#hiccstridweek2017

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Hiccstrid Week 2017

Day 1 - Favorite canon Hiccstrid shipper I pick Stoick, of course!! c:

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Hiccstrid Week 2017 - Day 7: Future Hiccstrid

They’ve been perfect, they are perfect now, and I hope they’ll continue to be perfect in the future.

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Hiccstrid Week 2017 - Day 1 Favorite canon Hiccstrid shipper: Stoick

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Hiccstrid Week 2017: Day 6 [Free Day]: Supporting, Protecting, Helping

When they support, protect or help each other

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Seeing Hiccstrid in the first movie:

Oh they’re cute!

Watching HTTYD2:

I WANT THEM MARRIED.

Me, writing post-HTTYD2 fanfic about them:

And then, when RTTE was announced:

Yeah! More Hiccstrid!

And discovered that they’re not a couple yet:

What the f****?

Me, going write fanfic about them becoming a couple:

And then, RTTE Season 4 came:

Me, now writing fanfic about them as a couple, waiting for RTTE Season 5:

Day 2 - The moment you started shipping them: My shipper’s life

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Hiccstrid Week 2017!!!  Day 5 : Favorite Hiccstrid Moment [hugs on a flight]   - Okay, you’ve gotta hold on tighter.   - Sorry.  - No, don’t apologize. Truth is, obviously, I’m glad you’re here.  Yes, it was and in first movie, but there it was just romantic. Here it’s really cute. This is what it once was. Hiccup knows it. And we’re know it with him.  Of course we have a lot of similar moments wich I could choose, but that;s what brings us back to the beginning. 

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Day 3 - Favorite Hiccstrid kiss 

My favorite Hiccstrid kiss is definitely this one. :) The way that Hiccup just grabs her without a second thought and pulls her in for a kiss... it’s just so PURE. More pure than a regular married couple would kiss, even. :D

And the way that they look at each other when they’re done kissing... it’s just so full of love and happiness that it makes ME what to smile too! :D :D :D

[animalsarepeople2]

  Day 1 - Favorite canon Hiccstrid shipper: VIggo.

Hands down. It’s him.

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Hiccstrid Week 2017

Day 7 - Future Hiccstrid Have a second drawing for today! :)

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Hiccstrid Week 2017 - Day 2 The moment you started shipping them: From the very beginning.

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Hiccstrid Week 2017 - Day 6 Free Day

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Whoop! Happy Hiccstrid Week

It’s actually Tuesday where I am, but I’ve had such a hectic week I didn’t get a chance to write anything until today. I’m going to attempt to write something for day 2 later on. We’ll see how this goes.

Day 1 - Favorite canon Hiccstrid shipper

Look, I know it’s been done, but come on, Stoick is the ultimate canon Hiccstrid shipper. And I love him and I love how happy he is for his boy and I love writing Hiccup being embarrassed by his dad (because that’s what dads do).

So enjoy!

 “So…” Stoick stomped into the room, settling down in his chair opposite his son. He’d had something on his mind all day, but getting his son alone was a challenge on the best of days.

“So?” Hiccup was bent over the table, working on an addition to the dragon stables. He didn’t even look up from his work as his father sat down.

“So… “ Stoick hesitated, searching for the right words. “I hear you have some news.”

“Hmm?” Hiccup looked up at his dad, finally tuning in to the conversation.

Stoick waited, hands clasped.

“Uh?” Hiccup tapped his pencil against the table, completely lost.

His dad sighed and tried again. “So… you and Astrid huh?”

Hiccup’s face blanched as he attempted to keep his expression neutral.

“Uh, what?” His eyes flicked up as he tried to think of a convincing lie. “There’s… nothing… I…”

“Really?” Stoick’s bushy brows rose. “What I saw this morning was not ‘nothing’.” He chuckled at his son’s panicked expression. “I can’t believe you kept this from me.”

“Oh Gods. You saw-“ Hiccup ran his charcoal smudged fingers through his hair. “It’s just. Dad… It’s still so new and…” He hung his head. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry?” Stoick’s booming laugh echoed through the open area. “What’s there to be sorry about? This is fantastic!” He moved forward to cheerfully smack his son on the back. Hiccup made a small noise as he was almost knocked off his seat.  “You’ve been in love with that girl since you were ten.”

Hiccup flushed bright red.

“So,” Stoick scooted forward on his chair. “When did this happen?” His hands were braced on his knees, the very image of attentive father, waiting for details.

“Uh,” Hiccup turned slightly in his seat to face his dad. “Do we really have to talk about this?” He asked awkwardly. “Like, right now?”

Stoick scratched at his chin thoughtfully. “Hiccup,” he said. “You’re a man now-”

“Oh Gods no.” Hiccup smacked his palm to his forehead, eyes closed in embarrassment.

“And there are certain… responsibilities-” Stoick continued unperturbed.

“Please stop.” Both hands had come up to cover Hiccup’s face.

Stoick hesitated. “What’s wrong son?”

Hiccup peeked between his fingers. “I really don’t need this conversation from you Dad.” He let his hands fall. “I’m almost twenty!”

“All the more reason!” Stoick ignored his son’s pained expression, too caught up in his own excitement. “One day you will be chief-“

“Not this again.”

“You will need someone strong by your side.” Stoick was practically beaming. “And Astrid! I couldn’t imagine anyone better! You know, I always hoped this would happen!” He settled back in his chair once more.

Hiccup wanted to curl up and disappear. This was it. He was going to die of embarrassment. Nothing could possibly be worse than this.

“We should meet with her father.”

He was wrong. This was worse. This was definitely worse.

“What?” Hiccup leapt to his feet. “Oh my Gods, dad, no. Please.” He started to pace in front of the fire.

“Why not?” Stoick asked. “This is perfect!”

“Why not?” Hiccup threw his hands up. “Because we’ve only been dating for two months. I think that’s perhaps a little soon for a…” he gulped. “Marriage proposal.”

“It’s never too soon,” Stoick countered. “Oh, there’s so much to do! There are negotiations and contracts to draw up-”

“I can’t do this right now.” Hiccup turned to Toothless who’d been lounging on the floor watching the entire exchange. The dragon perked up, standing and stretching.

“But son, we’ve got so much to talk about.” Stoick was on his feet too.

Hiccup was rushing for the door. “No. Nope. Not happening.” He stepped aside to let Toothless dash through the doorway, before following his dragon out into the night.

“Hiccup!”

The words were muffled by the closed door. Hiccup quickly mounted Toothless and took off. He needed to clear his head after that. He was never going to live this down.

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Day 1 - Favorite canon Hiccstrid shipper: Heather

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Day 2 - The moment you started shipping [Hiccstrid]

You: But, wait, the-

Me: HICCSTRID!!

You: -characters haven't even-

Me: HICCSTRID!!

You: -been introduced-

Me: HICCSTRID!!!!!!!!

You: -yet.

Me: HICCSTRID, HICCSTRID, HICCSTRID... HICCSTRIDDDDD!!! *giggles uncontrollably*

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Day 4 - Favorite cast reaction to Hiccstrid

“Whoa! Take it easy, Hiccstrid!”

My favorite reaction would have to be... Snotlout! Even before Hiccstrid was a couple, he still called them by their ship name. :D And I have a feeling that in Season 5, he might turn out to be VERY supportive of Hiccup and Astrid’s relationship! (*crosses fingers really hard* :D) As long as his dad doesn’t say something stupid and get Snotlout to try to win Astrid over again.... yep, knowing DreamWorks, that’ll probably happen. :(

But HOPEFULLY, we’ll get more of these Snotlout reactions soon! :D

[vivi-ntvg]

Stay

A/N: A little contribution for Hiccstrid week. It’s day 6 already here, so... (I guess this could be considered future Hiccstrid, but since it’s right after HTTYD2 I don’t know if it counts).

“Thank you for the help, Chief!”

“No problem, Hoark!” Hiccup smiled at the man and waved back as he started the walk home. Night had long since fallen, and Toothless looked up at the stars longingly.

“I know, bud”, Hiccup said. “I’m sorry we didn’t get to go flying today. We’ll go tomorrow first thing, all right?” His dragon warbled. He smiled and rubbed his head.

Once he got to his house, he closed the door and allowed himself to breathe a sigh of relief. He hadn’t done half of what he’d planned to today, but a fight had broken out in Hoark’s household and he’d spent most of the afternoon trying to placate both sides of his family. Being Vikings, this wasn’t exactly an easy task, and it had taken a lot of effort on his part to avoid an all-out brawl. (Some punches were thrown, of course; that was inevitable.) While he was glad that he’d resolved the conflict in the end, it also meant tomorrow would be a busy day.

But that could wait. For now, he went over to the hearth and gathered everything for a simple stew. He was glad his mother hadn’t tried to cook him dinner; the last time she did, not even Toothless could stomach her overcooked fish, and that was saying something.

He was just finishing when Valka walked in.

“Hello, Hiccup.”

“Hi, mum” he smiled as she sat down with him. “Where were you?”

“I was helping Gobber out with some dragons.” She went to get herself some stew. “What about you? I heard something about a conflict in Hoark’s house.”

“Yeah, you have no idea.”

Hiccup told Valka about his day while she ate, and once she was done, he said he was turning in for the night. “I need to sleep.”

“Of course”, she smiled. “Good night, Hiccup.”

“Good night, Mum.”

He went upstairs to his room, Toothless following. He’d just closed the door when a voice spoke behind him, making him jump.

“Your room is a mess.”

Hiccup smiled and turned around. “Okay, first of all, don’t sneak up on me like that.”

Astrid grinned. “I like to keep you on your toes. The element of surprise, remember?”

“Yeah. On our enemies. Not me. Also, who cares what my room looks like? Nobody ever sees it.”

The blonde’s eyebrows raised. “Oh? I’m nobody?”

“Allow me to rephrase that: nobody should ever see it, not for now.”

“Well, then, if you don’t want me here, I’ll leave.” Frowning in mock-offense, she turned to the window. Hiccup laughed and, stepping forward, grabbed her arm.

“Come here, you.” He pulled her towards him and kissed her. She responded in kind, and he cleared his mind of everything but the sweet feeling of her lips against his. They remained like that for a few moments.

“You were pretty busy today, weren’t you?” Astrid asked, her forehead resting on his. He sighed.

“Yeah. Keeping the peace is hard. I don’t know how...” he swallowed. “How Dad managed it.”

Astrid pulled back enough to look at him. They’d had this conversation often enough since the battle with Drago. Everything that he wished he’d done differently. Everything that he would’ve needed to ask his father about. Everything that he was struggling with. He’d rant, and Astrid would listen. Occasionally she’d comment or give advice, but most of the time she just lent him her ear. And when he was dwelling too much over what he couldn’t change, she’d cut him off.

Sometimes she’d kiss him. Sometimes, things would escalate, although they always stopped before they went too far. Other times, they would simply lie on his bed, Astrid running her hands through his hair, talking about this and that until Hiccup drifted off to sleep. If Hiccup was feeling particularly down, Toothless would join them, wrapping his body around both of them and lending his silent support.

Hiccup felt like he could never repay Astrid everything she’d done for him. She had taken over the dragon training, since he couldn’t do it, and was almost as busy as him. He made sure to set aside some time every day for her, even if it was only five minutes, and ask how everything was going. He wasn’t the only one with problems, he knew, and hers were just as important as his. He didn’t want her to believe he thought otherwise.

“Hiccup”, Astrid said, and he realised he’d zoned out. “Come.”

She brought him to the bed and made him sit down. When she began pulling at the straps of his flight suit, he blushed.

“Astrid, I don’t think-”

“Shh. Trust me.” She yanked down the top half of his suit, leaving his shoulders exposed, but the rest of him covered. Contrary to what he was expecting, she didn’t side beside him, but behind.

“Astrid, what-”

“Don’t turn around.”

He obeyed, and soon Astrid’s fingers were on his shoulders, moving them in circles. She found a knot and worked it loose. Hiccup felt the tension he’d accumulated during the day flow out, like water.

“Is that good?” she asked softly.

“Yeah”, he managed. “Don’t stop.”

He heard the smile in her voice. “Wasn’t planning to.”

Now that the first knot was gone, she moved on to the next one, and then to the back of his neck. He wondered if he’d died suddenly and gone to Valhalla. Astrid’s fingers were magic.

Once she was done, she got up from the bed, and he fell back into it, boneless. Toothless, who’d been curled up in his spot, raised his head and looked at him curiously.

“Thanks”, he smiled. He didn’t say anything else, but he was pretty sure it was clear in his face what he thought of Astrid’s work.

“You’re welcome”, she grinned. He saw her go towards the window and stretched his hand out to her.

“What?” she asked when she noticed.

“Don’t go”, he pleaded. “Stay.”

She hesitated. “Just for a while”, she agreed, as she lay down next to him. “Wouldn’t want Valka to come up in the middle of the night.”

“True”, he replied, lacing his fingers with hers.

Nobody knew that Astrid spent a lot of time in his bedroom, and he planned to keep it that way. Even though she never actually stayed the night, and they had never done anything too scandalous, if word of it were to get out... it would be disastrous for Astrid’s reputation. So they always kept these little meetings short.

The fingers of her free hand were soon in his hair, treading, and he knew it would only be a matter of time before he passed out. Eventually, Astrid got up.

“Stay”, he said again, sleepiness clouding his judgement.

She smiled, shaking her head. “I’d love to, but you know I can’t.” She climbed the window sill and looked back at him. “Good night, Hiccup.”

He was too slow to reply, and by the time he did, she was gone.

“Night.” He reached under his pillow and pulled out the rings he’d been working on in secret. It was dark now, but they still reflected a bit of moonlight.

“Stay”, he whispered to himself. “Stay with me. Forever.”