#hickory is TRANS

[leonisloresmith]

Listen, Hickory is the most transgender character to me

[kawaiichaoscrusade]

Here's the Designs for my Hickdory AU

[howtowhumpyourhiccup]

Binding

Summary: Written for Day 3 of August of Whump. Set in a Modern AU. Hiccup decides to sign the contract and talks to a recruiter, who gives him less than pleasant vibes.

Warnings: /

Rating: Teen and Up

Dead Dove: No

Words: 1 710

Prompts: Shady Business

Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon

Characters: Hiccup

Pairing: Mentioned Hiccstrid

Author's Notes: So I didn't use every prompt from the August of Whump list, just those that fit.

Anyway, I definitely headcanon Hiccup as neurodivergent. :)

Enjoy!

[timothy-shepard1]

Dickory talking to hickory

[riseriot]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!

These are all my characters plus me in the center.

Back left to right: Ethan(bisexual), Koda(mlm/achillean), Hickory(pansexual, Is that a-), Cole(trans masculine)

Center: Me(omnisexual + genderfluid)

Front left to right: Victor(trans umbrella + bi-gender), Des(demiromantic + trans feminine), Dock(asexual + trans feminine)

[citrus-adventures]

can't go to sleep thinking about the trolls world tour little mermaid au

[mood2you]

"Myrtille, ambassador of a world where the supernatural secretly exists" (picture of a cartoon character) Matt from our world should be photos of a normal guy. Like, photos? Like realistic photographs..

[inkameswetrust]

It Started With A Red Dress (Prologue)

Pairing: N/A

Characters: Logan Hortense Mitchell, Kendall Knight, James Diamond, Carlos Garcia, Officer Garcia, Jennifer Knight, Katie Knight, (The Mention of) Phoebe Nachee

Content Warnings: Questioning Gender, Gender Dysphoria, Closeted Trans Girl, Transphobia, Mentions of Physical Violence

Word Count: 2,132

This prologue takes place at the end of Big Time Break and expands upon Logan's return from the Phoebe Nachee math lecture. I wanted to test the waters of my Transfem Logan headcanon(s) by writing this snippet before committing to writing a fully-fledged story. If you do not like/agree with my Transfem Logan headcanon or are not comfortable reading about the content warnings listed, please do not interact. Otherwise, enjoy!

divider by @cafekitsune

"I had such a crazy day!" Carlos exclaimed as he popped down on the neon-orange sectional sofa while giving his beloved hockey helmet a double tap. "Check it out—"

"I had the best time today," Kendall interjected as he sat beside Carlos. "You guys gotta hear what happened!"

"Well, you're not gonna believe what happened to me!" James chimed in as he punctuated his statement with a direct point in his direction.

"Okay, alright, guys. So how do we decide who tells their story first?" Officer Garcia queries as he and Mrs. Knight set some healthy snacks on the coffee table.

The door to apartment 2J fell forward like a drawbridge, successfully releasing itself from its hinges as Logan kicked it down with one of his ankle boot heels. He wobbled into the living room, his heels clicking without rhythm against the floor, his red dress torn and mangled like a chew toy, and the wavy locks of his wig an unkempt mess. Logan clung to the massacred strap of his purse like a dog leash and dragged it behind him while his Phoebe Nachee math textbook hung by a thread in his other hand with its myriad of shredded pages.

Everyone in the room turned their heads to the boy clinging to any shred of balance he had left in him. He stood before them as his vision blackened around his peripherals. "Logan goes first," everyone agreed in unison.

Logan fell to the floor face-first, his math textbook dropping at his side with a loud thud as everyone scrambled to help him up. Carlos grabbed his right arm, Mrs. Knight grabbed his left, and everyone else circled around him in a frenzy.

"She's fine, she's fine!" Kendall assured under pressure.

Logan rose to his knees and groaned with exhaustion as everyone helped him over to the corner of the sofa. He sunk into the cushions like a stone underwater. The knotted locks of hickory brown waves draped over his face and clung to the remnants of his smudged makeup.

"Alright, guys, give her some space," Kendall warned as he held out his hands at opposite sides of each other.

In Logan's exhausted daze, he perked up at the sound of Kendall's voice. He held his head up from the cushion below and grumbled, saying, "W-What did you say?"

"Oh! Sorry," Kendall squeaked apologetically. "I meant to say he. You just look so much like a girl with that wig and your makeup, and everything."

"You think so?" Logan beamed instinctively. It was one thing to be perceived as a girl but something else entirely to be addressed as one. It felt different—tingly and warm as if he were receiving a thoughtful gift or a particularly kind compliment. It almost felt like home in a sense.

Logan noticed he'd been deep in thought for a moment while everyone else stared silently at him. "I mean, it's whatever," he murmured as he swept his wig off his head and scrunched it in his hands. He sat up against the back of the sofa and kept the wig loosely in his lap.

"So, what happened, son? We're all curious," Officer Garcia commented with loosely crossed arms. "Do I have to arrest anyone for giving you trouble?"

"N-No! I—"

"Yeah, and why are you wearing a dress?" Carlos inquired with a puzzled squint.

"Well—"

"I think the better question is," James began as he pointed a limp finger at Logan's shredded attire. "Why is it torn apart like that?"

"Erm…"

Kendall pensively narrows his eyes at Logan's dress, its candy-red shambles concerning him. He starts to visualize the dress in one piece, and suddenly it becomes familiar. "Mom, is Logan wearing your—"

"Okay, that's enough! No more questions!" Jennifer interjected as she shielded Logan from the onslaught of curious eyes and concerned questions with the barrier of her outstretched arms. "Logan is clearly exhausted and needs some time alone, so why don't you boys help yourself to some snacks and tell each other about your day while Logan rests?"

"C'mon, honey, let's get you cleaned up," Jennifer sighed as she draped Logan's arm over her shoulder and steadily guided him into the bathroom. She pulled open the medicine cabinet behind the mirror as Logan took a seat atop the toilet lid and kicked off his heels. His wig suspended from the hand knotting through its shriveled locks and grazed the ceramic tiles at his feet.

Logan hung his head low in defeat and slouched with his forearms atop his thighs. The glimmer of hope in his downturned eyes dwindled like the waning flame of a candle wick. It was a miracle he made it home in one piece, but his spirit was far from intact. Mrs. Knight unfastened the packaging to her makeup remover towelettes and pulled a sheet through the slot with her thumb and index finger.

"You wanna tell me what happened at that lecture?" Mrs. Knight asked as she swept the towelette across Logan's lips to wipe away his lipstick. "You've never come home looking like this before."

Mrs. Knight gazed upon Logan's sunken face, wiping away his blush and mascara as if she were sweeping up a crime scene. She grimaced at the loose, flimsy, disarrayed threads of her dress on Logan. It was undoubtedly unsalvagable in this condition.

"I know. Things were going so well until I got there," Logan sighed, reluctantly looking up at Mrs. Knight as she kept his head still by his chin.

"What do you mean?"

Logan's face sank with distress as he recalled his final moments at the lecture. He was frightened to open up to Mrs. Knight, but he knew if there was anyone worth telling, it'd definitely be her.

"Walking through the lobby, I felt like I blended in so well. No one looked at me funny or treated me any differently," Logan explained exasperatedly. "But I noticed that I stood out in the lecture hall. I got a lot of weird looks and I could hear people whispering about me."

Mrs. Knight narrowed her eyes pensively as Logan told the tale of his misfortune. A sympathetic glint flickered in her eyes, a small token of heartbreak shining through her gaze and reflecting in the diminishing light of Logan's sunken spirit.

"I ignored them, though. By the time Phoebe Nachee entered the room, I stopped caring about everything else," Logan continued. "But she started talking about how girls are way smarter than boys and how she hasn't met a single boy who could understand her book."

"So what did you do?" Mrs. Knight inquired worriedly.

"Well…" Logan began, inhaling sharply as if to brace himself for impact. "Everyone laughed at her offensive remarks, so I stood up, took off my wig, and told everyone I was a boy who clearly understood her book."

"And I guess they didn't take that well, huh?"

"No, not exactly," Logan sighed defeatedly.

"What happened after that?"

An eerie, deafening silence befell the room. Fear had swallowed Logan's voice and sewn his lips shut, forbidding him from ever repeating this event to anyone. He wasn't sure it was safe to admit to the violence and torment he'd been subjected to. What if he'd be made fun of? What if he'd be dismissed entirely? There was no telling what would happen with such a frighteningly concerned look on Mrs. Knight's face. Logan felt her peering into the depths of his soul, her eyes flickering with perturbation and sketching out the lines of his cowardice.

"Logan, what happened?" Mrs. Knight reiterated sternly.

Logan choked back a sniffle and nervously clung to the remnants of his dress as he fought to stifle the stinging onslaught of tears brimming in his eyes with a forced squint. "You won't… make fun of me if I tell you, will you?" he croaked begrudgingly.

"Sweetheart, no," Mrs. Knight cooed as she knelt down on one knee before Logan and caged his hands in hers atop his lap. "I'm here to help you."

Logan's eyes creased warily. He looked down at Mrs. Knight's hands holding him securely and keeping him afloat like a rescue buoy in the deep end of a pool. Mrs. Knight was hardly visible through Logan's wayward tears that dared to betray him by trickling down his tragedy-stricken cheeks.

"I need to make sure you're okay, and if you're not, we can figure this out together," Mrs. Knight assured as she glided her thumb near the corner of Logan's eye to wipe away a stray tear. "But I can't do anything if I don't know what happened, so I need you to take a deep breath and tell me what's going on. Can you do that for me?"

"Y-Yeah, I think so…" Logan replied apprehensively after taking a shaky breath and haphazardly nodding his head. He couldn't quite look Mrs. Knight in the eye yet, but her constant reassurance paved a smooth road for him to follow, and he appreciated that more than he could express.

"They, uhm," Logan muttered "They… may have beat me up."

"THEY WHAT?!" Mrs. Knight squawked with unbridled fury.

Logan fearfully shushed Mrs. Knight and waved his hands to somehow relinquish the incandescent panic and outrage brewing inside her.

"Sorry, I'm fine. I'm calm," Mrs. Knight grumbled. "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No, it's okay. I'm fine. I managed to scramble out of the building before I got seriously hurt," Logan assured plainly, dragging an open palm across his face to dry the remainder of his tears. "But they called me all sorts of names when I did—creep, freak, pervert."

"Honey, I am so sorry," Mrs. Knight sympathized earnestly. "Do you want to file a report with Officer Garcia?"

"I don't know. I don't think so," Logan said diffidently. "I think I just need to be alone right now."

"Okay, I'll make sure the boys stay busy for a while so they won't bother you," Mrs. Knight declared as she rose to her feet. "Do you need anything else from me before I—"

Logan immediately ensnared Mrs. Knight in a tight hug. His arms wrapped around her and clung to her like the clutch of a life jacket. "Thank you," he uttered quietly. Logan felt the urge to say more. He had a monologue's worth of words lingering on the tip of his tongue, but he'd exhausted his voice almost completely the second he thanked Mrs. Knight for her comfort and reassurance.

Mrs. Knight's lips rounded with a barely audible 'aww' as she returned the hug and rubbed gentle circles onto Logan's back. "You're very welcome, Logan," she cooed.

Logan begrudgingly pulled away, continuing to wobble slightly when finding his footing. He glanced to the side and awkwardly cleared his throat. "At least now I know being a girl isn't in the cards for me…" he chuckled weakly, hoping his desperate attempt at lighthearted humor would lighten the mood.

"Well, good thing it was just pretend, right?" Mrs. Knight replied with a grin and a shrug. She gave Logan one last reassuring squeeze before she left the room to tend to the others.

Logan gave another weak chuckle in response. He turned to the mirror once he was alone and grimaced at the wig lying limp on the floor by his feet. It seemed to mock him with how shriveled and knotted it was. "Just pretend, huh?" he repeated quietly as he returned his focus to his flushed reflection. Logan traced his jawline and cheekbones with his fingertips, almost trying to correct them because they started to feel unfamiliar.

He narrowed his eyes and stared himself down in hopes to make sense of his appearance, but he was undoubtedly stumped. Logan withdrew his hands from his face and held them out, lightly curling his fingers and gazed at his palms in distress. Had his hands always looked so large and calloused? Had his arm hair always been so long and thick? Had his jawline always been so square and sharp?

Logan felt surprisingly imprisoned in his body, but he couldn't stop gazing at himself in horror and disgust. It wasn't until he saw Katie in his reflection that he was startled out of his downward spiral. Logan shrieked and turned his back to the mirror, nervously clutching the rim of the pedestal sink with both hands.

"Are you done in here?" Katie asked dryly as she stood in the doorway.

"O-Oh, yeah! Sorry," Logan squeaked as he quickly scrambled away and retreated to the confines of his bedroom.

Katie shuffled into the bathroom and was immediately met with the sight of Logan's discarded wig lying flat on the floor. "Gross," she muttered to herself as she closed the door.

[sundewhasaudhd]

Sketchbook art dump :]

c!Eret sketch (lined)

c!Sam (lined and partly colored)

Tiny c!Sapnap sketches

Text 1: Sapnap: I’M GONNA LIGHT AN ANTHILL ON FIRE!

Bad: SAPNAP NO!

Text 2: Sapnap: You will be dead within the hour

Box with an arrow pointing to what he’s holding: Pet hamster or smth

Text 3: Bad: Are you okay?! Do you need bandages? Should I call Ponk?!

Sapnap: Dad, I’m FINE!

Tiny c!Dream sketches

Text 1: Dream: MAMA! Hannah won’t let me use her toys!

Text 2: Dream: MAMA! MAMA! LOOK WHAT MADE!

Text 3: Dream: I’m Mama’s favorite

Foolish: No you’re not. Papa doesn’t have favorites

Hannah: And if she did, it most definitely wouldn’t be you

Tiny c!George sketches

Text 1: George: I heard that Quackity likes Wilbur

Text 2: *Watchin bugs n stuff*

Text 3: George: Quackity why did you just swallow an ice pack?

Tiny c!Karl sketches

Text: Karl: And then, Glory became Queen after she yap yap yap yap

Tiny c!Quackity sketches

Text 1: *Dances in there’s a 76% change you’re not neurotypical*

Text 2: Quackity: (It’s supposed to be “onward my noble steed! in Spanish, I used Google translate so it’s not accurate. Can someone who speaks Spanish please tell me how to say that?)

Text 3: Quackity: George, you bitch, give that back!

George: Why?

Quackity: Wilbur gave it to me

George: Oooh! Imma tell Lemon Dad (Ponk) >:3

Quackity: NO!

Random 12:00am doodles (Danny Gonzalez as ice cream [iykyk], pic man Miku eating Rin fruits, Mikey McGill being all 💅, Peridot and Lapis Lapuzi’s gems being QPR goals, random positive words that spell out faggot my c!Dream mask as his face, the comedy and tragedy masks reversed, and @lilacquintet ‘s selfsona being a sneet snart)

More random doodles (Melanie Martinez, Orel Puppington, q!Jaiden, and Cricket Green)

My friend group being queer and autistic

Redraw and redesign of my old OC (her names Ariel)

c!Wilbur taste being… something (c!Dream doodles

DND one shot OC

Fursona I made for funzies

Spinel and Button Blossom (Ragatha x Pomni)

All my Trolls ships (Hickory x John Dory x Delta Dawn, Brandy x Bruce, Riff x Floyd x Boom, Branch x Poppy, Viva x Barb, and Clay x books)

Sodikken’s Hansel & Gretel as c!Clingy duo

c!Happy duo as Mesmerizer (I might’ve already posted this)

Nonbinary Starboy (based on the concept art)

c!Sundew being a silly

Button Blossom ft. some face and eyes doodles

DSMP doodles (c!Bad, c!Schlatt, c!Mexican Dream, c!Aimsey watching MLP)

More DSMP doodle ft. some of my friends little messages (c!George, c!Skeppy, and c!Fundy)

DSMP kids (c!Tommy, c!Tubbo, c!Ranboo, c!Purpled, c!Eryn, and c!Drista)

Trans Brozone ft. trans ally’s Branch and John Dory

And, I got tried of taking pictures of my sketchbook, so that’s all for today :D

[georgi-girl]

The Corpse Groom (Corpse Bride recast)

original meme belongs to Blaze-On-Fire. I've learned some disappointing things about Tim Burtan. But my sister tells me it's still okay to like his movie since he's not really the creative mind behind them. So with that in mind, I give you my polyamorous retelling of The Corpse Bride with characters from the Dreamworks Trolls franchise (inspired by the Tangled/Corpse Bride crossover "Live For You" on AO3) starring... Hickory in the role of Victor Van Dort. Princess Poppy in the role of Victoria Everglot. Delta Dawn in the role of Nell (she's Hickorys' sister-in-law) Cybil in the role of Maudeline (until the third movie comes out, I'm casting her as Poppy's mother) King Peppy in the role of Finis. Dickory in the role of William (Hickorys' brother, Delta's husband) Branch in the of Emily (why is the title character so far down? this is not a well-designed meme) Creek in the role of Lord Barkus. DJ Suki in the role of Hildagard (she's Poppys' lady in waiting) King Gristle Senior in the role of Pastor Galswells. Biggie in the role of Mayhew (Don't worry, he's not going to die) Grandma Rosie Puff in the role of Grandfather Everglot (she's Poppys' ancestor in this story)   King Thrash in the role of Elder Gutknecht. He and the other Rock Trolls are psychopomps (death angels) who watch over Troll souls in Purgatory. Riff in the role of the Black Widow. Chaz in the role of the flirtatious Miss Plum. Barb in the role of the Maggot (I thought about casting her as Bonejangles, but she's more like the sassy Maggot)   Conductor Trollzart in the role of the General (I wanted to us the Country Troll who SPOILER: dies onscreen, but I couldn't find any picture of him) King Trollex in the role of Bonejangles (specializing in Horrorcore Techno) And Fuzzbert in the role of Emil. 

The story is this... Princess Poppy is betrothed to Lord Creek. But she's in love with the handsome trans man Hickory Dock. They decide to elope, and while passing through the woods, they practice their wedding vows, accidently summoning Brance, a corpse who's still holding his last breath. He approaches his "beloveds" who explain that they're already an item. He tells them that he's "willing to share". He then sprits them away to Purgatory, where the dead spend their time before they're ready to move on. They're greeted by the Barb the psychopomp who shows them around, and Trollex who sings about the tragic Corpse Groom that was betrayed and murdered by his lover. The trio has a good time together, until Hickory remembers his family is still waiting for him. They go to Thrash, who gives them a haunting spell that sends them to the world of the living. They go (with Branch in disguise) to the home of Hickory's brother and in-laws. The next day, they sneak into the castle, where they overhear Creek blackmailing King Peppy for Poppys' hand. Poppy chooses to stay and help her father, while Branch and Hickory escape back to Purgatory. Poppy and Suki do some investigating and discover that Creek stole a royal family relic ~ a harp said to restore life to the freshly dead. (wink wink) Meanwhile, Branch is distraught, but Hickory comforts him with a romantic ballad. Right when they're ready to start again, Thrash reveals that the dead and the living are forbidden to marry. If they want to be a couple Hickory will have to go back to the world of the living and take his own life. Hickory agrees, and the whole dead community goes up to perform the wedding. Poppy sees the procession and joins them, thinking that her death will make her wedding to Creek null and void. But during the ceremony, Branch sees Poppy and Hickorys' families watching and can't go through with it. Poppy tries to tell him about the harp, but Creek interrupts. Branch recognizes his murderer, and a fight breaks out. Creek escapes but trips and impales himself on a thorn. And before he can use the harp on himself, he's dragged off to face judgement. Poppy and Hickory use the harp to restore Branch to life, and then destroy it. A new life is waiting for all three of them.

[bountyhunterdaily]

DAY 40 the bounty hunter trolls but they're all regular people existing in the lonely real world

Lore under the cut! :D

Chabila "Chaz"

-37

-Works as a saxophone player in multiple different lounges all across cities.

-is genuinely passionate about his music but he doesn't seem to catch anyone's eyes with it. He does so with his looks.

-Desi

Hickory Engel

-35

-an office worker. Specifically an editor for a newspaper.

-earnestly listens to vinyls of recordings of yodeling to calm his nerves. People make fun of him for it when they find out.

-trans ftm, most people don't know. He doesn't know many people.

-austrian

Woo Eun-Wan "Wani"

-25

-Accounting Major. Is currently working as a convenience store clerk.

-Wants to form an indie global kpop girl group, has no fucking clue how to do that.

-scatterbrained.

-control freak

-korean chinese

"Tresillo"

-26

-that's his SoundCloud artist name!

-trying to make music his actual career, has enough charisma and self confidence to think he can pull it off.

-the only people who actually support his dreams are his 2 girlfriends (platonic loving nickname)

-afro colombian

[hostilemuppet]

if barb & poppy knew eahc other in college does that mean that the pop trolls were never eaten by/in hiding from the bergens for 20 years or am i just stupid

we havent really thought too long about the timeline or what is canon or is not, but the basic gist is "everything from the movies are canon unless theyre not, and most from the cartoons can be canon unless they directly contradict something from either the movies or tdau"

in my head, everything from trolls 1 happened exactly as it did (except creek didnt die. i heard in the book he and chef actually live in the woods instead of dying so even though i havent read the book id say thats what happened) except poppy, as Heir To The Throne, was told a little bit more about her species than in canon, and was allowed (probably forced) to go to an all-tribes music school. she was NOOOOOOOOOOT popular 😭😭😭 but she didnt say anything to pop trolls about how there are other trolls until she decided, as queen, to reunite all tribes. the rockpocalypse specifically didnt happen but most other events did. hickory didnt pretend to be a country music troll to hunt poppy but bc hes trans-genre

[hawkepockets]

compiling some terpsichore thoughts from discord below the cut 🐏🐏🐏

this is disorganized but i am excited for u all to meet her :-)

terpsichore is shadowheart’s selûnite counterpart… memory wiped & sent out on a holy pilgrimage to moonrise towers where she was supposed to assassinate a powerful agent of shar. told she’d know her target when she saw them. wink!

compared to auntie: terpsichore is like. less selfless but more cunning which unfortunately does matter more when it comes to saving ppl so she may be responsible for less tragedy. i also feel like she’s sort of more of a fan companion than an authoritative protagonist so will work better with the rest of the party. instead of just making them complicit in atrocities & indulging their hubris by way of apology

i see terpsichore as explicitly NOT a cleric not just for party comp bc i want to play w shaddy but bc she was trained as a church spy for selûne not a priest or holy warrior. she’s more like a DA orlesian bard. entertainer, eavesdropper, assassin, vagabond. was brought up by a selûnite enclave and learned to sing and frolic in the moonlight but also pass thru secured areas like a moonbeam and kill and bat her big sweet goat eyes to get away with things.

i’m still workshopping her backstory which is ok bc she doesn’t remember most of it… but i think she witnessed some corruption in her enclave that caused her to break faith with selûne before getting roped back in. & her real target has always been balthazar.

selûne won’t confront shar directly or use force to break the shadow curse & free aylin but she’ll periodically inspire a lone pilgrim to try and fetch her daughter back. lest anyone accuse her of aasimar abandonment 💁‍♀️ the sacrifices pilgrims tend not to be the faithful she’s well pleased with.

if we’re villifying shar i wanna take selûne down with her. two sides of the same coin two aspects of the same power & equally painful to love

i KNOW she & shadowheart jump each other (homicidal) before they ever jump each other (homosexual). only stopped from killing each other by the tadpole connection which shows them each a flash of their own suppressed memory in the other’s mind. gets em off balance & curious enough to take their knives off each other’s throats at least until they get to moonrise where they’ll have their fated showdown & decide whose goddess wins. wink wink

terpsichore (rhymes with hickory for anyone else who had to double check 😉) doesn’t get divinely assigned an emo little warriorcats code name for her mission but shadowheart gives her 1. its mooncalf 🙄 no chance of that ever becoming a term of endearment right. right

she is a ram tho NAWT a fucking cow. please. trans gender

she & karlach bond by butting horns. terpsichore is like oww k that was way too hard and karlach is like u dont want to be matchies with me??? u dont want to have 1 horn to matchies with ur bestest bestie friend?? no matchies with mama k?? sad mommy. and terpsichore is like ok fine. hit me again

im sure breaking a horn hurts as much for satyrs n tiefs as it does for horned animals so she wouldnt try to break it fr. just 4 sillies.

but if one of terpsichore’s horns WERE to get damaged. in sayyy act 2 when she finally finds her mark. well karlach WOULD be excited to be matchies. & would also know from experience how to treat the wound 🥺

ok thats all for now 🐏🐏🐏 bah

[howtowhumpyourhiccup]

The Contract

Summary: Written for the August of Whump 2024 challenge. Set in a Modern AU, RttE ages. Hiccup hears of a strange contract from Dagur. Knowing his mother's financial troubles could mean that dragons are in trouble, his Bud especially, Hiccup consideres signing up.

Warnings: /

Rating: Teen and Up

Dead Dove: No

Words: 1 748

Prompt: Risk

Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon

Characters: Hiccup, Dagur

Pairing: /

Author's Notes: I have this one-shot lying around since, like May or June and I am very happy to finally get this AU posted!

Enjoy! :D

[timothy-shepard1]

I think I'm right about dickory being trans bc

Both have pointy up ears

Short

Small noses

Both from similar areas (I'm assuming bc polka is kinda polish and the dock bros are from Austria so. Bare w me here)

Similar face shape

Dickory is older but the rhyme is Hickory Dickory Dock so it could be he chose his own name

Hickory has a larger nose

ears are flatter/less pointed up

Taller

Face is rounder than dickorys (water melon looking head 💥)

🏳️‍⚧️

[lgbtqweddingsnc]

LGBTQ Centers in North Carolina

October 19th was LGBTQ Center Awareness Day. LGBTQ centers are a huge resource to the community. They provide support, resources, education, crisis intervention and more. We have compiled a list of all the LGBTQ centers in the state of North Carolina.

LGBTQ Center of Raleigh

19 W. Hargett St. Suite 507 Raleigh, NC. 27601 (919)832-4484 info@lgbtcenterofraleigh.com

LGBTQ Center of Durham

1007 Broad St, Durham, NC 27705 (919) 827-1436

LGBTQ Center of the Cape Fear Coast

1506 Market Street Wilmington NC 28401 (910) 262-0327 info@lgbtqcapefear.org

Carolina's Care Partnership

5855 Executive Center Dr Suite 200 Charlotte, NC 28212 (704) 531-2467

Guilford Green Foundation & LGBTQ Center

121 N. Greene Street Greensboro, NC 27401 (336) 790-8419 center@ggfnc.org

North Star LGBTQ+ Community Center

930 Burke St. Winston-Salem, NC 27101 (336) 893-9053 info@northstarlgbtcc.com 

Blue Ridge Pride

PO Box 2044, Asheville NC 28802-2044 (828) 423-0655 Hello@BlueRidgePride.org

Onslow County LGBTQ Center

2440 Commerce Rd, Jacksonville, NC 28546 (910) 333-9968 info@onslowcountylgbtq.com

Youth Specific Centers:

Youth OUTright

PMB 128, 30 Westgate Pkwy, Asheville NC 28806 (866) 881-3721 INFO@YOUTHOUTRIGHT.ORG

Time Out Youth

3800 Monroe Road, Charlotte, NC 28205 (704) 344-8335 Info@timeoutyouth.org

Youth SAFE

Greensboro, NC YOUTHSAFEGSO@GMAIL.COM

OUTright Youth

748 4th Street SW, Hickory, NC 28602 outrightcv@gmail.com

iNSIDEoUT 180

PO Box 25217 Durham, NC 27702 boardinsideout@gmail.com

University LGBTQ Centers:

Many universities in NC have an LGBTQ Center, but not all. Some that don't, have diversity and inclusion centers which provide similar services.

App State

East Carolina

NC A&T

NC Central

NC State

UNC Chapel Hill

UNC Wilmington

Duke Center for Sexual and Gender Diversity

Wake Forest University LGBTQ Center

Queens University

Elon University

National Call Centers:

The Trevor Helpline:

1-866-4UTREVOR (1-866-488-7386) http://www.thetrevorproject.org/

Trans Lifeline

(877) 565-8860 http://www.translifeline.org/ 

National Runaway Switchboard:

1-800-RUNAWAY/1-800-786-2929 http://www.1800runaway.org/

RAINN - Rape Abuse & Incest National Network

1-800-656-HOPE (4673) http://www.rainn.org/

GLBT National Youth Talkline:

1-800-246-7743 http://www.glnh.org/

National Domestic Violence Hotline:

1-800-799-SAFE (1-800-799-7233) http://www.glnh.org/

National Child Abuse Hotline:

1-800-4-A-CHILD (1-800-422-4453) http://www.childhelp.org/

National Youth Crisis Hotline:

1-800-442-HOPE (1-800-442-4673)