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withering-daylight · 22 days ago

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INNOCENT TEASING | HICCUP HADDOCK x FEM!READER

Summery: one thing about dating the Chief of Berk was that he was always busy, and no matter how much you two wanted to have your intimate moments, they always got interrupted by people who needed Hiccup’s help on something. So, during a meeting, you decide to tease Hiccup under the table.

Timeline: 2-3 movie

Warnings: smut, explicit content, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, fingering

Word count: 2k

I haven’t written any smut in a while so I’m hoping this is up to everyone’s standards 🙏 if there are any typos I’ve missed I’m sorry for that as well.

You adored your boyfriend, Hiccup Haddock III, the Chief of Berk. Loved him to no bounds even! But… when you’re dating a chief, they are going to be busy—very busy.

Yet, Hiccup always found a way to turn you on. Whether it was how he listened to others during meetings, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration, thinking about how to solve whatever problem was brought to him. Or, if it was something as simple as putting an arm around your waist and pulling you close to him, leaning close to your neck and pressing a kiss or two on it.

The same went vice versa when it came to you. You had a good figure, and anything you did—like throwing a spear at a training dummy—just made him want to throw you over his shoulder and take you straight to bed to devour you completely.

Those intimate moments don’t happen often now, not when the people of Berk constantly need his help. Even if it’s the middle of the night and Hiccup has you bent over a desk, his throbbing cock thrusting in and out of your soaking cunt with desire and (rather desperate) need, somehow a random Viking will be knocking on the front door of the chief’s hut, needing Hiccup’s help for something stupid!

Okay, maybe it wasn’t all stupid—but usually it was for something stupid. Of course, Hiccup can’t just ignore a citizen of his tribe, so he reluctantly pulled away from you, kissing your forehead.

“I’ll be back, love.” He’d whisper to you, using his thumbs to wipe tears of pleasure from your cheeks. He’d fix himself up, put on some clothes, and go to the door to talk to the citizen. All the while making sure he looked like he just woke up, even when you and he knew that couldn’t be even slightly near the truth!

Then, by the time Hiccup would come back inside, you’d be asleep under the warm fur blankets that adorned the bed you two shared. Certainly too tired to clean yourself up, you were simply wrapped in the familiar comfort of peace inside your home. He would smile, joining you under the blankets and holding you close.

Those nightly interruptions from Vikings didn’t happen just one time. It was a regular occurrence, happening almost every night. You couldn’t even kiss Hiccup without someone in distress needing him.

Hiccup was the chief of Berk, so it was expected he’d be busy. All you wanted was just to be able to have your alone time with him, and he wanted the same.

One thing was for certain: you never stopped teasing him. Especially during meetings.

Like this current meeting in the Great Hall about trading and imports. You were sitting next to Hiccup with your head propped up on your left hand. You weren’t listening to what was being said, instead indirectly staring at Hiccup the entire time. He didn’t notice, heavily involved in the conversation at hand. With that same concentrated look on his face that always made you want him more than you already did.

You began to bite the inside of your lip, thinking of all the things you wanted to indulge in with him, that is, if it weren’t for the constant meetings. Your gaze shifted to the other people sitting around the large table, mainly high-up merchants from other tribes seeking a trade compromise. Perhaps wanting to sell their imports for higher. Seeing as they weren’t paying attention to you, you took this as your chance.

Slowly, you moved your right hand under the table, placing it on the inside of Hiccup’s left thigh. You squeezed his thigh with your hand, not hard, but definitely not gently. You were still looking at him, trying to see if his expression would change. All you got, though, was him glancing at you with a confused raise of an eyebrow.

You smiled innocently, but even with that innocent smile you portrayed, you both knew that your intentions were far from innocent. As your hand was inching closer to his crotch.

You really had no shame, but where was the shame if no one was paying attention anyway? All the merchants were focused on trying to convince Hiccup to let them import the goods the merchants had to offer; anything outside their purpose didn’t matter, nor did they seemingly care enough to notice what was happening under the wooden table.

Hiccup felt your hand drift closer up, a faint pink hue of a flush welcoming itself onto his cheeks. He gave you a warning look, but all you did was move your hand to the waistband of his pants, all the while that same innocent smile was gracing your lips. Though, that smile became mocking as the seconds continued.

Just before you could slide your hand under Hiccup’s waistband, he grabbed your hand and moved it back on his thigh. He looked at the merchants and cleared his throat, effectively putting a stop to their conversation.

“Look, we’re running out of time, and I have some more matters to attend to. We’ll continue this discussion tomorrow.” He said firmly, standing up and guiding you to stand up as well. Before the merchants could attempt to get words out, Hiccup had already begun leading you out of the Great Hall and back to the hut you two resided in.

Your teasing definitely worked, judging by the bulge in his pants.

The moment he shut the door to you guys’ hut, he locked the door and turned around fully to face you.

“You could’ve waited till after the meeting to tease me.” Hiccup said with a glare, though the glare seemed more on the playful side.

“Couldn’t help it.” You replied simply with a shrug. Then, taking long strides towards Hiccup, stopping in front of him. “How would I know I’d even have time to even talk to you after the meeting? I just happened to take my chances, and look where they got me. Clever thinking on my part.” You finished with a laugh, clearly amused about the whole situation.

Hiccup didn’t even reply, instead sneaking an arm around your waist and pulling you close so your bodies were pressed against each other. His right hand crept up and found its place on your left cheek. Without a moment to waste, he leaned in and pressed his lips against yours in a passionate kiss.

His lips against yours were heavenly. While they were slightly chapped, they were warm and utterly perfect. You could feel the soft tickle of his breath beneath your nose, how his tongue slid against your bottom lip in a request for more. You agreed and let your own lips part slightly, allowing his tongue to slip inside.

The arm that was around your waist slid lower to your ass, grazing the curve of your butt before squeezing just enough for a gasp to unfurl from you, a soft moan following quickly after.

You could feel your cheeks heat up as this continued for a few more seconds before he pulled away with only a thin string of saliva connecting your lips. Your chest was heaving, and you swore you could hear both of your heartbeats combined.

“Bed?” Hiccup asked, staring down at you with a knowing grin tugging on his lips. His eyes held so much love for you. Not the type that could be described in love ballads, but the type of love that was real—genuine.

“Bed.” You responded with a grin of your own. You felt truly alive, just able to be with him and have a proper moment after who knows how long.

Hiccup nodded. “Now come on, I need to take those clothes off you.” He insisted, squeezing your ass once more. You jumped a bit, swatting his hand away.

“I’m going, I’m going. See?” You said, gesturing to how you were now walking at a brisk pace to reach the bedroom.

“I see.” He answered, walking next to you and shutting the bedroom door behind him. You sat on the edge of the bed, taking off your shoes and socks before lying down against the comfortable mattress. Hiccup put his hands on either side of your shoulders, leaning in once more for another kiss.

Except during this kiss, he’s slowly undressing you, throwing your clothes and having them land onto the floor, exposing your bare skin to the cool air. His lips detach from your lips, now going to your neck and nipping the skin right under your jaw, each nip being soothed with a few flicks of his tongue. You open your mouth to let short moans slip out, your fingers in the meantime fiddling with his clothing and taking them off his body, discarding them quickly to the floor next to your own clothes.

With your hands now resting on Hiccup’s shoulders, you felt his kisses go lower and make noticeable hickeys on your collarbone and shoulders, but at least your clothing will definitely hide those afterwards.

Your sweet moans were captivating and just so beautiful to him, enticing him to continue with his actions and go further.

“Can I finger you, dear?” Hiccup asked while his voice was muffled against your skin, as his lips were right against your collarbone. He was peering up at your flushed face through his lashes, waiting patiently for your answer. He didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, not when he was finally able to give you the pleasure you deserved.

“Please…” You whispered, blinking slowly and moving one of your hands off his shoulder and up to his thick, mahogany-colored hair. Your fingers began to card through his hair, your eyes now staying open as you admired every freckle, eyelash, hair, and scar on his face.

“Okay, tell me if it becomes too much.” He whispered reassuringly, letting his left hand map every curve of your body while he lowered it to your clit and gently inserted a finger into your vagina. He slowly pumped in and out, letting your heat get used to the feeling before, after a few minutes, adding a second finger. Hiccup curled both fingers inside your walls, hitting your g-spot perfectly.

You gasped and threw your head back, moaning increasingly louder as he continued to stimulate that same spot for a few more seconds before uncurling his fingers and pulling them out.

“Hiccup…!” You whined with a disappointed moan, panting heavily while moving your head back to look at him. Hiccup laughed softly, raising his head to kiss your cheek.

“Don’t whine; I’ll make sure your needs are taken care of.” He reassured, lining up his hard cock to your stretched opening, penetrating you fully while your body adjusted to accommodate him.

His hands find their way to your hips and hold you in place. He moves inside you, slow and steady, before, after a few minutes, starting to speed up his pace and hitting your core with each thrust.

Your hands clutch his shoulders tighter, nails digging into the skin, while each thrust equally makes you both get closer to the edge. Hiccup’s head lowered to your ear, his hot breath fanning against the shell of your ear. A shiver went down your spine, letting a soft whimper leave your lips.

“Have I told you how beautiful you are? How perfect you are?” He asked lovingly, his movements getting stronger and quicker. You nodded, opening your eyes slowly.

“A couple of times.” You finally manage to say, shaking as you reach orgasm, letting the feeling wash over you entirely. Hiccup reached his own orgasm a few seconds later, collapsing beside you on the bed and wrapping his arms around you before resting his head on your shoulder. You were calming your breathing, leaning your head against Hiccup’s, and closing your eyes.

“Can we do that more often?” You asked, hugging him closer and grabbing a blanket to put over you both. Hiccup laughs, kissing your shoulder.

“We can try to.” He said with a nod, grabbing another blanket so both you and he can be warm and comfortable. He closed his own eyes, holding you securely against him.

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local-dragon-haunt · 1 year ago

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hey! i’m an artist and i was wondering what about the httyd crossover art made it obviously AI. i’m trying to get better at recognizing AI versus real art and i totally would have just not clocked that.

Hey! This is TOTALLY okay to not have recognized it, because I DIDN'T AT FIRST, EITHER. Unfortunately there’s no real foolproof way to distinguish real art from the fake stuff. However I have noticed a general rule of thumb while browsing these last few months.

So this is the AI generated image I used as inspiration. I will not be tagging the account that posted it because I do not condone bullying of any type, but it’s important to mention that this was part of a set of images:

This is important because one of the BIGGEST things you can use to your advantage is context clues. This is the thing that clued me in: right off the bat we can see that there is NO consistency between these three images. The art style and outfits change with every generated image. They're vaguely related (I.E. characters that resemble the Big Four are on some sort of adventure?) and that's about it. Going to the account in question proved that all they posted were AI generated images. All of which have many red flags, but for clarity's sake we'll stick with the one that I used.

The first thing that caught my eye was this???? Amorphous Blob in the background. Which is obviously supposed to be knights or a dragon or something.

Again, context clues come into play here. Artists will draw everything With A Purpose. And if what they're drawing is fanart, you are going to recognize most of what you see in the image. Even if there are mistakes.

In the context of this image, it looks like the Four are supposed to be running from these people. The thing that drew my attention to it was the fact that I Didn't Recognize The Villains, and this is because there is nothing to recognize. These shapes aren't Drago, or Grimmel, or Pitch, or any other villain we usually associate with ROTBTD. They're just Amorphous Blobs that are vaguely villain shaped.

Which brings me to my second point:

Do you see the way they're standing? There is no purpose to this. It throws the entire image off. Your eye is drawn to the Amorphous Villain Blobs in the background, and these characters are not reacting to them one bit.

Now I'm not saying that all images have to have a story behind them, but if this were created by a person, it clearly would have had one. Our group here is not telling a story, they are posing.

This is because the AI does not see the image as a whole, but as two separate components: the setting, and the description of the characters that the prompter dictates. I.E. "Merida from Brave, Jack Frost from ROTG, Rapunzel from Tangled, and Hiccup from HTTYD standing next to each other"

Now obviously the most pressing part of this prompt are the characters themselves. So the AI prioritizes that and tries to spit out something that WE recognize as "Merida from Brave, Jack Frost from ROTG, Rapunzel from Tangled, and Hiccup from HTTYD standing next to each other".

This, more times than not, is going to end up with this stagnant posing. Because AI cannot create, it can only emulate. And even then, it still can't do it right. Case in point:

This is not Hiccup. The AI totally thinks this is Eugene Fitzherbert. Look at the pose. The facial structure. The goatee. The smirk. The outfits. He's always next to Raps. Why does he have a quiver? Where's Toothless? His braids? His scar??

HE HAS BOTH OF HIS LEGS.

The AI. Cannot even get the most important part of it's prompt correct.

And that's just the beginning. Here:

More amorphous shapes.

So these are obviously supposed to be utility belts, but I mean. Look at them. The perspective is all off. There are useless straps. I don't even know what that cluster behind Jack's left arm is supposed to be.

This is a prime example of AI emulating without understanding structure.

You can see this particularly in Jack, between his hands, the "tassels" of his tunic, and the odd wrinkles of his boots. There's just not any structure here whatsoever.

Lastly, AI CANNOT CREATE PATTERNS.

Here are the side-by-sides of the shit I had to deal with when redesigning their outfits. Please someone acknowledge this. This killed me inside. THIS is most recognizable to me, and usually what I look for first if I'm wary about an art piece. These clusterfuck bunches of color. I hate them. I hate them so. much.

Anyways here's some other miscellaneous things I've noticed:

Danny Phantom Eyes

???? Thumb? (and random sword sheath)

Collarbone Necklace (corset from hell)

No Staff :( No Bow :(

What is that.

So yeah. Truly the best thing to do is to just. study it. A lot of times you aren't gonna notice anything just looking at the big picture, you need to zoom in and focus on the little details. Obviously I'm not like an expert in AI or anything, but I do have a degree in animation practices and I'm. You know. A human being. So.

In conclusion:

(Y'all should totally reblog my redesign of this btw)

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