#httyd macey

[tragisbawls]

Hi! Would you be willing to draw Tuffnut, Chicken, and Macey up to some shenanigans (from Dragons: Race to the Edge)? Thank you!

Tuffnut, Chicken, and Macey dish up devious plans. Maybe I'll post the results of their prank?(wishful thinking)

Also more art nobody would bother looking at if I didn't also post fanart. ->

Late 1800s Bounty hunter from a comic I'm working on with a friend. Zombies, cowboys, what more could you ask for? Kind of a self insert character, just me but with a fancy suit and a gun...

[000marie198]

The Macey VS Chicken thing is literally 'Love at first sight' VS 'Slow Burn'

Tuff loves them both though

[apersonnamedel]

Writing the famous “I’m not left handed” fight scene from the Princess Bride for my fanfiction except replace Hiccups normal sword for a flaming one and Tuffnut’s normal sword for Macey and you’ve got a httyd canon Princess Bride fight.

I’m literally writing this scene as a sword fight except it’s with the two least fence-able weapons ever.

Inferno vs. Macey. A duel to be witnessed

[zouskon]

i caught myself rewatching woody woodpecker and instantly thought of this

surely if this crossover happened, tuffnut would get hit a lot or he would help woody cause a catastrophe

(hitler clip guero guero guero)

[eemoo1o-tfrmoo]

Do you think Tuffnut needing to give up Macey is symbolic of their relationship with Johann ending?

[toothless101]

So a while ago somebody came up with the idea for a human Macey AU, and I LOVED that idea, so I had to draw it. I have NO idea how they met, please feel free to suggest ideas. Might make up a backstory for her later, I dunno.

(also would she die towards the end of Rtte? 0_0)

[astridhoff03]

Httyd Homecoming headcanon:

Fishlegs and Ruffnut getting divorced, Fishlegs marries Snotlout, Ruffnut marries Throk, Fishlegs giving the severance pay to Ruffnut and Tuffnut opens a chicken farm with chicken and a mace shop with macey. And Hiccup and Astrid, who have a strong, passionate marriage, having two beautiful children just watching all this drama like:

[oncewhenalongtimeago]

Hello I literally love ur writing style SO much, been binge reading all your httyd stuff and having a blast!!! Ty for being awesome, ur updates always make my day :3

The Jealous One pt 5

Pairing: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III x Fem!Reader

Words: 1848

The Great Hall is always a nice place to frequent when one’s seeking companionship. You are, however, not doing that.

Tags: fem!reader, silly, ambiguous timeline, Snotlout Jorgenson, Ruffnut and Tuffnut Thorston, Jealous!Hiccup, Post RoB/DoB, Pre-RTTE

<Previous - Next>

You spoke and acted suddenly with Hiccup and with a wrongness that had made you uneasy for days to follow.

Acting out with Snotlout and the Twins had gone against a lot of your do-good lay-low-and-miserable instincts, which made you momentarily numb to them, in a way. 

When you were caught up with them, too busy to think, you ended up doing things in ways you definitely wouldn't have had you been thinking normally. The joy always ended up outweighing any other feelings you might have had on what you did later, but now it was a little different.

You feigned normal, but also you avoided Hiccup a lot, so you weren’t sure how you ended up here.

“-I don’t think that does anything for most dragons,” Fishlegs looked down at Ruffnut, some of his general nervous demeanor melting away in favor of minor exhaustion at her relentless questioning, maybe catching on some, “There are some, but…”

Snotlout was off on the other side of the Hall. Be it far below him to serve. However, he’d lost a very minor bet so he had to go get you guys dinner for the next five weeks.

You weren’t quite sure where Ruffnut was. Busy, probably. 

You sighed, slightly rotating the mug you had in hand, slumping down on a nearby bench, giving the off-put Viking a rest. That wasn’t your intention, to put him off, anyways.

Tuffnut chuckled to himself, before dropping down on the opposite bench, cradling Macey over his shoulder.

Fishlegs stood watching you for a moment, before perking up slightly. 

You turned your attention away from him, choosing instead to lay your head over your arms on the table. You didn’t care to register anything past that, even as Fishlegs began silent conversation with a new party, someone you barely sensed joined him through the loud hustle and bustle of the hall.

It took a while, but eventually you heard a familiar holler, followed by an exhausted declarative, “Food’s here.”

You lifted your head genially to reveal Snotlout, with a set of four plates balanced on his arm, one balanced between the horns of his helmet. Ruffnut followed closely behind, laughing at him.

“Snotlout!” You cheered.

Ruffnut poked his middle, causing him to nearly fumble your food as he balanced angrily past moving gaggles of Vikings. 

“Hey!” He snapped, “Watch it!”

She cackled as a group of running children, followed by Gustav, nearly ran him over.

“Oh, wow,” Came a voice from your left, “Never thought I’d see him do that.”

Your head jerked to reveal Hiccup, standing above you, watching Snotlout with mild amusement, though there was something stiff about him which you thought was very well deserved.

“That’s for sure,” Said Astrid with casualty, revealing herself from behind a set of women carrying two full plates of chicken to one of the larger tables, where clans preferred to sit together.

You grimaced slightly and turned away, leaning back against the meal table behind you, elbows propped against wood. 

Then cringed as they eyed each other with mild apprehensiveness from opposite sides of the table, then rolled your eyes and scooted away slightly as you spotted Snotlout, who had finally made his way over, Ruffnut dropping a roll of thick, hastily carved spoons on the surface. 

You cringed as they clattered across wood, picking one up and rubbing it with your sleeve.  

“You have to get your own food,” Snotlout scoffed at the two plus Fishlegs as he finished unloading plates onto the table. 

“Thanks, Snot,” You batted your lashes at him falsely as he gagged, ignoring the odd, caught-off guard look from Hiccup as you glanced back.

You fought the urge to gnash your teeth at him.

“But…” Fishlegs started, staring at the plate that had once previously been on top of his head. But you knew he’d have no luck. As always, Snotlout managed to negotiate himself an extra bit of food on top of his already loaded plate.

You noticed, with glee, that your plate was loaded with a little extra stew than normal. Something Plegma usually only did for the Riders.

“Nice,” You said, somewhat pleased, lifting your brows slightly and grinning from ear-to-ear, slouching back further against the table before taking a small bite.

“Food could be better,” You said snippishly, as you nudged the stew around your bowl with a spoon, resting your mug against the table and tugging it towards you with your other hand.

“Ugh,” Ruffnut rolled her eyes.

“Stick-in-the-mud,” Snotlout agreed, though not with cheer, looking at Tuffnut with a sneer as he scratched himself in the armpit.

You blew a raspberry at them, before frowning.

Maybe you had been grumpy. 

You glared at Hiccup from the corner of your eye, a move that might look coy on someone else, though you personally just felt a little bit queasy, as if a horde of bugs had started buzzing up and down your intestines, angry as you.

What had happened- you weren’t sure it was even an argument -maybe it was- but you could have gotten over it, maybe. Going over it with Tuffnut, though, had broken something in you that you hadn’t realized you’d been building back up hanging out with one half of the Riders.

You sighed shakingly, as you finished another swallow, bringing your mug down genially. It settled on to the table by your side with a simple clack, before pushing off against the table, swinging your legs over the side.

You felt the tension in your chest release as you moved across the hall, not expecting anyone to follow.

You weaved through the throng of the Great Hall clumsily, though not without experience. One hand held your elbow, the other the handle on your mug.

Your goal was, of course, to refill your cup, though that also had the slight upside of taking you away from the Riders.

You’d gotten sick of watching them all talk together, and to be honest, you were feeling a little out of place.

People milled by, momentary, uninterested onlookers to your conversation, by the side of a lunch table; a sturdy, tall woman with red hair piled up into a huge knot, a man in a helmet with four horns knocking people aside with his elbows, large trays in hand.

A lady with a shawl passed by, covered in the skulls of small animals swept by, nearly knocking you in the head with a wooden tray, speaking loudly to someone on her other side.

Looking back, you couldn’t help thinking about how you would have loved this if you’d been just a few years younger.

Sure, you were only friends with a few of them, but-even if you weren’t at the forefront of the crowd, you always imagined you’d feel like the girl of the hour. Maybe it would have been better because of it. Sure, you were living on a small rock island in the middle of nowhere, constantly showered on by torrents of hellfire and bloodshed, but you had Hiccup.

The Riders were his dream, so being ditched felt like he was telling you to kick rocks. Like he wanted you to feel miserable. Deep down thought, you’d wanted his dream- You’d wanted to be there too.

You’d had Hiccup in those daydreams, those dreams within dreams, casual and there and real enough like goats milk on skin, like falling asleep with hands carding through your hair after a long day.

You were incensed. You wanted to cry and yell, but you also felt terrible. The feeling built high in your stomach.

You wondered if anyone else took notice. 

You had never quite spent time with all of the Riders at once, and were quite adverse to the idea. The more you thought about it, the more you were even less inclined to stay than before.

You paused at the brush of a palm over your shoulder, loose and without any sort of grip, yet feeling enough for you to take notice, stopping suddenly. 

The hairs on the back of your neck stood. If you’d had hackles, they would have been raised.

“Hey, wait, where are you going?” It was a bit difficult to hear over the rabble, the crowd around you built up by voices much stronger than his or yours with personality and enthusiasm, yet you were able to make it out, a voice you knew by heart all the same.

Hiccup.

You turned and reached behind you, feeling the edge of a table bump into your rear. You leaned against it, racing your hand down slightly behind you to brace and dust over its surface.

The grain of the table was lumpy under your fingers yet smoothes by years of use and the grazing passes of many other hands.

“Why do you care?” You grumbled, arms falling loosely from their cross. You were nearly surprised when he heard you after.

“Why do I care?” Hiccup shook his head, “...What’s going on?”

You nearly missed the last bit, his voice nearly drowned out by the shout of someone two tables over. It was quite difficult to hold up an argument in the middle of a crowd, it seemed.

“Nothing,” You said, in lieu of an explanation, irritation spiking in your gut.

“It’s not.”

At that moment, the large arm of a blonde man nearly pushed him onto the table aside.

You fought down the urge to smile, looking down and feeling pretty malicious.

On the floor, you were greeted by a half-eaten leg of meat lay bitten into and discarded a few lengths away from you, a puddle of what was either stew or something you didn’t want to think about just further ahead.

You grimaced and scuffed a single loose boot toe into the Great Hall stone, annoyed, not surprised at all when it slid smoothly against the surface.

“What are you getting at?” You asked antagonistically. You felt stupid, dancing around him, mostly because you didn’t want to be talking to him at all. 

Was it arrogant for you to want to get away? Was this conversation penance, punishment for your earlier outburst?

You couldn’t help but wax poetically about it in your head.

“What am I-?” That seemed to do it -tick him off, that is.

“I can’t really read that mind of yours, genius.”

“Maybe if you stopped spending so much time with Snotlout-” Hiccup stepped forwards.

You snapped, gritting your teeth and stepping closer, feeling your nails dig into your palms through the fabric of your skirts, clutched in your hands,  “What’s your deal been?! I’m friends with Snotlout. What’s the big deal?!”

“I-...” He started, looking frustrated, though his eyes darted to the side slightly, “I just-”

“Gods,” You grit your jaw, bringing your hands to your head, not flinching when a few drops of mead spilled out the other end of your mug.

You didn’t show it, but you felt terrible. 

You hated the way his brows tilted, the momentary expression of grief on his face- yet you just wanted him to leave you alone.

[dragonnnfly]

My friend Angie came by with an awesome idea today! What if we made blankets for one another? And by that she meant painting blankets

And what do I like enough to have on a blanket?! She was pretty quick to mention Httyd herself and of course I went “YES”

So she asked for my favorite character and my favorite dragon and then she made it!

(My real name is removed)

I love her so much! Shes only watched the first httyd movie so she did her research to find these quotes and include Chicken and Macey!

Now excuse me as the blanket dries and I force her to watch httyd 2 and a couple of episodes of Rtte while we eat pizza

[aurora-australis-tumbles]

Reblog with your favorite Ruffnut Thorston image. I’ll start

Or

Idea from @spacenintendogs

[noctusfury]

HTTYD and Brave (2012) Fanfic Idea Poll

Hello, my fellow Furians! I want to set up a poll today in light of the fact that 2024 is the Year of the Dragon, AAAAND it's Hiccup's Birthday. It's fate, so I'm determined to get a bunch of HTTYD fanfics done, mostly one-shots and stuff. However, this poll is to determine what multi-chapter, full-length story ideas to go with, because I can't decide. So I would appreciate some help, my dear followers!

The poll ends on Hiccup's birthday on February 29th, 11pm CST.

If you need to look through the summaries of these story ideas so that you can choose more easily, please take a look at these posts here.

My Future Fanfic Projects

Hiccup Leaves Berk AU Fanfic Ideas

X Leaves Berk AU Fanfic Ideas

My Fanfic Ideas — The Bride/Groom Series

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Thank you so much for your support! Hope you have a wonderful Year of the Dragon.

Long Live the Night!

— Noctus Fury

[yakn0gs]

I imagine Ruffnut and Tuffnut to be really into paranormal stuff. They seem like that kind of people who get stoned and watch ridiculous conspiracy theory videos on youtube, or try out ouija boards and voodoo.

[justgotawesome]

Sorry it had to end this way, bro. There will always be a mace-sized hole in my heart, where she once lived.

[winterrens]

i just saw httyd3 and i’m emotional. what the heck dreamworks

[oneleggeddork]

I was originally just going to do the Hiccup scrap metal meme but I got carried away...

[mythicalmagical-monkeyman]

TY FOR THE TAG @hiro-doodlez!!

Name: Monkey (apparently)

Pronouns: ANY

Where you call home: canada lol

Favorite animal: cats, dogs, foxes, canaries!

Favorite cereal: Lucky charms

Are you a visual, audio or kinesthetic learner: I - I don't know quite honestly

First pet: I think two cats, Macey and Tiggs

Favorite scent: IDK there's a lot, I love smelling those smell candles actually

Do you believe in astrology: Low key

How many playlists do you have on Spotify/Apple music: 8 ish?

sharpies or highlighters: I use sharpies more

A song that makes you cry: I will follow you into the dark by Death cab for cutie or stoick's ship (httyd soundtrack)

A song that makes you happy: A LOT (musicals mostly)

Do you write/draw/create: I DO! I write!

Tagging (if they want): @amalgamorph @tabsters @hyperfixation-tangentopia @jumpscaregoose @i-am-a-fan @simply-1-thought @crows-junk-pile and anyone else!!

you know what? i'm actually gonna do a tag game this time!

tagged by @shadowoffandoms!!!

Name: Hiro!

Pronouns: they/he/she for now!! (aka any)

Where you call home: my bed HEHEHEHE

Favorite animal: raccoons, foxes, and monkeys!

Favorite cereal: s'mores cereal

Are you a visual, audio or kinesthetic learner: if that test i took in school 2 years ago still applies, then all 3!

First pet: theres WAYYYY too many pets i've had, although the ones i know were REALLY old were Shake, Rubin, and Oreo!

Favorite scent: UMMMMM i know i dont like the smell of cities all that much, so i guess my favorite would be the foreset or a lake!

Do you believe in astrology: I mean, maybe???? not really, although ill fully support anyone else who does believe it!

How many playlists do you have on Spotify/Apple music: i think like... 65??? i dont really use them though, i just listen to my liked songs playlist LDSNFKLJF

sharpies or highlighters: HIGHLIGHTERSS!!! i love bright colors

A song that makes you cry: Practically any cavetown song!! a lot of them are just really comforting to me, but the one that tends to hit the closest to home is probably the song empty bed!!

A song that makes you happy: I have lots of songs that make me happy, and a lot of them give off an insane vibe because im super normal, and they are -Hole Dwelling by Kikuo -Anytime You Smile by JT Music -Vampire Culture by Will Wood -Let's go to heaven! By Kikuo (again) -Snail by Cavetown (again)

Do you write/draw/create: yes! Yes i think!!! mostly draw though HEHEHE okay uhhuhfuah @karineverse @inka-boi @starswirly @mythicalmagical-monkeyman @birdinabowl @beanyboi173 @charlieswanismydad AND ANYONE ELSE WHO WANTS TO