#httyd superpowers au

[evilwriter37]

What powers would Viggo and Dagur have if they did have powers in your superpowers AU?

I want to give Viggo telepathy or telekinesis. Fishlegs already has a type of telepathy though, so I think telekinesis for Viggo would be so cool.

Dagur’s a lot harder to figure out. What if he could control fire like Snotlout, and the both of them end up jealous of each other over it? That could be a lot of fun.

Crap…

Now I want to give them powers in this AU.

[howtoauyourdragon]

A Superhero AU in which Hiccup's superpower is literally the inability to die when he's supposed to.

[littlemisspascal]

Rockford & Roan Pt. 4

Pairing: Tim Rockford x Female Reader/OFC ‘Roan’

Word Count:2.8k

Summary:  “Do you doubt our match, Miss Roan?” he asks, and it’s a shocking enough question you legitimately can’t tell if he’s joking or not. But if he is being serious…

Rating: T 

Warnings: Language, Reader has a dog, Reader has military background, Superpower AU, They Were Roommates AU, self-esteem issues, soulmates-ish, original characters, worldbuilding, references of dead bodies + suicide, police, HTTYD reference, scars

- Reader has no first name and no physical traits described in detail except for being shorter than Rockford. Reader is mentioned to have hair

Author Note: Thank you so so much for all the kind support 💗

Special thanks to @beecastle for beta reading and encouraging me 💜💜💜

Series Masterlist

The Case

You take possession of one of Rockford’s spare notebooks, yellow and spiral bound, scribbling down details about the case he’s been asked by the police to help investigate.

7 suicides over the past 8 months 

Unsure why the brief lapse during the third month

Perhaps to throw police off potential trail?

Victims are all different ages, backgrounds, careers

Also found dead in different locations across Fox Leap—alleyways, parking lots, isolated spots

No witnesses

No suicide notes left behind 

Single commonality: all died by ingesting a cyanide pill

Suspects? None

Police aren’t convinced deaths are connected 

Rockford is certain they are

I don’t know what to think

The Invitation

Friday evening finds you job hunting across the internet from the comfort of the couch. It’s another one of the steps of Dr. Odair’s grand therapy plan to reintegrate you into society. Of course, what she failed to mention was that the potential career opportunities for ex-military empaths are few and far between. You lean back against the cushion, resisting the urge to grab your mug of tea and pour it onto your laptop. It’s not the computer’s fault there’s a prejudice against those with mind-gifts after all. 

The squeaks of Banjo’s stuffed toy pull your attention towards the dog rolling around on the floor, his beloved plush panda Bamboo held between his paws, teeth gnawing at its leg. Rockford lies stretched out on the white rug nearby, eyes closed, the picture perfect example of tranquility. He isn’t sleeping—you can tell by the tapping of his fingers against his stomach, a song only he knows—but it’s nice to pretend. For all that you’ve pestered him with questions about his job and for all that Rockford has patiently answered each one without even the tiniest thrum of irritation, his bizarre, seemingly nonexistent sleeping schedule is a topic you’ve yet to broach with him. 

Brown eyes snap open, startling you so badly it’s a miracle your laptop isn’t sent crashing to the floor. Before you can ask what’s wrong, Rockford’s on his feet and stalking off down the hallway in a blur. You blink, caught off guard, and exchange a look with an equally bewildered Banjo. Should you follow after him or…?

A knock on the front door makes the decision for you.

The prospect of a guest sends Banjo into a tizzy, ditching Bamboo without remorse, tail wagging so fast it’s a wonder it doesn’t fly off. You can’t exactly blame him. Other than a quick visit from the landlady to give you your own set of keys and introduce herself— Professor Rosasharn Claremont, an instructor of forensic sciences at the local university with prehensile hair she used to slap the back of Rockford’s head for not visiting her enough—nobody’s knocked on the door as long as you’ve lived here.

You’re not sure who’s brain function shorts out first when you open the door: yours or the unknown man wearing a police badge on his belt. He’s middle-aged, dirty blond hair, a scar twisting along in a distorted line from the left side of his mouth to his ear. A hideous mark, but at the same time intriguing in its uniqueness. You can’t help but think how if it was copied onto the right side, it’d almost look like some kind of villainous grin.

Banjo’s attempt of squeezing between your leg and the doorway to get a good sniff of the man is enough to jumpstart you back into motion. Nudging him away with your socked foot, you tell him to return to his bed, punctuating the command with a firm point of your finger. Only once he sullenly pads away, ears drooped as if you’ve just gutted Bamboo right in front of him with a butcher knife, do you turn back to face the policeman, who appears to have also gotten over his initial surprise.

“Can I help you, officer?”

“Inspector,” he corrects with an accent you can’t quite place, almost like a rumbling sort of growl, but despite the harsh sound his tone is polite as he introduces himself. “Inspector Dorrance with the Fox Leap Police Department. I’m here for Tim Rockford.”

His emotions are almost unnaturally steady, like he’s got the internal parts of a clock ticking away rather than temperamental hormones. You figure he must’ve gone through some sort of training course for mood management. Smart. A lawman with a high pressure job, anger issues, and a loaded gun is a disaster waiting to happen.

“Oh, is this about the case?” you ask with far more perkiness in your voice than you intend. 

“He told you about that, did he,” Inspector Dorrance says in the exact same instant that Rockford calls out from the depths of the apartment, “Get to the point why you’re here, Kez.”

Kez? You mouth to yourself before opening the door wider, inviting the inspector to step inside. He isn’t subtle as he looks around, gaze lingering noticeably on the few personal items of yours spread throughout the room, before he turns towards the hall.

“Another body’s been found. Abandoned warehouse near the wharf.”

“And?” Rockford asks, still out of view. 

Dorrance side-eyes you, clearly debating with himself the legalities of discussing an open case with a civilian present. A civilian he clearly knew nothing about as of two minutes ago. You offer up only silence in response, too curious for your own good to leave without him directly asking.

“Oh for fuck’s sake.” Your roommate emerges from his office, his trench coat gripped in one hand and mouth fixed in an unimpressed frown. He gestures between you and the inspector. “Kez, my current roommate and match, Roan. Roan, my ex-roommate and one of the only competent members of law enforcement in the city, Keziah. Can we get back to the victim now?”

Your eyes widen. Ex-roommate? How long have they known each other? There’s definitely a story there. 

“I’m sorry,” Dorrance begins, “did you just say she’s your match? When the hell were you going to tell me this happened?”

“Apparently not,” Rockford mutters. “I was going to tell you when it came up. And it just did.”

“You—” Dorrance cuts himself off with a sharp exhale through his nose.

It really is a credit to Dorrance’s mood management training his emotions don’t even so much as dip or catch fire. Instead, he shoots Rockford a look that plainly says, We’re going to be talking about this later, and then turns to face you once more.

“I wish we were meeting on better circumstances. And I’m sure I don’t need to tell you since you’re his match that underneath this—” he gestures vaguely at Rockford which doesn’t go unnoticed.

“You just gestured to all of me.”

Dorrance carries on, unbothered, “—is a giant question mark nobody will ever find the answer to. But if I were to bet on anyone coming close, I’d put my money on you.”

“Thank you, I think,” you say, daring a quick glance at Rockford’s face, which you’re pleased to notice has softened the tiniest bit. “You’ll be the first one I tell if I do.”

For whatever reason, your answer has the inspector immediately smirking, left side of his face stretched tight due to the scar tissue.

“Kez, in addition to being a recurring pain in my side,” Rockford explains, sensing your confusion, “is also a lie detector. Any hint of dishonesty and his gift’ll catch it. Makes him handy in the interrogation room.”

Gifts can be interesting like that sometimes, lining up perfectly with a specific job. A singer with the ability to alter their voice to any pitch, a fireman with an immunity to burns, a veterinarian who can speak to animals–you’ve seen them all. Human lie detector is a new one though, you’ll admit.

Dorrance shoves a hand into his pocket, fishing out his phone vibrating with an incoming text. He scans the message, smirk wiped off his face and replaced with grimness. 

“Right, back to the reason I came over,” he says briskly, tucking his cell away again. “You know how the victims never leave notes?”

“Yes.” Rockford’s listening attentively, eyes narrowed. “What of it?”

“This one did.”

Rockford’s expression doesn’t change, not even a twitch of his brow. His mind though, oh his mind’s the calm before the storm. Something’s beginning to stir awake underneath the surface. Tempted by the reveal, hungry for more details to dig its teeth into. 

For weeks you’ve wondered about the depths unknown to your empathy, about what lurks there. You’ve got a distinct, icy certainty crawling up your spine you’re soon to discover another side of your match previously unseen. 

“Will you come to the scene?” Dorrance asks hopefully.

“Of course. No point sitting at home when there’s an exciting development going on.” Rockford begins slipping his arms through the sleeves of his trench coat, adjusting the collar to his liking. “It’s been awhile since I’ve been down to the wharf.”

“Just try not to piss off anyone, will you? One dead body is enough to deal with as it is.”

“I’ll be on my best behavior,” Rockford says with a wry grin. Then, turning to you, he arches an eyebrow, “Well, Roan, you got any plans this evening?”

You think of your laptop back on the couch, numerous job sites still left to be checked. 

“Uh, no,” you answer, shaking your head. “Not really.”

“Roan was in the military,” your roommate tells the inspector, but his eyes remain held on your face, a speculating glint in them that has you subconsciously straightening up. Almost as if you’re standing at attention. “You saw a lot of violent deaths, didn’t you?”

“That’s an understatement.”

“Witnessed several dangerous situations?”

“Worst of the worst. Stuff of pure nightmares.”

The atmosphere in the room shifts, becoming heavier. There’s a crime scene needing to be examined, a case to be closed, and yet everything seems to have slowed down all at once. As if the very air itself has frozen solid. And you realize you’re holding your breath, waiting for something.

“Want to see some more?”

An invitation.

Dr. Odair’s been telling you now that you’ve matched and your mind-gift has become more manageable, it’s time to pick up some hobbies. To go out to more places for fun other than just the library and dog park. No doubt she was probably thinking of safe and relaxing options like chess or badminton or pottery classes at the rec center.

The problem though, is that safe and relaxing doesn’t spark a wildfire in your blood, bringing you back to the days where you had a clear purpose to fulfill and problems to deal with head-on. You want another adventure, and here’s one dangling right in front of you, just waiting for you to say—

“Hell yes,” you blurt out, and even without your mind-gift you can tell Rockford’s happy with your choice by the half curl of his mouth and crinkling around his eyes as he asks Dorrance for the address.

The Doubt

Rockford holds the cab door open for you, sliding in after you’ve settled against the plush seat with Banjo secure in your lap. The little mutt’s tail beats a rhythm against your jacket, excited about the trip even if he has no clue the final destination. You’re still not convinced bringing a dog of all creatures to an active crime scene investigation is the wisest move, but let the record show your roommate has a helluva weakness for Banjo’s puppy eyes. 

“Keziah’s team of imbeciles disguised as CSIs are wreaking havoc on the scene as we speak. I highly doubt there’s much more damage Banjo can cause,” Rockford had said with an amused look when you voiced your concern. “Besides, no man left behind. Isn’t that the military creed?”

And well, he wasn’t wrong about that. (Not to mention, you’ve got a pretty big weakness for Banjo’s sweet brown eyes too…)

The drive to the wharf is brief without too much annoying traffic. Outside, the sun’s dipped out of sight and darkness is enveloping the city, street lights blinking on. Inside, it’s quiet except for a country song playing lowly on the radio. The cabbie’s mood is easygoing if not a little bogged down by exhaustion whereas Banjo’s is a bouncy spring of enthusiasm, nose practically pressed against the window as his eyes struggle to keep up with all the sights rolling past. Still, as entertaining as the pup’s emotions are, your mind-gift continues circling back to the man sitting next you like a homing pigeon.

Nothing’s changed within his mindscape during the journey. The calm, almost eerie stillness from before is still in effect. You can tell he’s thinking about something—the man’s never not thinking—but whatever it is clouding his gaze, furrowing his brow, is not disturbing enough to imprint upon your empathy. It’s moments like this one where you wish you were a mind reader, if only for a few seconds. 

“We’re here,” Rockford announces, paying the cabbie his fare.

Scrambling out of the vehicle, you set Banjo down on the ground. While he performs a full-bodied shake, you take in the cluster of police cars and flashing lights and abundance of barricade tape surrounding a warehouse, derelict and foreboding, along the waterfront. The press have also caught wind of the scene, prowling around with their microphones and cameras like vultures. You swallow, subconsciously twisting the leash around your fingers.

You’d wanted an adventure and yet…this is all so very, very different from a battlefield. It’s a whole other form of organized chaos, and it’s terrifying not having the slightest clue how to safely navigate it. 

Your initial fears were misplaced. It won’t be Banjo making a mess. It will be you.

Rockford starts forward, clearly eager to get to work, only to halt after five steps when you fail to follow. He turns around to look you over from head to toe, carefully nudging at your mind-gift as he does so, confusion only deepening when he fails to understand your lack of movement. “Is something the matter?”

You bite your lip, glancing nervously once more between the hive of activity and his steady brown eyes. “I don’t think I belong here.”

Rockford stares at you, the glow of the street light illuminating one side of his face. 

“Do you doubt our match, Miss Roan?” he asks, and it’s a shocking enough question you legitimately can’t tell if he’s joking or not. But if he is being serious…

Your head’s already shaking aggressively before a response forms. “N-no, absolutely not!” you say hastily, frantic to assure him of the truth. You close the gap of distance, hoping somehow being closer will remedy the spiraling situation, but when that doesn’t smoothen out the wrinkles on his forehead your empathy reacts by hurling a tangled ball of loyalty-friendship-safety-contentment straight at him. The most desperate of Hail Mary plays.

Rockford sucks in a breath. You watch his expression spasm, knocked off-kilter, before it settles into something as exasperated as it is fond. This time, the nudge against your mind-gift is firmer, the only warning you get before the ball you’d thrown returns and smacks you square in the chest. 

“Oh,” is your immediate reaction, breathless from the intensity.

What was it he had said before? You and him are two halves of the same whole.

And then there’s a warm hand on top of your head, gentle, affectionate, and you’re breathless for an entirely different reason. You blink up at Rockford, heart thudding in your chest.

“That’s right. You,” he says slowly, purposefully, “belong anywhere I am. Banjo, too.”

Banjo woofs, baring his teeth in a snaggletoothed grin, and you’d chuckle at that if you had any air left in your lungs. Not for the first time, you cannot help but marvel at your match’s realness. There’s no such thing as perfection, but you think he comes pretty damn close. 

“Now you’ve done it,” you aim for humor, but you can’t shake the wobble from your voice. “You'll never know a moment’s peace again.”

“Ah, peace is overrated,” Rockford declares with an unconcerned shrug, hand returning to the pocket of his trench coat. “So, we’re in agreement then. We’re stuck with each other.”

“Mhmm, no take backsies.”

You needed this moment, this reassurance. The doubts you hadn’t even known you carried have been firmly put to rest, vanquished by the proof he values the soulbond tying your lives together just as much as you do. 

But despite the importance of this conversation you can’t keep ignoring the flashing lights up ahead forever. Your eyes slide past Rockford, spotting Inspector Dorrance in his grey suit amongst the sea of navy uniformed officers gesturing with his arms.

“Ultimately, it’s your choice where you go,” Rockford says, and it’s clear he’s made up his own mind by the way he turns away from you, resuming his walk towards the scene. 

You watch the dramatic flaring of the bottom of his coat with each step, watch the tapping of his fingers against his left thigh, watch as the man tosses one last remark over his shoulder:

“Keep up, Roan. We both know you’re coming with me.”

By the time he reaches the barricade tape, you and Banjo are right by his side. Exactly where you both belong.

[forestshadow-wolf]

A lot (most) of these are not completed, just fyi, also uh... i left the smut in

yes some of these are repeats

@letmelickyoureyeballs

~~~ httyd AUs ~~~

"So you keep me sharp and test my worth in blood" by Myriadblvck (@/myriadblvck)

"The dancing and the dreaming" by Kyoki_Luna6491 (@/queermentaldisaster)

"Perched unlikely" by PotatoBeanFestival (me!)

"fly with me" by Immortal6_9Sandbox

~~~ fallout 4 AUs ~~~

"Godskin apostles" by countrycoleslaw

"dreams of meltdown" by AmazinglyMediocre

~~~ magic/monsters/creatures AUs ~~~

"to be a lighthouse for wayward creatures" series by eiraeths (@/eiraeths)

"141 monster/fantasy au" series by sauseboss_yahoo

-- ok this one is basically just smut but...

"monsters of 141 au" series by Ciel_Creations

"I don't think we're in space anymore" by MeowMeowRiley (@/meowmeowriley)

"my dream, my addiction, mine" by rustling_leaves

"winged au" by echoric

"fae!soap superstitious bastard!ghost" series by Cthulhus_Stepmom (@/cthulhusstepmom)

"herbs, honey, and your favorite flowers" by ghcst (@/ghcstao3)

"called home to the depth of the forest" by shadesofstarlight

"werewolf ghost" series by winterbucky

"the element of explosion" by BID (@/tacticaltaxonomist)

"predator and prey" by snapple714

"the one where they have superpowers (working title lol)" by snapple714

"more than human" by snapple714

"collecting strays" by WhisperedWords12

"blinking" by witchofsparkles

"shift the way you see" by Karlethandra_Merthensa

"wings and whiskers" series by HornedMagpie

"exit wound" by spectralsoldiers

"howl" by Sillililli (@/silli---lilli)

"soapghost supes! au" series by latorgator

"the orca and the shark" by Tezzeon

"make it better" by yeenybeanies (@/yeenybeanies)

"cryptid soap au" series by Crispyywheat (@/crispyywheat)

"demons beside us" by Najti

~~~ Medieval/knights/gladiators AUs ~~~

"picking petals off roses" by CedarDove

-- this one might just be sex. I don't remember lmao

"honeysuckle" by exyllent

"stars, guide me to him" by Howdy_Ghost_Writer

"forever and always" by TheMightyScoot

"belies the quiet grounds" by ArcadeGhostAdventurer

-- regency era

"royal duties" by snapple714

"upheaval" by Gummichii

- avatar(blue people) au

"safety hazard" by Red_Clegane (@/redclegane)

-- the president

~~~ Western/Mecha/PacRim AUs ~~~

"One more killing (to the man that has no name)" by jackieboysHorrorHouse (@/rainerestored)

"horse shoes and cowboy hats" by DR34MIE_GoATM4N

"going metal" by TAFKAmayle

"start where i end" series by zunshtral (@/genshoomf)

~~~ Soulmates/Apocalypses ~~~

"Haunted" by eddie_dxaz

"red string of fate is tangling" by oshikiri_toru

"and i wish i could change" by SoftKing

"written on your heart" by JGVFHL (@/jgvfhl)

"with colours over all the wasted years" by kilikinnie

"between the sand and the stardust" by tey_a

do you have any non-modern ghoap fics? like medieval, knights, viking, gladiators, kings/queens/nobles, gods too i guess. i crave it please

I do have a few, not as much as the others, but a few. I do have to go MIA for a little bit to do some Side Quests(TM), and then I can get you some more, but I didn't want to leave this hanging.

but for now I leave you with the Revenant AU on ao3 by reds_skull (@/reds-skull on here). I'll tag you when I've got more for you.

[reallyprofoundkryptonite]

Stormrider

Krogan but like, electrokinesis that’s highly unpredictable and he can’t really control it. A perfect weapon for anyone who tries to get him angry to take a good ol dirt nap.

[leiasfanaccount648]

Rare AU Day!!

I have an entire afternoon and evening all to myself today (and possibly a day off school tomorrow due to winter weather) so I figured why not do a writing blurb/headcanon day!

You can send in any concepts/ideas/AU’s you think that are under appreciated and rarely ever see and everyone can discuss them! They can be about anyone that I write for (Tom Holland, Harrison Osterfield, Zendaya, Peter Parker, MJ, and, if you’ve seen what else I’ve written, HTTYD characters and characters from other shows/movies that I love.

The AU’s, once again, can be anything that you love yet almost never see! Here’s a list to help give some ideas!!

Royal (old or modern)

Greaser

Military

Theatre

Rich Kid/Lifestyle

Dance

Circus/Freak Show

Superpowers/Elements

Supernatural/Mythical Creatures/Beings

Egyptian Lifestyle (old or modern like the mummy movie)

Struggling Artist

Feel free to start sending stuff in and if you want to write about any of this stuff that we come up with go ahead!!

(Just be sure to credit the person who gave the idea so that no chair ensues haha)

Tags/Mutals/Signal Boost:

@gigglyparker @peterspanish @fratboievans @hr-hxlland @spidey-caps @spiderrrling @dtftomholland @spiderboytotherescue

[kingofthewilderwest]

Don't worry, I take over my sleep time to read and write fanfictions. I wouldn't have time otherwise! I have an entire Word page with only links to fanfictions I still have to read! And it's all right to not read fanfictions if you don't want to. It's just an hobby among others. Anyway, you wrote fanfictions?? Now I'm curious, could I have a link, if you don't mind? Have a good night too and sorry for my grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language (btw, thank you for the likes

From this. Sorry I’m slow replying!! thanks for your wonderful messages! :)

No worries about grammar! Your English is great, and even if it weren’t, that’s no bother to me either. :) The fact that you’re communicating in a language that isn’t your first… just means you have extra skills and are even more awesome! :) 

I love how dedicated you are to looking at others’ fanfictions, even creating a Word document page to make sure you remember them. That’s beautiful and cool. And I’m getting curious about what you’ve written, too! 

Thanks so much for asking about my fics - this touches me! Sure, I’m happy to share! I tend to post all fics on tumblr and FFN, with FFN being my primary hub. On tumblr I use the tag #my fanfiction and tag all stories by their title. My FFN profile is kingofthewilderwest.

I’m so so so so so SO touched when anyone reads or interacts with my fics (though since I write casually, I ask no constructive criticism

THE VIGILANTE’S WAR

HTTYD. YEAR: 2014. LENGTH: 57,110 WORDS. A mysterious, antagonistic dragon rider dubbed “the Vigilante” crosses paths with Hiccup, and her increasingly violent actions appear to be leading to war against Berk. 

He tightened his hands, loosened them again. Breathed in, breathed out. He could feel himself stooped in the dirt, his shoulders hunched over his head, his knees buried in the ground and tucked underneath his torso. His neck was bent low close to the earth, providing him a good view of his hands and the ground and nothing else.

Well, and the blood.

That can’t possibly be all mine.

- PROLOGUE: FROM OUT OF THE HAZE

HTTYD 2′s original drafts had Valka as the main antagonist. I found this so interesting that I decided to rewrite HTTYD 2 - with a few of my own spins - on this concept. One of my most well-known fics, “The Vigilante’s War” is where I’ve gotten the most thorough reviews and most emotional reactions.

THE VIGILANTE’S LEGACY 

HTTYD. YEARS: 2014-2016. LENGTH: 20,546 WORDS. There’s been four years of war between three factions. Drago’s army. The Vigilante and her dragons. Berk and their allies. But now, Chief Hiccup believes there’s a way to end the conflict. Sequel to “The Vigilante’s War.”

Hiccup spoke up. Cleared his voice. Tapped his pointer finger apprehensively on the cell’s iron door. “You said we were making a mistake.” Might as well speak straight to the point of his visit. “Something about ‘you and every one of your warriors are making a mistake’ or – or something like that.”

For a moment Hiccup wondered if Valka actually would reply. The calculating gaze she gave him from the corner of her prison certainly did not seem a positive sign. However, then, with a steady, lilting cadence to her voice, she succinctly affirmed, “I did.” Just those two words. Nothing more.

- VIII. THE MISTAKES OF WAR

It’s unfinished; I haven’t updated because I ran out of steam and didn’t receive enough reader feedback encouraging me to continue. Though I did have a very vivid final chapter in mind… that I still love… which I never got to…?

MEMOIRS

HTTYD. YEARS: 2015-2016. LENGTH: 44,289 WORDS. My ongoing collection of drabbles for HTTYD. Angst, pain, comfort, humor, crossovers, crack, it’s all there. Favorites include “Family Portrait,” “Stubble,” “Buffcup the Brawny,” and “Remember When.”

He held her hand softly, one wrinkled hand laid gently on top of another. It was just her and him now in the house all alone – for their children had left on a voyage with the grandkids, and would not be back for a week yet, if even two. It evoked the quietness of the old days, back before they were old, back during the times when they were newlyweds and younger even than their grandchildren were today. Oh, but the smell of her hair was just as refreshing now as when it was blonde.

- REMEMBER WHEN

DINNER AT DRAGON’S EDGE 

HTTYD. YEAR: 2015. LENGTH: 5,452 WORDS. The gang’s settling in at Dragon’s Edge. To make sure everything operates smoothly, Hiccup suggests a chore rotation system. That means everyone has to do their fair share of the cooking… but it doesn’t mean everyone is a fair cook.

“Oh my gods, is this dinner or what the rats threw away?” Snotlout exclaimed, terrified at the Unidentified Edible Object before him.

Tuffnut picked it up with one experimental hand and held it out before him at a safe distance. People would have held poisonous snakes or bloodied torture devices more cheerily. Squinting his eyes and peering carefully at the peculiar specimen pinched between his fingers, rubbing under his chin with his other, free hand, Tuffnut remarked, “Looks something like what Barf and Belch poop out after they get sick and…”

- 1. ASSIGNING JOBS

This humorous fic I think is where I do best capturing HTTYD character personalities and interactions.

[SUPER]HERO THE HARD WAY 

HTTYD. YEARS: 2014-2017. LENGTH: 86,566 WORDS. In a modern world where Berk is full of superheroes battling the League of Outcasts, power-less Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third struggles to receive appreciation for who he is. Through his crime-fighting journey, Hiccup learns that, while he might not have powers, he can become a Hero the Hard Way.

“I wasn’t born with anything. Don’t have anything. I’m the son of Chief Stoick “Skullcrusher” and I don’t have anything. Not even a superpower to turn objects purple. Which frankly would be completely pointless but at least it would have been something.“

He realized he was babbling and promptly shut his mouth. He looked over at Fishlegs, who appeared to be wordlessly processing the information. The teenager appeared baffled moreso than anything else, which at least meant he was not outright rejecting him.

“So you’re going to train to be a superhero… and you don’t have any powers? I got that right?”

“You got that right.”

“Wow.” Fishlegs said.

Hiccup waited for more.

“That’s actually really cool.”

- CHAPTER THREE: SIDEKICKED

This started as me intending to write one crack chapter. It turned into me envisioning a ROB / DOB modern AU where all characters were superheroes. The final product became a retelling of HTTYD 1′s basic concept: Hiccup gaining his peers’ approval despite being different. Somehow, despite me 70% adlibbing by the seat of my pants (should I be admitting this?), I had great fun. And it brought in the most reviews, follows, and favorites of any of my posted stories! Thanks for the reads and support, everyone!!!

RESET OR RESUME 

UT. YEAR: 2016-2017. LENGTH: 85,841 WORDS. Gaster’s research unlocks the secret of time travel. After the Royal Scientist’s untimely end, one of Gaster’s colleagues - Sans - finds himself with the power to Reset. Confronted with unpleasant timelines and dangerous choices, Sans must decide how to navigate through time… if it’s worth resetting for a better future, continuing with hope for the present, or simply giving up.

No longer timid and silent, the human happily babbled all sorts of nonsense to Sans, everything from how to bake snow pies to how weird Sans’ skull looked to how beautiful the ribbon in their hair was to their opinions of Papyrus’ ‘battle body’ to how their mom didn’t like the color black to their personal opinion of ferrets to a long narrative of their encounter with a snail-loving old lady they met on the other side of the Ruins door. Everything could be the topic of a conversation. There was no filter and even less sense of restraint for this child.

“How are you a SKELETON?” their happy little high-pitched voice squeaked. They flew gallantly over a twig that rested, flat, on the surface of the snow. Powder flew everywhere as they landed heavily into the snowbank. “That means – that means you should be DEAD, you know!”

“who says i’m not dead?” Sans trolled with a wink.

With a shrieking giggle, they exclaimed, “Don’t be silly! Only ghosts are dead!”

“i could be a skeleton ghost.”

“No you – no you can’t.” The human seemed to be quite confident about their knowledge in paranormal metaphysics. “You can be a skeleton. You can be a ghost. But nobody – NOBODY – can be a skeleton ghost.”

“is that so?”

“YES so! You CAN’T be both. That would be wrong.” Maybe the human mentally categorized skeletons and ghosts as separate Halloween creatures, ensuring they were mutually exclusive concepts. It was always challenging to comprehend a child’s train of logic. “Except…” and now the child paused, leaning down and tugging at the sleeve of their sweater. Something thoughtful – at least as much as one so young could be thoughtful – passed over their eyes. They cocked their head to the side and stared at Sans. In the same sort of innocence with which they had talked about ferrets, the human inquired, “…can ghosts also be dust?”

- 5. KNOCKS [[File 5.2 IH-20150701-3-3]]

I have particular fondness for this fic. I spent more energy and care with this than any other I’ve posted. Drenched it through with UT lore. Edited and revised thoroughly. Had two beta readers examine my ASL for accurate representation. I wrote extensive outlines that were several page long color-coded charts, had all this meticulous structuring going on…

The problem was, this was an impossibly ambitious project. Life got in the way, too. The 85,841 words here aren’t close to the end of Part 1. The final two Parts were going to explain the weirdness within Part 1 (the story doesn’t begin in chronological order - it gets pieced together like a puzzle). What I planned to write would have included a complex characterization arc for Sans, every human child that’s visited the underground, and multiple resets containing main character deaths… until the story would end with Sans confronting Frisk in the Genocide Route.

Hopefully, despite the incompleteness, this is enjoyable from its comedy to its angst! I would at least encourage people to read the first few chapters! Or “Socks” - an entire chapter devoted to Sans and Gaster pulling sock pranks on each other.

SOMEHOW THEY’RE STILL OFFICERS

FMAB. YEAR: 2018-2019. LENGTH: 6,036 WORDS. Ahhhhhh yes. Team Mustang. The hand-selected, elite group of military officers who effectively spend their time… doing nonsense. 

Everyone was scrambling at once. Mustang rushed forward to greet their guest, perfect composure only broken by the fast pace at which he moved. In fact the colonel’s posture was almost a proud enough display to make his lack of shirt go unnoticed. But Falman chucked his cards away at the same time he tried to salute; Breda was ducking from Falman’s sudden card shower; Fuery was launching pants and underwear in Havoc’s face; and Lieutenant Hawkeye, obviously abashed to be in this room at all, was covering her eyes with her hand in what was either her life’s longest sigh, or a pathetic attempt to hide her face and identity.

- WE WERE JUST PLAYING CARDS

My collection of FMA drabbles, particularly stories of Team Mustang shenanigans. Prompts / requests welcome for more adventures!

I have a few other drabbles posted, too. I also have unfinished chapters of Voltron fanfictions on my computer that I could share, too? Maybe I should? I’m currently working on several Royai fanfictions, other FMA drabbles, and a longer Deponia fanfiction.

Thank you again for being so nice and connecting with me over fanfiction and fandom and FMA and more. You’re a really wonderful and cool person and you made my day.

[avannak]

superhero au?

Ey! I do, in fact, have a couple posts somewhat discussing that (for HTTYD)! Mostly in #superpowers

Here’s a quick breakdown:

Superpowers of the Berk Teens

Hiccup I & II

Astrid

Tiny drabble

And a bonus: Opposite Powers!

Fanfic Never Have I Ever

[heavensxfire]

Modern Mermaid / h2o AU: Httyd characters

You don’t mess with mermaids!

Some more details to the AU: The story and all is based on the TV-Show H2O Just add water

Astrid, Ruffnut and Heather fall into the moon pool on the full moon on the island Mako (not gonna change the original name, but the island they’re all living on is Berk). The next morning Astrid discovers shes a mermaid when shes taking a shower and she suddenly falls down and has a tail. Her tail is orange/red. Ruff finds out because Tuffnut splashes water on her and when shes about to hit him she falls down in front of him with a tail. Her tail is blue. Heather finds out when she’s brushing her teeth, also falls down 10 seconds after the water touches her skin. Her tail is white/silver.

They also later discover that they have water-based superpowers, Astrid can heat up water and also has other heat-based powers, Ruff can freeze it and has ice-based powers and Heather can control it. Since Heather naturally can sing good, she also gets a siren voice, she can switch between her normal singing voice and her siren voice. Also there is Rosethorn (oc from @edge-of-bizarre) she appears later, she can turn water into jelly or make it hard. I’ll tell more about the powers later.

Astrid is very confused and at first unhappy about it all and she tells her boyfriend Hiccup right away that she, Ruff and Heather suddenly turn into mermaids. She sprays water on herself and he starts laughing, he stops when she falls down in front of him. Hiccup is a surfer and son of the mayor. He then tells Fishlegs, his best friend. They’re both very smart, Hiccup is good with marine biology and Fish with science. So they all begin to discover and explore what happened to them and why and how etc.

Ruffnut is very happy and excited about her new gift. She doesnt see a problem in telling Snotlout, the guy with whom she hooks up sometimes, spoiled cousin of Hiccup. And also her and Tuff’s bestfriend. She just kinda drags him to the sea and turns into a mermaid in front of him and while Tuffnut screams into his face “THIS IS SO AMAZING, DO YOU SEE IT??? OH MY G O O O O D” Snotlout faints (such drama). And both twins cant stop laughing. When he wakes up he lies on the beach and Ruff in her mermaid form lies beside him and is like “I’m still here😏” and shows off her tail.

Heather has just discovered that Dagur, the guy who is rumoured to be crazy, always searches for hints of mermaids to the point of obsession, believes in their existence because he saw one once and always tries to prove it to the others, is her brother. And she, who never believed him and called him crazy, is now a mermaid herself. They live together because their father disappeared and she is afraid to tell him, she’s afraid that he will use her and her friends to get rich or something and she’s guilty that she didnt believe him, she still doesn’t know him very well because they just found out that they’re related. He eventually finds out about them because he traps her on the Mako island. He freaks out and there is a long speech and all, then he swears with his life that he will protect the secret.

Rosethorn comes later 2 or 3 years after the other girls have turned into mermaids. She turned into a mermaid on a trip around the Mako island when her family was on a vacation on Berk, she was a mermaid since 12. Her tail is green. She finds out that she isnt the only one when she swims to Mako’s moon pool and Astrid is there in her mermaid form with Hiccup and Fishlegs, exploring something. They see that its the new girl (because everyone knows everyone on Berk) they see her tail, she sees Astrid’s tail, and she at first panics and swims away. She later meets them again and they talk and yeah.

Powers: Astrid: Hydro-Thermokinesis (heating or boiling water), Pyrokinesis (control over fire), Electrokinesis (controlling and manipulating electricity) Ruffnut: Hydro-Cryokinesis (freezing water), Cyrokinesis (ability to manipulate and control frost, ice, cold, snow etc.) Heather: Hydrokinesis (elemental ability to create, control and manipulate water), Aerokinesis (manipulating and controlling the wind and the air), Siren Singing (puts a person (usually a man) into an irresistible, hypnotic trance) Rosethorn: Gelidkinesis (turning water into a jelly-like substance), Substanciakinesis (ability to harden the water into a something similar to glass or crystal)

More about merpeople powers

Let me know if you want more of this AU, I hope you’ll like it❤

[ghosta-r]

1-70, Dragon ask

O.O omg someone actually did it. alright here we go. this is gonna take a while.

how would you handle living on Berk? well, it would be a huge culture shock for a while, obviously. it would take me a while to get used to not having wifi and running water. but i think in the long run i’d like it! they were simpler times, after all. also adventure. can’t get adventure like that in the 21st century, can we?

how do you think you’d be different if you grew up on Berk? i think my mind wouldn’t be as cluttered. i think i would live a simpler life. i would likely still be enthusiastic and creative and kinda weird, but in a very Viking way.

yaks, chicken, or sheep? um... i guess sheep? i’d probably have one that i’d just hang out with all the time and talk to like it was a cat or something lol

the chicken is not amused. what did you do wrong? i procrastinated homework that’s what

favorite dragon species? don’t ask me that. it’s like trying to pick a favorite cat breed! i don’t care what kind it is just give me all the kitties!!! same with dragons. i love them all.

what type of dragon would you like to ride? is that different from the dragon you’d most likely ride? um... i think i’d like to ride a Triple Stryke or a Deathsong or a Flightmare. something unexpected! but i’d most likely ride a Gronckle; probably all i could handle.

how would your first flight on a dragon turn out? maybe with me flopping down on my back and simultaneously wanting to fly every minute of my life and to never fly again.

on a scale of Snotlout to Hiccup, how are your dragon riding skills? on that scale i am Dagur. just dicking around like a maniac until i figure it out.

would you get into trouble on Berk? it depends. i’m not exactly a daredevil and i’m not an inventor of potentially dangerous weapons. looking at you, hiccup. but no matter how much i try to stay out of the spotlight i manage to do one or two things wrong so yeah i’d probably get into minimal trouble

would you try Astrid's yaknog? yes, out of politeness. then, if i’m brave enough, i’d critique it. without getting punched in the face.

coolest dragon? NIGHTFURY

scariest dragon? the Screaming Death. that thing is freaky. of course i did once make up a giant spider dragon but that’s not canon so it don’t count

most unique dragon? i’d say the Triple Stryke! it’s like a scorpion pokemon and i love it so much

favorite dragon class? uh.... i guess Strike class?

suggest a new dragon species. what does it look like? what are its powers? SPIDER DRAGON!!! well, technically it’s called the Arachnid Vilehide. it looks similar to a Deathsong, only in dark, dull colors with no bright decorations, and it has eight long skinny legs and wings that it can fold into special flaps on its back. also it’s got a couple different venoms; one to put prey to sleep and one to kill prey.

if YOU were a dragon, what would you be? oy. i have no clue. maybe a Terrible Terror.

any underappreciated dragon species you want to give a callout to? GRONCKLES!! they are so sweet and pure and so overlooked!

what do you think Stoick does with all his wooden duck carvings? maybe he’s creating them for his future grandchildren. hehe

the dragon riders can visit anywhere in the world, any place in history. where would you suggest they go? ah....... maybe the Lewis and Clark expedition???? cmon, exploring a mysterious new land? hiccup loves that shit! 

you, Hiccup, Snotlout, and Tuffnut are now roommates in an apartment. how well does this work out? alright i feel like hiccup would be a decent roommate. snotlout and tuffnut on the other hand would not. tuff would probably keep his space fairly contained, but he’d just do a lot of weird shit. i don’t know

you, Astrid, Heather, and Ruffnut are now roommates in an apartment. how well does this work out? alright this would be pretty cool. since we’d all be girls, it wouldn’t be so weird. plus it would be easier for us to bond. girls nights!!

what do you think the dragon riders are like as old women and men? uh... like themselves but.. slower, quieter, and weirder.

which character do you relate the most to? definitely Hiccup. we are both restless explorers. we are both discovering who we are. we are both compassionate, but at the same time take no shit. we are awkward and know we’re a little weirder than everyone else. we are adventurers and stubborn rebels. 

how well do your know your dragon stats? not at all.

who would you want to spend a day with? who would be your best friend? HICCUP.

how would you handle the twins' pranks? Loki'd! i would be very annoyed with them at first. but then as i get used to it i would learn how to retaliate.

you and Snotlout are on patrol together. what happens? Snotlout tries to flirt with me and i ignore him. 

which character would you get along with the least? ah... maybe Snotlout. i don’t know, i kinda get along with everyone so idk

anyone on Berk you'd date?  I hear Bucket is single... maybe ruffnut? she’s so pretty!

axes, swords, hammers, bows and arrows, or maces? i think bows and arrows. i’d suck at close combat!

what would your house look like on Dragon's Edge? homey and cozy. i’d have lots of space for my hobby activities (painting and embroidery, probably) but also special spaces where i have my books, candles, blankets, and pillows just so i can chill there in the evenings. 

what is your favorite house on Dragon's Edge? i think the clubhouse, actually!

what's your favorite island? (outside of Berk) uh i guess Dragon’s Edge? it’s a cool lil place.

favorite villain? i think Viggo. he is definitely one of the most compelling villains i’ve ever seen, and not just in httyd. sad to see him go! i hope he’s not dead.

how would you handle being kidnapped by the Outcasts? i would barely be able to handle it at all. you know, panic and stuff. i’d kinda just hide in wherever the Outcasts put me while i wait for Hiccup to come save my sorry ass.

give the dragon riders superpowers. what can each of them do? um.. Hiccup has actual wings and can fly. Astrid has super strength. the twins can predict anything that will happen in the next hour. i don’t know what the rest of them have, i’m tired

favorite track in the HTTYD or HTTYD 2 OST? i love the track Flying With Mother from httyd2. hiccup is such a mama’s boy!

favorite ship? HICCSTRID. but i also have a soft spot for Dagcup.

favorite friendship? i love Hiccup and Snotlout’s friendship. 

favorite dragon-rider duo? the twins make a great duo. i love them.

favorite secondary or background character? DAGUR! does he count?

suggest a new pairing. why would it work? ah.... maybe Ruffnut and Dagur? they’re both pretty weird but also have lots of strengths. also they are cinnamon rolls. i think they’d make a really cute ship.

I want these two characters to spend more time together... definitely Hiccup and Dagur.

come up with a crack pairing. um.. Snotlout and Fishlegs. idk it’s off the top of my head.

have any HTTYD OCs? YES!!!! i have an OC named Glacier who was once a forager of dragon root for Viggo. eventually she figured out what the dragon root was being used for, so she quit and ended up joining the dragon riders, but not without a lot of hardships along the way. anyways she ends up breaking off completely from her abusers and rising above her fear to defeat them.

suggest a new AU (or mention an AU you like). i’ve recently been getting into a pirates AU! i’ve only just started so it’s really new but i like it a lot

suggest a new crossover (or mention one you like). um idk i’d really like a crossover with Voltron. i think it would be fun!

list off your top three fandoms. now combine them with HTTYD. what would the crossover be like? um, Gravity Falls (a wormhole in time and space makes the dragon riders fall into Gravity Falls), Ghostbusters (the ghosts of the dragon riders are looking for the ghosts of their dragons and the Ghostbusters end up helping them do so), and Voltron (the dragon riders are targeted by Zarkon and Team Voltron protects them). 

list off any three of your fandoms and combine them with HTTYD for the weirdest crossover you can think of. but i just did that! 

do you think any of the dragon riders have children? have any headcanons about the next generation? i have many headcanons. but my favorite is that Hiccup and Astrid end up adopting a little girl and her younger brother when their village is completely destroyed by an unknown enemy.

favorite thing about your favorite character? i love how compassionate Hiccup is. he tries to avoid bloodshed if he can and that’s why he is so pure.

tell me a character and I'll give you a headcanon. um.. i don’t really understand this one.

tell me a character and I'll give you a favorite quote. ???

tell me a show, movie, or movie short and I'll tell you a favorite scene. ?????????

have you read the books? if so, which book is your favorite? i’ve only read a handful of them! but i loved How to Be a Pirate. i’ve gotta finish reading them!

suggest a DreamWorks Dragons episode plot. um... Hiccup is kidnapped by pirates and held for ransom. idk i think it might be a fun episode.

who's an underappreciated character and why do you appreciate them? RUFFNUT IS SO UNDERAPPRECIATED. did you see how badass she was in “Twintuition”??? she’s fuckin awesome!!!!

you have to give each of the dragon riders awards. what awards do you give everyone? to Hiccup: most near-death experiences without actually dying. to Astrid: supreme queen of badassery. to Snotlout: not as big of a jerk as you could have been. to Fishlegs: sweetest nerd in existence. to the twins: best secret geniuses. to Heather: 

who has the best hairstyle? Heather! i love her braid.

should Hiccup, Fishlegs, Snotlout, and Tuffnut grow beards? .....nah.

who has the best outfit? i’d say... Hiccup. he just looks great

how would you react if Snotlout started hitting on you? roll my eyes and ignore him. 

how would you react if Ruffnut started hitting on you? i think i would instinctively blush!

do you know all the lyrics in "For the Dancing and the Dreaming?" yes. yes i do. i may or may not mouth the entire song to myself in the shower. 

let's be mean. how do you think each of the dragon riders will die? in an ideal world, they’ll all die of old age surrounded by their loved ones. but most likely, some of them will die by murder, maybe by recklessness, maybe by accidents with dragons. i honestly don’t know. do i even want to know?

how did you enter the HTTYD fandom? officially? well, it was June 15, 2014. i had just seen httyd2 in theaters with my family. i cried in the theater and i was blown away by how incredible it was. so, as i do when i’m blown away by a movie, i checked out the tag on tumblr. what i found was an amazing fandom filled with such sweet and talented people. that was the day i joined the fandom. 

when did you enter the HTTYD fandom? as i said, June 15, 2014. 

what made you fall in love with How to Train Your Dragon? i think it was the sense of adventure and wonder, and the idea that the person who didn’t expect much of himself and was different from everyone else was the one who changed his entire world. that’s inspiring.

what is something you didn't initially think about but grew to love about HTTYD? probably all the meta that goes with the series. there’s deeper things behind what you initially see. once you see it, it’s beautiful.

what is the BEST thing (to you) about HTTYD and its franchise? the best thing? i’d say it’s the characters. they’re really deeply created. they have flaws, fears, and goals. i just love how they’re written

wow that took forever. 

[evilwriter37]

Whumpuary 2025 Day 7

Wings Will Only Get You So Far

Prompt: unfair fight

Rated: teen

Warnings: blood, broken bones

Relationships: N/A

Word Count: 1,267

Summary: Whumpuary Day 7. Hiccup has been captured by Krogan and Johann, who are suspecting that the Dragon Riders have been given special powers by the gods. Hiccup tries to escape.

[sparkwhorunswithwolves]

Tagged by @caramacchiato, thanks! ‘>’

1. Coke or Pepsi: neither

2. Disney or DreamWorks: i actually had to google what movies dreamworks made but they have road to el dorado, httyd and shrek so

3. Coffee or Tea: tea

4. Books or Movies: like bor or bad movie adaption of book or good book vs good movie? 

5. Windows or Mac: Windows

6. DC or Marvel: Marvel

7. Xbox or Playstation: never had a xbox so playstation

8. Dragon Age or Mass Effect: don’t know anything about either

9. Night Owl or Early Rise: fucked up sleep rythm so yes

10. Cards or Chess: never layed chess so cards

11. Chocolate or Vanilla: vanilla

12. Vans or Converse: idc?

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash or Adaar: I don’t even...

14. Fluff or Angst: both. Let them have their cute domestic lifes. AND THEN RUIN IT

15. Beach or Forest: I hate sand, I hate... I actually hate every single aspect of the beach

16. Dogs or Cats: D O G S S S S

17. Clear Skies or Rain: rainy for late night reading studying, clear skies to actually see anything on the days (my room is kinda dark)

18. Cooking or Eating Out: *is picky eater* *has exec. function issues* no

19. Spicy Food or Mild Food: depends

20. Halloween/Samhain or Solstice/Yule/Christmas: halloween: skeletons, no actual need to socialize, baking video

21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too warm: I’m really sensetive to heat so cold

22. If you could have a superpower, what would it be?  Wibbly Wobbly Timey Wimey... Stuff

23. Animation or Live Action: both

24. Paragon or Renegade: gesundheit?

25. Baths or Showers: Showers

26. Team Cap or Team Iron Man: Team I JUST WANT THEM TO BE HAPPY AND A FUCKING LIVE but also team fuck you cap but protect bucky and tony at all cost

27. Fantasy or Sci-fi: probably si-fi bc I’m way too exited about cool science stuff

28. Do you have three or four favorite quotes?

“In 900 years of time and space, I've never met anyone who wasn't important”

doctor who

don’t ever ask me what my fave quote is, I’ll reread all my fave books

“I can’t blame you for trying to categorize me. It’s a human instinct. It’s why scientists are; to this day, completly flabbergasted by the duck-billed platypus: it’s furry like a mammal, but lays eggs like a bird. It defies conventional classification.

I AM THE PLATYPUS. (Coo coo ka-choo.)

Symptoms of Being Human

“Be proud of your place in the cosmos. It is small, and yet it is. How unlikely! How fantastic! And stupid. And excellent.”

Welcome to Night Vale

29. YouTube or Netflix: YouTube

30. Harry Potter or Percy Jackson: Harry Potter

31. When Do You Feel Accomplished? idk

32. Star Wars or Star Trek: I never watched Star Treck so Star Wars

33. Paperback Books or Hardback Books: paperback bc yeah it’s cheaper but I get most books second hand so I don’t really care as long as I get the book

34. Handwriting or Typing: depends

35. Velvet or Satin: ? eh?

36. Video Games or Movies: probably movies bc they don’t fall of the edges every 2 seconds

37. Would you rather be the dragon or own the dragon? what kind of dragon? do humans hunt them? can dragons read/use the internet? am I overthinking this again?

38. Sunrise or sunset: I hate both.

39. What’s your favorite song? Most songs from starset/mcr

40. Horror Movies yes or no: yeah... nope

41. Long hair or short hair: short

42. Opera or Theatre: neither

43: Assuming the multiverse theory is true and every story ever told has really happened somewhere, which one of the movie/book/tv show/game/etc worlds would you pick to travel to first? that awkward moment when you would die in every single universe lmao. my fuck yeah magic side says harry potter, my fuck no anything says obaka chan

44: Are you scared of thunderstorms? theoretically no but I get jumpscared easily so

45. Would you rather travel back in time or into the future? future?

46. What is, in your opinion, the most pointless/unnecessary thing ever invented? humans?

47. Favorite band/artist? starset, mcr, fob, the cab

48. If you could meet a Famous person that’s either Dead or Alive who would it be? Gerard Way or Sebastian Stan

49: How old were you when you had your first kiss? i’ve never had one

50: Favorite TV Show: Mein Leben und Ich

51: What is your dream outfit? half of me screams these really awesome dresses the other baggy tshirt, comfy pants, I hate socks/shoes

52. Who would you like to be for a day? I can’t say that or I’ll get arrested lmao

53. Pick two of your favourite characters from different fantasy universes and shove them into a modern au where they’re rivals from first meeting but slowly become rivals with friends, what would it be like? (They’d still have their powers if they had any, and accustomed to certain terms or slang from their universe) The Doctor and Cecil Palmer. IDK why or what just that it’s either hilarious or a bad science experiment gone horrible wrong

54. Pineapple on pizza: yes or no? no

55. Take a photo/video or be in the photo/video? take

56. Do you possess the skill of synaesthesia and if yes, how does it show in you? no?

57. When was the last time you cried? Knowing me? probably 5 minutes ago

58. Do you prefer writing or drawing? I suck at both so writing

New Question 59. 20 minutes per episode or 40?

okay I’m rly sorry, I’m awkward, i tag no one as usual so feel tagged if you wanna

don’t forget to add aother question!

[evilwriter37]

However Many Sentences I Want Sunday

From Whumpuary’s day 7 fic:

He had no weapons. He had no dragons. All he had was himself, bruised, bloodied, probably with a few cracked ribs… and his wings. The enemy didn’t know that about him, didn’t know that Hiccup Haddock now had the power of flight, all on his own—no special devices, no dragons… just himself.

Hiccup was currently locked up in a cage like he was less than human, in some cave system that he figured was Johann and Krogan’s base. The Dragon Riders hadn’t come to get him yet, but he didn’t want them to. He didn’t want them to be captured and reveal their own powers.

Because that was ultimately what this captivity was: Krogan and Johann had heard rumors of the Dragon Riders possessing powers beyond human ability, and thought that capturing their leader would reveal those powers.

Hiccup knew that, once he got out of the cage, he could fly to safety. He’d have to worry about arrows, but he was used to dodging those with Toothless. Surely it couldn’t be that different for himself, right?

[evilwriter37]

re: dagur superpowers

Give him explosion control. He looks like it would fix him (make him worse)

YES. So like, he can make things combust with his mind! I like it, I like it!

I agree about making him worse. He needs it.

[tgfangirl4eva]

Hmm, can I take a crack at it?

There has to be some sort of weakness for each person (preferably one linked to their power somehow) …. here goes nothing.

1. Snotlout gets a heat weakness. Turns out his fire powers make him pretty strong so to speak, but he wasn’t fireproofed that much, just a minor resistance to heat. I was thinking that he could be much more resistant to general fire damage, but he’s still pained when he gets burned.

If the above hand doesn’t work too well, he runs a lot hotter than before in general, so Snow Wraiths and other animals that can sense body heat can use that against Snotlout.

2. Hiccup. He’s flying and tots happy about it, but how about a weakness in regards to wind given that strong enough gusts can blow him away as he’s more used to flying, so strong gusts impact him more than it would normal folks. He has a pair of wings permanently and that does hinder him for when he’s in tight spaces. He prefers open spaces where he can fly more easily compared to tight ones.

Also, he’s pretty damn likely to get struck by lightning given that he has a metal foot as well so there’s that for an alt weakness to use as well.

3. Fishlegs. Knowledge assimilation can be very useful in how the knowledge he learns can be very helpful, but it could also be overwhelming if he’s encountering something he’s never touched before. So information overload can be a new weakness as *there is so much to process*

Also, people don’t trust him and dislike him because they fear he’s going to mind read them and use their secrets against them in general for an alt weakness to focus on. He’s a sensitive guy so that would hurt his feelings quite a lot. It does make for a good weakness so to speak.

4. Hmmm, well, Wolverine-style claws may be super handy for a fight but what about everywhere else? Astrid can’t retract them so she has to make do with them in her regular life. It can be SUPER awkward when people stare.

5. Well, water bending like Katara could be very op when applied right, and I can totally see Ruffnut liking that people underestimate her so she can take people by surprise with some major move.

Maybe she can’t totally control it though? Like, have the water around her react to her emotions. Accidentally starting an avalanche would be quite something.

6. Life like illusions, hmm. Tuff would totally be into using it for pranks, but maybe people take it seriously in a way that Tuff doesn’t want them too?

Like, now people start putting a lot of pressure on Tuff to be the distraction guy and it’s actually kinda straining his relationship with his sister and he’s feeling super pressured to be someone he’s not, please help-

*Cue Ruffnut exploding an iceberg*

Each dragon rider (+the main antagonists) has a superpower at the expense of a stupid weakness. Who do you assign what to?

Aw man, I’ve honestly thought of this, and I can’t think of anything. Superpowers are not my specialty. It’s a really great ask though, so I am putting it out to the crowd! Have fun!

[evilwriter37]

8 is a beautiful number, so I shall send 8

Rated: teen

Warnings: none

Relationships: Fishlegs & Hiccup, background Viggo/Hiccup

Word Count: 1,663

Summary: The Dragon Riders have gained superpowers, and now must learn to deal with them. Fishlegs is struggling quite a lot with his.

A/N: Inspired by @storyweaverofgondor from this post.