inkani: “I forgot to hang the lavender and sage. They won’t have time to dry properly in time for supper if I hang them when we get back. Uuuh. Alright fuckers!!! What do you guys want for dinner?!!”

Tuffnut: “Wait I thought we were having lavender honey garlic and sage roasted elk?”

Inkani: “Ya well I fucked up!!! So pick something else!”

- WARNING: Casual talk of suicide, not detailed but still there.

Inkani: “I’ve survived four suicide attempts but this mother fucking flower is gonna be the death of me!”

Hiccup: “Noted; we’ll make sure not to have yellow oleander at the wedding.”

Tuffnut: “May I suggest yellow marigolds instead?”

Ruffnut: “We should probably make all the flowers different types then. It would probably look a little strange having all the colours of the rainbow in oleander flowers and then just having the yellow ones be marigolds.”

Heather: “Um, guys-”

Tuffnut: “Good point. We must now BRAINSTORM! We need ideas people!”

Fishlegs: “How about red snapdragons.”

Astride: “We could do a sage or mint for green.”

Heather: “Guys-”

Hiccup: “Forget-me-nots for blue?”

Tuffnut: “Yes! I love it!”

Snotlout: “Uuuuuuuuh...... lavender?”

Ruffnut: “Wow, so original. But they do smell good so I’m putting them down.”

Heather: “Guys!”

Hiccup: “Oh, sorry Heather. Did you have a flower suggestion?”

Heather: “What- no- I- Can we just like circle back I bit.”

Snotlout: “To what?”

Tuffnut: “The wedding part?”

Heather: “Wha- no.”

Ruffnut: “What we’re having for supper? Cause I actually had an idea for that.”

Tuffnut: “Ruffnut, no, your cooking’s shit.”

Ruffnut: “Hey!”

Heather: “Um no-“

Hiccup: “The new dragon?”

Heather: “The suicide!!! You can’t just casually blurt out that you tried to kill yourself not only once; but FOUR times?! And then just move on?! Like it never happened?! FOUR TIMES!”

Hiccup: “So... I survived five.”

Inkani: “Technically it was more four and a half.”

Hiccup: “True.”

Inkani: “You’re still winning tho.”

Hiccup: “To be fair tho you did come much closer to succeeding than I ever did.”

Inkani: “Ya but you had some beautifully dramatic ones.”

Hiccup: “What can I say, I’ve got a dramatic flair.”

Astrid: “Um, guys, it’s not a competition.”

Hiccup & Inkani: “It’s not?”

Inkani: “I thought everything was a competition between us?”

Astrid: “You know what that’s a good point. Anyways for orange flowers I was thinking-“

(Btw they don’t compete in the “I’m gonna commit attempted suicide to win this competition” it’s more “For some reason we keep failing at killing ourselves so may as well keep track cause why tf not”. Wanting to fucking off yourself is not fun and nobody chooses to be depressed as fuck.)

- You prob already noticed from the last one but because their all so open with each other they make suicide jokes the same way they joke about Hiccups leg to the point that they are so used to it that in that scene they genuinely didn’t understand why Heather was so stunned/confused

- Heather and Astride: *Making out*

Hiccup: “”Really?! right in front of my mutton chops?” (Quietly) “You’re making me want kisses.”

Heather: “Then come join us.”

Hiccup: “Oh no, nu nu no. I know how this works. If we start we won’t stop and then I don’t get to eat my god damn mutton chops.”

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frustrated-writer-skyeknight · 3 years ago

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HiJack AU - Rise of the Guardians Plotbunnies

Mushroom Hut

Toothless, sleeping by a fireplace...

Hiccup: See? I told you it was bigger on the inside.

Jack: ... Do I get my own room?

Jamie: *places hand on the Fun Sprite's shoulder* Jim and I will work on it. Just tell me how you want it; might take a while, though.

Jim: *snorting* I'm sure there's space for him in Hiccup's room... Might be hard with the attachment when you made into your own room, though.

Hiccup: *glares at Jim and reaches out to grab him*

Jim: *Snickering and deftly dodges him*

Astrid, aside: Jim! Dimitri, teleporting in. Bad episode, come quick.

Jim: *escapes, for good reason*

Jack: Uh...

Jack: Should we help?

Hiccup: Based on experience? Darkness is tricky business. Dimitri and Jim has special attachments, so it's usually okay when you get them together.

Jack: Must be nice.

Hiccup: Yeah, well...

Jack:

Jack: Why are you looking at me like that?

Hiccup: Uh

Jamie: *coming to the rescue* So Jack, why don't we talk about your room? What do you want in it?

Jack: An Ice skating rink.

PAQ

(Not really FAQ [Ask box is empty and lonely lol], because you know, it’s not even asked never mind frequently. So, like, it would be... “Probably Asked Question” to yourself that I’m guessing)

What do their rooms looks like?

Do other Sprites have huts like these?

Yes and no.

Yes, other Sprites can create their own homes too. Eugene and Punzie shares a hut at a cluster of rocks hidden through a waterfall. Although not that it needs to be hidden, since it is invisible to mortals anyway. But just because it’s not seen doesn’t mean noises aren’t heard.

So their location is peaceful and quiet.

No, it’s not like the ones the aides have. Whatever size it looks like from the outside is the same size for the inside.

If they wanted to, could they let mortals in?

Under special circumstances, and with the permission of the Guardians.

What is distinct about their rooms?

Hiccup, has a book case, some of Jim's tools and equipment since he helps with his projects sometimes, and his bed and Toothless's carpet spot.

Jack, an ice skating lake, snow mound for impromptu snowball fights, and a tree with a hammock where he sleeps.

Dimitri, brightest room in the hut, ironically. Helps him balance out the darkness when he returns home. His bed is the largest, cause in especially bad episodes, he needs a cuddle pile with everyone. In normal episodes, Jim is enough. A dreamcatcher from Sandy and Manny helps all the Aides, but it's placed in his room since he needs the protection most.

Jim, it used to have a bed but took it out since he normally stays in Dimitri's room. His hoverboards and the different versions of it, in miniature size since he always uses the latest one he crafted. A work table with different schematics, along with one of North's sleigh. He helps repairs and maintenance.

Astrid, half of it is like a training gym, the other half is homey stuff. She cooks most of the time so the kitchen is in her room, and Jim sometimes helps her out.

Jamie, like a vast sky, with a rainbow and vast sky for a ceiling despite being indoors. His bed is on literal cloud nine, his carpet like reflects his dreams. Astrid loves staying inside and literally watch him sleep.

Jack, Manny's Aide

Hiccup, Aster's Aide

Dimitri, Kozmotis's Aide

Jim, North's Aide

Astrid, Thiana Aide

Jamie, Sandy's Aide

For Aged Up Jamie, I sorta based the outfit on Jack's sister's outfit. I gave him trousers so it won't look like a dress and added a sash.

The thing behind Dimitri is a globe similar to North's, except it tracks the dark minions and lights in particular they target for Nightmares.

Astrid has the colors of the guardian she's aide to, which is Thiana.

Jamie is practicing his sand manipulation here.

#ChildOfSolace Plotbunnies #HiJack #Hiccup x Jack #Hiccup Haddock #Jack Frost #Jim Hawkins #Dimitri Sudayev #JiMitri

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idontmeantosoundrudebut · 4 years ago

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Many of Horror (Chapter one: This secret goodbye)

Fandom - How to train your dragon (movie franchise)

Ship - Eretlout (+ background relationships)

Wordcount - 3748 words

Fanfic summary - Moving on is hard, especially from something that doesn’t want to be forgotten. But it’s easier when you have someone with you who understands that mind-scarring agony, it’s easier when someone will hold you in the dark when all the monsters come out to play, it’s easier when you’re loved. But Eret is going overseas and Snotlout is left alone in a cold bed.

The dream is back and he feels sick. Sick in the head. (I really can’t think of a good summary for this, so sorry my dudes)

Tags/Warnings for this chapter - Mentions of past child abuse

So I have yet to finish this Fic yet but I’m just so excited to show it to yall that i just had to give you a little teaser!!! This fic takes place a year after HTTYD3 but the dragons never leave and Stoick never died because Hiccup deserved a whole family for more than one day (Dreamworks, i’m talking to you asshole)!

Also please check out The colour of friendship by Sarahenany and The colour of family by Thurdsday26 on the Archive because it they are big inspirations for this fic and if you love Spitelout bashing and Snotlout whump and found family then, oh boy, that is truly the jackpot of all Snotlout whump fics! Also, the title of this fic is based on the song Many of Horror by Biffy Clyro and this to the first like three lines and you’ll understand why!

Please enjoy and give me any feedback that you have, negative or positive, do not hold back bitches!!!! Haha lol bruh

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Eret is leaving today, but he'll be back in a few weeks, a month maximum if the summer storms keep at bay (Ruffnut prayed briefly to Thor before bed last night. She doesn't know why; it was an impulse thing). He, along with six other crewmates, will be sailing far up north to the port-island he once called home to establish a trading route for Berk and to perhaps arrange a meeting between Chief Stoick and the chief of his native village. The Northmen are good people, Eret had reassured during a council a week back, who've long been held under the sole of Drago's boot and will gladly reward those who levered that pressure with both miscellaneous goods and a long-lasting alliance.

The only problem with this grand adventure is that they'll have to travel dragon-less.

The Northmen too have been terrorised by dragons for generations and they will not hesitate to net, bludgeon, and flay the first dragon they see, even if said dragon has a rider on their back. Act first and ask later kind of folk, a mindset which Ruffnut is very familiar with. Eret predicts that the concept of living with dragons in peace and harmony is one his people will be suspicious of for a time, but he assures that they'll warm up to it eventually. So, the first few trips will be dragon-less and slowly they'll weasel their Berkian values in, a very cunning plan indeed if Ruff didn't say so herself.

So today is the day of departure and she's on her way to the docks for the send-off, alone for a change. Tuffnut, eager to be out the house and tired of waiting for her to finish braiding her hair, had nabbed Barf and Belch and left her on her lonesome to walk. At first, she'd been peeved to all Hel, rightfully so, muttering to herself about how easier life would be without her dolt of a twin till she remembered just how peaceful, well, peace was. As vexing as Tuff is, Ruff cannot deny her sibling love for him, but she also cannot deny the simple serene beauty of silence.

She's striding down a street of huts, the docks insight, when she hears a terribly familiar voice.

"You better be back in two weeks, if you're not, I'm coming after you,"

Snotlout.

Ruff pauses mid-stride and takes a step back, looking into a narrow alleyway between two huts. She steps closer and presses herself against the left hut wall, slyly peeking her head out to gaze searchingly into the shadowed alley where she'd definitely heard Snotlout's voice. As mad as she is (and she is mad), she isn't to the point of hearing imaginary voices in the shadows (not for a few years, at least).

There. Stuck between a wall and a bulky silhouette, is the short and distinctive shadow of Snotlout Jorgensen. The figure Snotlout is pressed against lets out a hushed laugh, head bowing and if wasn't for that laugh, she'd definitely be able to identify him solely for the dark outline of his facial profile.

Eret, Son of Eret.

Oh, this... This is interesting, very interesting indeed.

"No promises, we might have to delay returning if we see a storm on the horizon," Eret informs and Snotlout makes a displeased snort, to which Eret adds in response, "But if we don't then, we'll be back as soon as we can. Snotlout, you won't even know I've left,"

"It already feels like you've left me," Snotlout murmurs, head hung low, and it catches Ruffnut by surprise, that statement because it's such a vulnerable thing for Snotlout to say and the way he says it, quiet and anxious, is so alien to her.

The use of the word "me" too, makes her mind turn and burn with theories because there is something so very deep in the small, added word. She doesn't know what yet, but there is something painfully human about it.

Ruff watches the shadowed duo, transfixed as Eret lifts a hand to Snotlout's chin, tipping his head up so that they are looking at each other.

It's such an abnormal gesture for her to witness, especially between two people with whom she's never associated such tenderness before.

Eret has always been this tall, handsome, foreign stranger with a silky voice and a self-assured walk, who is as handy with a sword as he is on a boat, who's always there to help and give back to the people who gave him a better life. Snotlout has always been this hot-headed, confident loudmouth who is way too short to be as brave as he is and is way too good at singing for Ruff to admit, who's full of unyielding loyalty and howling laughter. But most importantly, they hate each other.

Or, now that she thinks of it, they did hate each other.

The last few months have been lacking the usual rivalry between Snotlout and Eret and she doesn't know why it's only hitting her now. At some point, they two of them became friends and she's pretty sure she isn't the only one who hasn't noticed, which is so peculiar because she, and the others, have seen the two of them hanging out at the sawmill and flying together at dusk to light the torches. Gods, they drank with each other last night and there hadn't been a single crass word spoken. When did this happen? She and the rest of Berk have gone blind!

"Snotlout, I'll be back. Soon. I can't promise you when, but I'll be back, and next time I go north, you can come with me," Eret assures, and though Ruff can't see Snotlout's features, she can feel the atmosphere lifting and hear the smile in his voice.

"Yeah?" There is something so hopeful and childish in the way he breathes that word, something that tugs at Ruff's heartstrings.

"Yeah, I'm sure I can convince Hiccup to spare you of your very honourable duties for a few weeks,"

"Hey, shut up!" Snotlout's foot jerks out sharply to jab Eret in the ankle, the former laughing breathlessly in response, "My work is honourable, okay? Someone has to test all those crazy weapons Hiccup cooks up and I'm the only man for the job, no one else is as brave as I am," He exclaims, all confident and cocky and familiar to Ruffnut.

"You're sure right about that," Eret says as he again raises his hand and, this time, it comes in contact with Snotlout's cheek, she can see the faint movement of his thumb smoothing over the skin beneath his eye. His voice is awfully soft with a terrible fondness that Ruffnut sometimes hears in Hiccup's voice when he speaks about Astrid or vice versa, it's a tone that she automatically links up to people who are fiercely in love.

Oh, Freya, they're in love.

"You gotta head down to the docks, Eret, you'll be late to leave... or whatever," Again, that insecure whisper is back and by Gods, it sounds so brittle and shaky that Ruff almost considers the thought that Snotlout might be crying.

She would be if she was about to be separated from her lover for an unknown amount of time, Ruff ain't afraid to admit that, but if Snotlout is afraid of anything, it's expressing feelings and emotions (He's afraid of proving he's human, proving he's weak). But then again, maybe it's easier for Snotlout to air out his inner thoughts in front of Eret because, well, they're in love and to be so intimate with someone, they're eventually going to see all the ugly parts that you hide beneath the pretty façade. Eret has probably seen the old insecurity they all know that still lurks deep inside Snotlout, raw and unfiltered, a thing from his youth that made him angry and afraid, a thing that was just as damaging as the scars on his flesh.

Ruffnut, nor anyone else on Berk, will ever forgive Spitelout for what he did to Snotlout. She will gladly say that the day he was exiled was the best day of her life and she will not be alone in the statement. Cruel, merciless, cold-blooded bastard deserved to be Blood-eagled if you ask Ruff and Tuff (probably Hiccup too, no one was more enraged than he was.)

(Ruff has never been afraid of Hiccup, except for once. He's far too lanky, too merciful, too kind, to be a scary guy. But that day, when Snotlout had lifted his tunic in the clubhouse and revealed the ivory scars that were striped across his back and chest, she'd taken a step back at the sight of the inferno that had kindled in his eyes, at the sudden look of mercilessness that had steeled his features, at the trembling fists clenched at his sides. He looked like a man ready to kill, like a man ready to burn then world to the ground, like a man ready to give it all up just for revenge. She was afraid of him that day. So, so afraid that she had nightmares about him for days afterwards.)

"I'll be a bit late, the lads won't mind," Eret says lowly, drawing Ruffnut from her walk-in memory-lane, and she feels her heart tug as he bows his head to press against Snotlout's, "I'll stay here. With you,"

Forehead touching, especially in Viking culture, is the tenderest way to touch the ones who mean dearest to you. Be it a lover, a blood-relative, a shield-brother, anyone who is buried deep in your heart. And here, in the shadows of an alley, hidden and quiet like a forbidden dream, two people hold each other. Soon, they will have to let go and isn't that the most heart-breaking thing? Letting go?

Her heart feels too big for her chest and she almost feels like a changed person by witnessing this, witnessing something she was never meant to see. Will love be like this for her too? Terribly tender and awfully soft? She doesn't know, Gods, she shouldn't be here.

Ruff tries to drag herself back but she's like a moth to a flame, unable to pull herself away from this blindingly beautiful display of love, so raw, so real. She never imaged Snotlout to fall so easily to soft caresses, but of course, he would. It is always our deepest wants that will bring us to our knees and all Snotlout has ever wanted is love, a gentle hand, a place to bury his heart.

They share a deep and long kiss. It makes her feel lonely and she doesn't know why. They part, breathing on each other's lips and holding each other tightly because they know, they know, they have to let go any moment. Their foreheads are still touching.

"Promise me," Snotlout whispers and she sees the silhouette of his Adam's apple bob as he swallows thickly, "promise me you'll come back. To me. Eret, promise you'll come ba-"

A quick but meaningful kiss quietens Snotlout's desperate pleas and Ruffnut has never heard him beg before, not like that, not like he's afraid that Ragnarök is about to fall upon them. Eret cradles Snotlout's face with his large hands. They are so close, they've almost become one shadow.

"I promise you, Snotlout," Eret vows, quiet but vehement, his lips brushing against Snotlout's, "I promise that I will come back to you,"

Another kiss is shared between them, sealing the oath that Eret has made and therefore making it unbreakable. Eret will return, he has to, and Ruff doesn't know what will happen if he doesn't. Something tragic, something unbearable to watch, something she can't allow to happen. She will not see Snotlout ruined again. So, she promises herself that if Eret does not return, she'll fly herself up to Valhalla, drag him back to Berk and the Gods best keep themselves to themselves and not get in the way of her mission, lest the know the true wrath of a Thorston woman.

"Come on, before Hiccup starts a search party," Snotlout says, voice stronger now that the promise of returning has been made, "Selkie's gonna want a proper goodbye too or she's gonna follow you the whole way,"

Eret nods in agreement and peeks his head out of the alleyway, looking up and down the street in search of any unwanted bystanders. In the sunlight, his eyes glitter amber and Ruffnut can make out his hand, large and golden, curled around Snotlout's.

"You sure you can handle her? I know that-"

"Gods, Eret, she's the timidest Thunderdrum I've ever seen! If I can handle Hookfang and a borderline psychotic Terror, among other things, then she's going to be a piece of cake," He reassures, almost sounding offended, and Eret chuckles softly as he gives Snotlout a fond look.

Ruff watches them step out from the alley into the sunlit street, hands no longer intertwined. She can make out the red flush on Snotlout's cheeks and the faint wetness beneath his eyes, which he wipes away hastily. The two of them share a look, secret and quiet, lips curled into gentle smiles, fingers twitching with the longing to touch. Then, as sudden as lightning, the tender-faces fall away and they leave, together but still somehow so far apart. They enter the real world not as lovers, but as friends, as a secret waiting to reveal itself.

For a few moments, she stays where she is, staring into the unlikely place of a secret lovers' farewell. Who knew that a place like this, small and dark, would hold such a tragic and beautiful moment? Ruffnut feels a mixture of emotions, the biggest one being happiness because bless the Gods, Snotlout has found love and if anyone deserves it, it's him.

At the after ceremony of Hiccup and Astrid's wedding a year back, a drunk Snotlout had suddenly embraced her tight and long and said; I'm gonna be alone forever, Ruffy, but that's okay, I got you guys, so... I not really alone. And being just as drunk as he was, she'd laughed and poured him another drink, dancing with him till the sun came to steal the night. She didn't remember what he said till a few days after and it had filled up with such a fierce and sudden sadness that Tuffnut had dragged her home, demanding an explanation for the terrible look in her eyes.

That's the thing with a twin like Tuff, the second her mood changes, he can sense it like a hunting dog catching the scent of blood. She can do it too, but Tuff has never been one to hide his true feelings while she, similar to Snotlout, would rather avoid the conflict of talking sentiments (even with Tuff). Her brother has to drag it out of her most times, corner her and say stupidly melancholic stuff like;

I can smell it, sister. You're sad.

Tuffnut is a curse and blessing all at once and she wouldn't have it any other way.

But anyway, she's overjoyed to see Snotlout in love and loved, but she's also anxious about it. Anxious in a way an older sibling is over a younger sibling when they start to dabble in dangerous things, in things that can get them hurt. And if love is anything, it's dangerous. If love can do anything, it can get you hurt.

Snotlout has been hurt enough. Snotlout has endured and lived through torture and torment, through betrayal and loss, through things she can't imagine surviving. She will not see him hurt again, not by Eret, not by love, not by anything. He doesn't deserve it.

The others will also share her feelings when they discover this secret love story, that she is sure of. Especially Hiccup, who in the past few years has become like an older brother to Snotlout (like the same way that Stoick has become a father to him, the same way Valka has become a mother to him). He takes his new sibling occupation very seriously and it is comical, the wiser brother and the reckless brother always at odds but always there to protect each other.

There's a headache brewing in her temple. Gods, she's been thinking and overthinking again.

It'll be fine, she reassures herself, stepping away from the alley and making towards the docks, the Gods wouldn't curse them all with more bad fortune, would they?

It's probably the most stupid question she's ever thought, in hindsight.

When she gets to the docks, it's jam-packed with dragons and Vikings alike, friends and family saying farewell to the crew and wishing them good fortune on their journey. The sky is clear and blue, perfect for sailing, and Ruff concludes that she wasn't the only one begging Thor to keep his storms to himself.

Immediately, her eyes are drawn to Tuffnut, dangling upside down from Belch's neck as he converses with a bemused Fishlegs. She's tempted to go over, but not yet, she has to do something first.

She quickly surveys the area, seeing one of the Berkian members of Eret's crew giving his vermilion Nadder a thorough farewell and a Northman kissing his Shield-maiden fiancé goodbye.

The Northmen, Eret included, were intrigued to see such wild and free women when they first came to Berk. Berkian women are hearty and frightening and hard to impress, daughters of wolves, bearers of warriors, the fiercest things on the battlefield.

So it had been a cultural shock to them, Eret had admitted one day, for their home only holds women who sew the clothes and make the food, who bear the children and tend to the house, who are quiet and timid and easily won over by a half-assed sonnet. Most marriages are arranged and many daughters are traded for land or gold, true love is a rarity to come by. Eret is proud of his home, but these are the parts he is ashamed of.

Astrid was the first woman Eret had ever seen to hold a weapon and he'd never met a woman as savage as Ruffnut before. Ruff will forever be proud that she was Eret's first taste of wildness.

There. She's found who she's looking for.

Eret kneels on one knee before Selkie, his beauty of Thunderdrum. She's orange like a sunset, pale and washed-out, with white flecks scattering her hide like parted clouds, matching her ivory belly, and Ruffnut has never seen a dragon with eyes that blue before. Selkie lets out an unhappy groan as she presses her face further into Eret's hand, eyes low in her grief as she listens to his whispers. Ruffnut can't make out what he's saying, but she's sure it's everything soft and reassuring.

Snotlout is close by, she notices, watching Eret with an open fondness. If Hiccup or Astrid walked by right now and took notice of the raw love in Snotlout's gaze, they would immediately know the truth. Clearly, she isn't the only one thinking this because Hookfang, stood beside his rider, nudges Snotlout with a warning hiss in the back of his throat. Never let it be said that Hookfang doesn't look out for Snotlout, he's ornery and easily distracted, but he makes up for it all with his loyalty.

Soon enough, the ship is ready and it's time to go. People gather along the docks and make their last hurried farewells. The drums begin and the chants of fortune echo across the waters, there's an intoxicating atmosphere permeating the air. Ruffnut hurries through the crowd, easily shoving unmoving folk to the deck in her haste because she has yet to speak with Eret. He's shaking hands with Chief Stoick and is about to go up the gang walk when she suddenly lunges herself at him.

"Ruffnut!" He gasps, surprised and clearly a bit uncomfortable, but he'll have to deal with her for the moment, "Thought you weren't going to- uh- show,"

"Course I was, idiot, and anyways-" She leans her head close to his ear and wraps a hand around his bicep, digging her sharp nails into his flesh threateningly as she whispers, "-I have to remind you to keep to that promise, Eret, son of Eret, I'm not going to have Snotlout hurt again. I was robbed of my revenge last time, I won't be again,"

When she pulls back, she flashes him a smile with too many teeth and bats her lashes with an intimidating gleam in her eyes. She's given this look to men who are now dead and it is Eret's choice if he wishes to be added to that mass grave. Eret stares back at her with shocked eyes, cheeks slightly red, and he clenches his jaw as he swallows thickly, rubbing a hand over the raised welts on his bicep. The drums echo across the water and the chanting voices chase after in earnest. After a bewildering moment, Eret gives her an awkward but thankful smile and nods his head in understanding.

"I'll keep that in mind," He says and all the tension in his muscles seem to slip away as Ruffnut softens her menacing gaze on him, clapping him boisterously on the already injured shoulder.

"Atta boy," She cackles, shoving him up the gang walk as she calls after him, a throaty laugh colouring her words, "You better be back in two weeks, you son of an Eret, or I'm coming after you!"

To her delight, she hears him laugh back at her.

The ship finally departs from the dock, sail high and proud as its pushed by the encouraging wind and the waves part smoothly as the bow cuts through the water, sure and steady. Some of the crew hang off the ratlines, saying goodbye to Berk (for now), and Eret stands, tall and almost warrior-like, on the stern. The salt-touched wind carries his dark hair and the sun reflects off his dark eyes, they glitter with a sadness that Ruffnut wouldn't have noticed if she didn't know the things she knew. His smile is melancholic, Gods, he already looks homesick. He's looking at someone and she already knows who.

Turning to look at Snotlout, she can see that his hands are balled up into white-knuckled fists, that his smile is forced and pained, that his eyes shimmer with tears.

Snotlout has always hated goodbyes. Especially ones that aren't supposed to last. Because they always do.

#eretlout #Snotlout Jorgenson #snotlout whump #httyd fanfiction #httyd #eret son of eret #oh god this is a lot #i have so much planned for this fic

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ephyla · 4 years ago

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Boss Lady

Hey guys, I hope you had an amazing Christmas!

This story was inspired by a post I saw a couple of months ago on a subreddit called MaliciousCompliance. I immediately thought that this is something that Hiccup and Astrid would totally do and just hoped I would be inspired to write it at some point. Well, today is that day, so enjoy!!

Summary:

MODERN AU

Her boss’s insistence on changing her dress code leaves her in a fit of rage. Good thing that she has an amazing boyfriend to help her maliciously comply to his stupid requirements.

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‘I’m sorry, what?’

‘I’m just saying that it would be more appropriate if you dressed more like a professional.’

Astrid was internally fuming, but she tried to keep her cool in his office.

‘And what do you mean by ‘professional’ exactly?’ The young woman asked, her teeth grinding.

‘You know, dresses, heels, skirts.’ Her boss replied nonchalantly.

‘With all due respect, why am I the only one you approached with this request?’ If murder was legal, she would have skinned him alive a long time ago.

‘Because they’re not my assistant.’

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Hiccup was preparing dinner when he heard the door slam brutally. He turned the heat off and placed the pan on a cool surface. His girlfriend, in a fit of rage, was struggling to untie her shoelaces as he walked into the living room.

‘Bad day at work?’ Astrid just grumbled. ‘Who was it this time, Thuggory? Lars?’

‘My obnoxious boss.’

‘Ah.. Should’ve guessed it. Why did he call you in his office this time? Your shoulders were distracting him? Did you show your ankles again?’ Her boyfriend dramatically gasped.

Astrid worked in a small company where the employees were not required to dress professionally since they’re not facing any customers. There’s still the A/C turned on full blast, so it wasn’t like Astrid was showing a lot of skin to begin with, not that it mattered. But her dirty old boss thought it would be appropriate to point out her attire on an almost daily basis. She quickly got tired of it and decided to have part of her closet dedicated to unflattering clothes so she could avoid being grossly objectified by her superior. Today, however, he crossed a line.

‘That pig decided that I should be wearing ‘corporate clothing since I’m his assistant’ while the others are free to wear jeans and t-shirts.’ Astrid fumed as she violently threw her bag on the sofa and stomped toward the bathroom to take shower. Not having the time to reply, Hiccup simply walked back to the kitchen to finish the cooking.

When Astrid came back, she seemed to have cooled off a bit. They sat at the table as they ate their dinner.

‘You know my dad would hire you if I asked him. You’re smart, focused and hardworking. He would love to have you as an employee. And he loves you. Sometimes I wonder if I’m even his son seeing how much he dotes on you.’ Hiccup laughs. A small smile formed on his girlfriend’s face. ‘You know he loves you to death. I’m not the one that’s getting my ribs crushed every time he hugs me because he missed me. Besides, I don’t think it’s fair for me to suddenly be hired on the spot by your father just because I’m dating you. Some more qualified people might need it more than me. I already have a decent paying job, it’s just that I hate the people I’m working with.’

‘I know, I know. But it’s also not fair for you to endure all this just for your boss’s sick pleasure. You’re not paid to be his eye-candy. You’re paid to be his assistant, and right now he clearly is trying to force you to make his disgusting fantasies a reality. Just please, think about it, alright?’ Astrid looked away, but Hiccup scooted his chair closer and caressed her cheek, making her face him again. Her frown still visible. ‘I’ve noticed you know.’ He stated.

‘Noticed what?’

‘You’ve been stressed a lot since you got this job. You barely eat or get a decent night of sleep anymore’ Hiccup traced the dark bags under her eyes. ‘You always seem irritated by something’ He brought a hand to her hand on his sleeve, trying to relax her death grip. She released him and he grabbed her hand, holding it to his chest. ‘You barely have the time for your friends and family. If we didn’t live together, I probably wouldn’t have seen much of you either. I worry about you. I miss you’ Astrid looked away again.

‘I’m sorry, I didn’t realize th-‘

‘It’s not your fault babe. What I’m trying to say is, maybe it’s time for you to be a bit selfish. You’ve worked so hard to get where you’re at, and your accomplishments are not being acknowledged because your boss is only thinking with his dick. You deserve so much better than this. Please accept my help. Not only will the job my dad offer you will be more high paying, but also less stressful. Well, as stress less it can get with Snot and the twins.’ The pair laughed. ‘But most importantly, you’ll also be working with me.’

‘Now that last part seems very tempting.’ Astrid smiles. Working with Stoick and Hiccup definitely sounds much better than being stuck with her current job.

‘Well I sure hope so! I would take serious offence if you told me you’d rather work with that sleezy old man over me!’ Her boyfriend replies while laughing. ‘But in all seriousness, I’ll talk to my dad, I know he’ll be more than thrilled to help you. If by some thorsaken reason he refuses, then I’ll help. I mean you’ve been by my side for the longest time. You stood by me when I lost my leg and had to learn how to walk again.’ He stomps his prosthetic on the floor to prove his point. ‘It’s really the least I can do.’ Astrid sighed.

‘Alright, just this time, I’ll let you help me. Because I really can’t stand working in the hellhole anymore.’ Hiccup beams and raises the hand he’s holding to his lip, kissing her palm. ‘Great! I’ll call dad now and will let you know as soon as I’m sure you got the job. Then you can finally send your two weeks notice letter.’

‘Already written since the end of my first week on the job. For now, I just have to worry about this dumb new dress code made specifically for me.’ Astrid rolled her eyes.

‘I think I might have an idea. Let’s go to the mall this weekend.’ Astrid saw Hiccup struggling to hide a mischievous grin as he got up and walked to the bedroom to pick up his charging phone.

***

‘Hiccup, you’re missing a leg, not your sight, this is very obviously not my size.’

‘Exactly, it’s perfect, I’ll lend you one of my belts so you can keep these up.’ The piece of clothing in question were a pair brown dress pants in the size M from the men’s section. ‘Now let’s check if they have a matching blazer. I’ll also lend you my dress shirts since they’re not the main focus.’ Hiccup picked out a matching blazer in the same size and held it out to Astrid. ‘Actually, let’s find you a dress shirt so we can see how the whole outfit looks like when you go try it.’ Astrid followed Hiccup as he walked towards the shirts and picked one out.

‘Go try this first, I’ll go find a few other outfits you can try.’ He shoos Astrid to the changing rooms.

‘First outfit?’

‘I mean if you want to wear only one outfit every single day until you leave that place, that’s your choice. But it would be wiser if you had a few spares’ He replied sarcastically. Astrid scoffed and left to change.

Hiccup took his time finding a few other oversized outfits for his girlfriend. Once he was satisfied with his choice, he walked towards the changing rooms.

‘Astrid?’ He called out.

‘In here’ She replied from the very end of the corridor. ‘Honestly, I hate the outfit, but this is a great idea.’ Astrid pulled the curtains aside and dramatically posed. His bewildered expression made her laugh.

‘Well, what do you think?’ Hiccup quickly recovered from the initial shock. ‘In all honesty, terrible, but at the same time you seem to be able to pull it off.’ Astrid twirled around.

‘I think if I styled it a bit and asked Heather to sew a few things, because we all know I can’t sew to save my life, it could become a nice outfit. At least we’re not wasting money. She said as she rolled up her sleeves.

‘That’s a pretty good idea.’ Hiccup grins. ‘Is it weird that I want you to bend me over a table and call you ‘Sir’ or ‘Daddy’?’

‘Eh, maybe. I’m used to you being weird though.’ Astrid laughs. ‘But please don’t call me that, it creeps me out.’

‘Roger that. Here, I got you some other outfits. I don’t think you need dress shoes, that might be too much. You can use your pair of loafers.’ Her boyfriend handed her the clothes and went to take a seat while she tried the rest of the clothing.

***

Astrid closed the door behind her. More gently than last time indicating her much better mood. Hiccup’s head popped out of their bedroom’s doorway. He smiled when he saw her good mood and walked towards her and kissed her.

‘I assume things went well?’

‘You should’ve seen the look on his dumb face! I spent the entire day trying not to laugh!’ She rejoiced as she circled her arm around his neck. They swayed for a couple of seconds before ungraciously landing on the sofa. ‘He couldn’t really say anything, because technically, I did what he asked for. I dressed professionally. I just decided to ignore his suggestions about wearing a dress or heels. I mean, who does he think he is, my stylist?’ Her boyfriend laughed and hugged her.

‘I wish I was there to see it all. But I’m happy it worked out for you.’

‘It’s all thanks to you. Things would have gotten way worse if you didn’t have this idea. I most likely would have shoved my heel down his throat or something, probably getting myself fired in the process. Then again that’s not such a bad outcome.’ Astrid rambled.

‘What can I say, I am pretty amazi- Ow!’ He cried as Astrid lightly punched him in the shoulder. He sulked as he held on said shoulder. ‘Whyy?’

‘I could see your ego poking its head out of your oversized mop of hair of yours.’

‘Harhar, if it’s not the leg jokes then it’s got to be the hair jokes. I should’ve seen that one coming.’ He mumbled that last part. Astrid smiled and kissed him.

‘But you’re right, you really are amazing. You’re the best.’

***

I’m normally not a big fan of Modern AUs, so I kind of struggled writing this one. Either way, hope you liked it!

Happy New Year!!

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