#jimitri

[lokiiied]

ah, yes i love gayer things

[spookystarfishzombie]

[frustrated-writer-skyeknight]

Treehouse sleepover

... with somebody way ahead of time the "sleep" part.

They're all childhood friends.

[skyeknight-oneshots]

Sweaters

"Yo Gory," Dimitri greeted with a bit of a smirk, "nice sweater."

Jim raised a brow because that's definitely not something Gregory would wear, but when he goes to check he saw that, indeed, the guy was wearing a winter sweater with several reindeers running in the center to form a circle around a reindeer head that's easily assumed to be Rudolph the red nose reindeer, not to be mistaken for his brother.

"Dude, what happened?" Jim said with a bit of a snicker, "Did you lose a bet?"

Dimitri laughed, "Must have." he said, "Because that looks awful."

"Shut up," Gregory scowled, but did nothing to hide the sweater's print, even if he had a coat that could give him that option. "I like it."

Now, Jim and Dimitri were staring at him incredulously. Even just looking at him, anyone can tell that the sweater wasn't something you would see Gregory wear. Throughout the year, they usually see him wear clothes of the greyscale, whether they were blazers, hoodies, T-shirts, or tank tops. This sweater was decidedly... Colorful.

Then, out of nowhere, a brunette wearing a winter cap jumped on Gregory's back while laughing happily. Meanwhile, Jim and Dimitri were wondering if the guy had a deathwish. They were soon gobsmacked when Gregory laughed as well, hands on the arms around him before he turned around. The brunette was placed back on the ground before Gregory leaned down to kiss him on the lips briefly.

"You wore it!" The brunette beamed.

Gregory smiled. "I said I would, didn't I?" he said. "When I said I liked it, I really meant it, Ryder."

"It's just... I usually see you wearing grays or black, sometimes red but more on the dark tones." Ryder fidgeted sheepishly. "I totally forgot I meant to give it to you when I was knitting it and made it too... Colorful, but I already had a lot of reindeer sweaters and I was making it to give it as a gift and..."

Gregory interrupted his rambling by kissing him again. "I love it, Ryder. I love that you made it colorful and the reindeer print;" he held the others' hands and kissed the knuckles on each hand. "because whenever I look at it, I'll be reminded of you and your bright spirit."

Ryder all but melts at the declaration before hugging his boyfriend. Gregory chuckled before leading him into the school building, totally and purposely forgetting to introduce Ryder to his friends.

"Huh," Dimitri blinked, "When his brother was teasing him about a secret lover, I thought the secret was there was no such lover."

Jim shrugged, nodding in agreement. "Ryder Nattura... Never would've guessed it'd be him." he said. "But they look cute together, hope it works out."

"Aw, does 'Death glare Hawkins' actually have a soft side?"

"Sure," Jim hummed non-chalantly, "it started when I chose to date a big baby like you."

Dimitri smirked, "I don't think I make one particular part of you 'soft' though."

The infamous death glare came out and Jim punched him on the shoulder. Dimitri was used to it, but damn, it was still hard. Still, that was Jim's 'I'm just being shy and don't know what to do about it so let me hit you' kind of punch.

"Hey guys."

Jim and Dimitri turned to see Rudolph come in with his arms hooked with Tony. They see him looking sullen, and realized the sweater that looked just as awful as the one Gregory wore.

"Greg's boyfriend made you one too?"

"No," Rudolph glared at Tony, "I lost a bet."

Tony laughed, "Be happy I actually let you wear something to school today, Rudy." he winked, "After all, no one appreciates your six-pack more than I do."

[ao3-bookmarks]

"I got you an advanced copy. I even signed it to you." Dimitri smiled at him, and opened the back panel. "Not that you’re a fan."

Jim looked at the blank white page, except it wasn't really blank anymore since Dimitri's signature marked it along with a message of 'to my old friend' plus some random numbers. Jim looked back to Dimitri to ask, but the writer guessed the question.

"It's my contact number." Dimitri told him, "Personal contact number. I hope it's not too late to treat you to a celebratory dinner; sorry I never thought to attend your graduation, when you attended mine. Being busy writing Day and Night at the time shouldn't have been an excuse. Maybe next time, you can also come to my book signing event instead of pre-ordering signature copies online."

Jim blinked, "How did you..."

"Hiccup might've mentioned that all your copies of my work are autographed." Dimitri chuckled at Jim cursing and saying how he was going to get back on Hiccup for that.

[childofsolace-write-ups]

May or May Not Write

JiMitri AU idea where ...

It's a Hercules!AU except...

Jim is Meg who made a bargain with Rasputin to resurrect his father only for the man to come back alive for the sake of his mother being happy but Leland went off with another woman leaving Sarah devastated and dying due to the heartache and Jim extended the term of the bargain by having his father and mistress killed.

Dimitri is a selfish, lowly nature spirit. The four rulers of the nature spirit domain, Jack, Hiccup, Merida, and Rapunzel punished him to be a mortal to learn how to be selfless and only then will they decide if he could be a spirit again or forever mortal which is pretty much a death sentence eventually.

Then JiMitri romance ensue.

[rest of the plot is not yet sure. Just thought about this AU now.]

[frustrated-writer-skyeknight]

I ship HiJack as my OTP, JiMitri coming in second.

Of course I don't need an interaction haha I'll make one up.

It's their personalities I wanna see mixing.

i got polls now so i'm kicking this off with something that's been eating at me for a good month or so

[the-aleksy-show]

Writing at night >>>>>>> Writing in the morning

[lokiiied]

just thinking about dmitri going home and cutting his magazines and kicking his feet on his bed while gluing the letters making this silly ransom note for his prisoner boyfriend

[annminaminohawkins]

Fucking love HiJack and Jimitri in the same post lmao

Incorrect Quotes

Hiccup: I’m cold. 

Jack: *Takes off his hoodie and helps put it on Hiccup*

Dimitri: I’m cold too.

Jim: Well I can’t control the fucking weather.

[spookystarfishzombie]

[frustrated-writer-skyeknight]

Childhood friends > Brothers outside blood > Best friends > Boyfriends > Lovers > Partners

[skyeknight-oneshots]

Httyd AU alternatives #002

"Welcome to Dragon Training!" Gobber intoned.

Astrid took a breath before stepping inside with the others. "No turning back."

"Okay," Jim took a deep breath, gripping his axe before following Astrid's lead along with the others. "you got this... Don't screw it up, Jim..." he mumbled, psyching himself up.

Another recruit stepped beside him, "Hey, look what the wind blew in." Dimitri grinned, as he winked at Jim which earned him a raised brow, "Must be something to have to deal with dragons for the first time on your birthday. Don't worry, I'll watch out for you."

"Aww, really?" Jim batted his eyelashes at him, "Then maybe you can do something for me now?"

Dimitri grinned, encouraged by reception of his advances, "Just say the word."

"Don't be a distraction." With that, Jim punched him at the gut before moving on.

"Well done, Dimitri," Jack snickered, passing by and patting him on the back, "A for effort."

Dimitri grunted, "Yeah... Probably should've known it wouldn't be that easy." he said, "Still, he said I distract him. That's gotta mean something."

"Yeah, that you're a distraction." Jack laughed.

Tuffnut cheered from the other side, "Yeah! Let's get some burns!"

"Pfft, duh. Otherwise, what's the point?" Ruffnut snorted, "Maybe a mauling or two at my shoulders, a bit on my lower back would be good too."

Astrid shrugging, humming in agreement. "Yeah, it's only fun when you can get a scar to show for it."

"Are we betting on who's getting hurt the most today?" Everyone flinched, and turned towards a voice they didn't expect to hear today. "Here's a hint, it's probably going to be me." Hiccup sighed, rolling his eyes.

Snotlout huffed, "Oh, great." he sneered, "Who invited him?"

"Must want to share his experience. I mean, he did take out the 'Night Fury' after all." Tuffnut snickered.

Jack rolled his eyes, bonking both of them with his staff. "Lay off guys; we're technically all on the same side." he walked over to Hiccup and gave him a thumbs up. "Hey, best of luck today. Oh, I like your axe."

"Ah," Hiccup lets out a little high pitch laugh before getting some words out. "Um, yeah! You're welcome!"

Jim face palmed before going over hurriedly.

Jack blinked at that response, "Huh?"

"He means you're welcome to see him use it today." Jim explained, before grabbing Hiccup by the shoulder and dragging him along. "The word you're actually looking for is 'thanks', by the way."

Hiccup groaned, his face all red. "I know."

"Then fucking use the right words at the right time if you know."

[ao3-bookmarks]

"You good?" The writer asked.

Instead of answering, Jim responded with a question as they watch John bite his lower lip as he looked intently at the images and documents on the board. "Do I really make that face when I'm on a case?"

John's now making a show of rolling his eyes and looking at someone who's not there. Jim didn't need to be a detective to figure out who the imaginary 'someone' was.

"Yup. And it's sexy." Dimitri affirmed.

Still watching John with intrigue, Jim mumbled, "If it's so sexy, why didn't you kiss me?"

"Wha?" Dimitri balked.

Jim rolled his eyes, "'Him' me, not me 'me.'"

"Oh." Dimitri hummed, "Well, I almost did. Then I realized that a fictional character that I wrote based on you, played by John Ralph? It's just way too meta."

In confusion, Jim mouths 'meta' and thought that didn't really answer anything.

A moment later, Jack joined them in staring at John. "We really should have a code word," he said. "so we all know which Jim to kill when his clone army attacks."

"Unless we make a preemptive strike." Jim snorted.

Hiccup walked in for a drink of water, when he sees the three staring out the window. "Uh, not that that doesn't look fun but what're you guys doing?"

"Hiding from the Jim clone."

"He's not my─" Jim clicked his tongue, deciding it's best to change the subject. "Find anything running through the victim's client files?"

[childofsolace-write-ups]

Castle AU Excerpt

Dimitri catched sight of a pair of ripped jeans. He eyes scans higher. Jim removes his leather jacket, hangs it at a nearby rack, revealing the tank top he wore underneath. He wore gloves on both hands, with a lenghty meshnet glove covering only one arm. 

"... At that moment and the bullet sings the outro of the midnight as the clocktower sounded out." Dimitri continued to mutter, even when his eyes were no longer at the book page since Jim was too gorgeous to look away from.

The applause broke him out of his reverie and Dimitri managed to snap out of it enough to thank them for their support, his eyes never leaving Jim who was also clapping along with the crowd.

Later, Jim chats with a guy at the bookstore as Dimitri's other listeners loiter with their copies of his new book Vengeful Midnight after the author's dramatic reading earlier.

"I don't know about 'moving' delivery, but..."

Dimitri stepped in and interrupted Jim's reply to the guy, "Detective Hawkins." he postures, "To what do I owe this very unexpected pleasure?"

"Excuse me." Jim nodded once at the guy first, before turning his attention to Dimitri and the guy moves to check the rest of the store. "I just figured, if you're gonna bother me at my work, I should return the favor; eye for an eye and all that." He smirked, "But the reading was, uh, actually more impressive than I expected."

Dimitri knew they've been bantering long enough to not trust that compliment, "How impressive are we talking about here?" he asked dubiously.

"'Don't,' she barely got the word out because the trigged was pulled." Jim mimicked the husky tone Dimitri used earlier during the dramatic reading, "Time have stopped at that moment and the bullet sings the outro of the midnight as the clocktower sounded out." He grinned cheekily at the writer, "How does a bullet sing a song? I'm just curious."

Dimitri rolled his eyes. He knew Jim was smart enough to spot a metaphor when he sees one, especially if he's been reading his books. "Oh, backseat writing, are we?" he asked, "Telling me how to do my job?"

"Now you know how it feels." Jim quipped.

At that moment, Sophie and Cornelius stepped in and joined the two.

The older woman grabbed Dimitri's arm excitedly, "Oh, oh," she looked towards Jim, appraising his choice of clothing. "oh! You really look like you haven't aged since the last time I saw you."

"Well," Jim smiled, "it was only a few weeks ago when you bailed Dimitri out."

Sophie waved a dismissive hand, "My mistake; since I saw you back at Dimitri's graduation," she corrected. "Ah, some people are just lucky to have the fountain of youth in them."

Jim doesn't bother telling her that it's actually been annoying that he looked so young that people underestimated him in the early days of his cop training. But he supposed it was lucky in a way that their underestimation of him made it more satisfying when they proved them wrong.

"In his case," The detective cocked his head towards Dimitri, "he's got the fountain of obnoxious immaturity in him."

Dimitri narrowed his eyes at that and Cornelius laughed. "Well," the teenager interjected, "he's not wrong there, dad. If not for the beer belly, I could introduce you to people as my younger brother."

"Hey." The writer scowled, looking at his belly. "And I do not have a beer belly."

Cornelius grinned, "Made you look." he held up his hand.

Jim slapped it with a high five.

Dimitri sighed, shaking his head. At one side, it made him inexplicably happy that Cornelius and Jim seemed to be getting along.

"Speaking of beers, we should really make a toast to this moment." Sophie squeezed her godchild's arm, "Eudora from the Ledger says you're going to be number one this week. And look!" she scanned the store, "Everyone is buying your book. Now, don't you feel silly for believing all those reviews?"

Dimitri narrowed his eyes, smiling evenly at the woman. "Yes." He knew which from the two of them worried more, though. "Yes, I didn't need to worry, did I?"

"Oh, good times," Sophie sighed happily, "Now let's just hope Blake Scorch does just as well, too. Graduation and college fees aren't cheap, you know?" she nudges Cornelius.

Jim raised a brow, looking at the woman. "Blake Scorch?"

"The character he's basing on you." Sophie elaborated.

"Blake." Jim glared at Dimitri, his voice tight. "Scorch."

Cornelius snickered, "Uh oh," he grinned. Someone's gonna get it..."

"Can I talk to you for a second?" Jim asked, but it wasn't really a question.

Dimitri seemed unfazed though. "Of course."

The two moved towards to the side, so they're not in front of Cornelius and Sophie. The young redhead moved to follow, maybe find a spot to eavesdrop, but Sophie stopped him.

"I wanna hear." Cornelius pouted.

Sophie smirked, shaking head. "No, no," she chided, "Let them at it."

Jim found a spot where not too many people were crowding upon on and he addressed the issue there, "What kind of name is Blake Scorch?"

"A cop name." Dimitri answered curtly.

"It's literally bullshit." Jim deadpanned, "and it sounds like the alias of a twinky hooker."

Dimitri grinned, enjoying this payback for being made fun of earlier. "So it fits."

"Oooh, you're paying for that one." The detective glowered. "And what the hell is Scorch? You make it sound like I'm a cat in heat."

"Not you, Blake. I did say he was hot and sexy." Dimitri shrugged, "In my defense, I asked for your input and you told me to figure it out myself."

Still, Jim did not look mollified. "Change it, Dimwit."

"Now, now, give it a chance." Dimitri placated, and Jim crossed his arms at him. "Think about the titles. Scorch Marked. Scourged Scorch." A dramatic pause. "Scorch Climax."

Jim looked even less amused than he was earlier, "Change the name." he reiterates.

"No." Dimitri refused flatly.

Jim glowered, stepping forward warningly. "Yes."

"The threatening intonation of the 'yes' doesn't make it less of a no." Dimitri grinned cheekily, but he does start retreating from the detective.

Jim continued his insistance, "Change it."

"Still no."

"Dimwit..."

"I'm sorry."

"I'm not asking, I'm telling."

At this point, Dimitri hid behind a cardboard stand of himself. "I have artistic integrity, Jim."

"'Artistic intergrity' my ass."

"Is that an offer?"

Jim glared at him, ""Change the name, Dimwit. Today." he demanded.

"If I cave now, what next? What next? What more demands would you demand?"

Cornelius may not be able to overhear what they're saying, but he definitely managed to catch a video of his the two's prey-and-predator-like display.