#rtte fanfiction

[nightmarewolf937]

Runaway!GN!Reader meets their new trio of dragons...

Timeline: Race To The Edge [Part 1]

Runaway!Reader who fled their island in the middle of the night, only hours after hearing about their betrothal to some other tribe's heir.

Runaway!Reader who stumbles upon a Deathgripper that's injured, but still ready to fight and kill off any threats. It's stinger at the end of it's tail is exposed and ready to strike...until the Reader leaves and returns with fish they've managed to catch.

As the large dragon finally decides he can resist the fish no more, he begins to devour each one whole until nothing remains.

The Reader is just sitting there with their legs crossed and admiring this very dangerous dragon, mind racing with names and thoughts while the Deathgripper just stares back.

Finally settling on the name DeathStrike, after multiple growls and threatening displays at the other names mentioned, Runaway!Reader notices how the sun is beginning to set and starts to panic a bit.

As night falls, they realize just how much danger was really lurking about because where there's one Deathgripper, there's a pack of them.

Two more, equally frightening and dangerous, come charging out to defend the larger dragon with their tusks and stingers at the ready...but their injured pack mate snarls at them to back off.

DeathStrike has taken a liking to his new human!

He manages to stand and it's even clearer that he is the largest Deathgripper infront of Reader who's taken a few steps back and is panicking at the thought of being this pack of dragon's meal. They cower as the dragons approach and surround them, closing their eyes and tensing up as they prepare for pain.

But it never happens.

Instead they feel the snout of DeathStrike press against their hair, deep breaths inhales and hot puffs of air hit their skin, their eyes slowly open to see a lack of hostility amongst the pack.

A small pack of three male Deathgrippers isn't common amongst the species, but it also wasn't very common for these dragons to just claim a human as their new companion.

But now you're stuck with the trio of Deathgrippers who aren't keen on letting you go.

Imagine the first meeting with the Dragon Riders...

[wishfulthinking-jla]

this axe I drew for a HTTYD fan fic

Sample from Chapter 22

"Hey, Gobber!" I said as loudly as I could over Grump's snoring.

"Quiet, ya lazy beastie!" Gobber nudged the dragon to quiet him. Grump groaned but quieted.

"I've come for the axe. Is it ready?"

"Of course." Gobber picked up a sturdy looking axe with a leather cover hiding the blade. "One ornate axe ready for Snoggletog, as promised."

I undid the buckle of the cover and examined the beautiful steel blade. It was ornate and not as strong as Gronckle iron since it was meant to be a fireplace hanging but would still make a beautiful battle axe with a deadly cut if needed. The engraving was a copy of my own art; a Monsterous Nightmare head and a love knot. I'd spent a lot of time creating the design and Gobber had spent even more time carving it into the blade in the last two weeks. I didn't think Gobber had spent a single free moment not working on this axe.

"Engraving that beauty was a labor of love, lass. Hope it's for someone real important to ya."

"It is." I rebuckled the cover and set the second half of Gobber's pay on his work bench. He definitely deserved more and I decided I'd have to give him a little extra when I had extra on me to give.

Gobber smiled. "Good on ya, lassie. Happy Snoggltog."

"Happy Snoggltog, Gobber." I waved as I left the shop.

[violet-moonstone]

I like to reread my fics once in a while and I particularly enjoyed this part of Alone Together

A year and a half later, Viggo had mostly come to terms with his new life. There was still a constant, a dull pain in his chest that never quite went away, but if he tried hard enough, he could ignore it. He read the same books over and over again until he could recount them by heart. He fished and gardened. The Skrill came and went. He’d greet the dragon, offer him some food, and they would enjoy each other’s company from afar. Sometimes, he thought about flying out to a different island far from Berk, far from anywhere where people knew his face and his crimes. But then…what if Hiccup came back…? How would he know where to find him? He knew it was a foolish hope, but a yearning in the back of his mind would not allow him to leave. One day, during the Summer, Viggo was gardening near his cabin. He admired his plants and hummed to himself—a tuneless melody he made up as he went. What would the great Viggo Grimborn of my past think of such a mundane, domestic life? He thought to himself. There’s no one to order about here. No one to take advantage of. He’d probably recoil in horror. Good. The pain of his solitude was somewhat soothed by the knowledge that he couldn’t hurt anyone. That’s all he wanted anymore. Not power, prestige, or money—just to cause as little harm as possible. The Skrill’s cry brought Viggo out of his rumination. Viggo looked to the peak of the hill upon which his cabin rested—it was the dragon’s favourite vantage point. The Skrill was looking out to the distance, towards the sun. Viggo turned in the same direction and shielded his eyes. There was something in the sky—something approaching. His heart beat faster but the panic didn’t quite reach his mind. If it was danger, he’d deal with it as best as he could, but he didn’t quite have the same fight left in him. He used to hold on to life desperately, fighting with tooth and claw. These days, he was content to let life do with him what it would. 

[lilliths-not-just-httyd-blog]

After being captured by Eret, Son of Eret, Viggo and his Skrill decide to keep an eye on the Trapper and free any dragons captured by him and his men. As a result, Eret has a really shitty week.

[lydiagrimborn1117]

News about Gone!

Hey everybody, I know it's been a pretty long time! I thought I'd share some pretty exciting news. Lately I've lost the motivation to write because I've gotten a busier schedule, but now I have gotten back into it and am finally making progress on my series Gone and have got a plan on where I want it to go. It will also be getting a new name. I'm thinking of changing it to "Brother" or "Forged In bondage"(I might go with this one). I just thought some of you would want to know.

[reallyprofoundkryptonite]

Hehehe

[loverofwhump216]

Fanfic: Deadly Seas, Chapter 2

[imlyfie]

Writing a hiccstrid make out scene from rtte, just some romance and like like alot of romance amd lots hurt/comfort where both of them talked about their mesaed up selves, and getting to know and understand eachother through their relationship, and confessions for a dare prompt.

Prompts:

'it was the first time she felt overwhemled. But he, he had been overwhemled more than once.'

'a kiss so intense where they forget who or what is around them and cnnot open their eyes. What they now is now, both of them in each other's arms'

'that is what you do when you love, you respect them, honour their wishes and love them even when they dont. Its not a sin to love, and you know its real when it hurts.'

I need someone to beta/read and give me opinions. Anyone available?👉👈😊

[capnawkward]

Traitors

A Vigcup Fan Fiction!

On my AO3 account @The221c_Resident

Summary: A plan to escape goes awry, Hiccup and Viggo discover more than they bargained for.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46981477/chapters/118354321

[c0nfessions-of-a-writing-freak]

Whispering Woods

Pairing: Hiccup 'Horrendous’ Haddock III x Fem!Reader

Wordcount: 1k

Summary: When the world gets too much for you, you have the tendency to 'run' away sometimes. This time you and your dragon don't get the peace and quiet that comes with it for too long as it seems you have an admirer waiting to make their presence known.

Bingo: @eclipsingbingo with the square 'Hand Kisses'

(Y/N): Your name

(D/N): Dragon's name

(D/S): Dragon species

(W/C): Weapon of choice

*Gif does not belong to me

It wasn't unusual for you to take a break from Berk every once in a while. Hopping on (D/N)'s back and flying off without a word to anyone else on the island. You knew it wasn't the smartest thing to do, not when Drago Bloodyfist or whatever Hiccup had called him recently attempted to take control of all of Berk's dragons, but you couldn't help yourself. There was nothing better the disappearing for a few hours with nothing but the wind in your hair, your (D/S) under you and the quietness that came with it.

The only repercussions for disappearing that you've ever gotten were some annoyed friends or a worried Hiccup, which you could say was one of the worse options since he tended to fret when you returned. Though anything was better than a mad Hiccup when you accidentally disappeared for three days and came back to half of Bekr looking for you since Hiccup had gotten worried enough to start a search party.

That's how you found yourself where you were now, surrounded by the quietness of a forest on some random island not too far away from Berk. The flight over had only taken twenty minutes as you and (D/N) took your time flying there.

(D/N) had slunk off not too long ago, making her own way through the forest as she explored, leaving you to your thoughts as you trailed after her, not trying very hard to keep up.

Berk had been hectic recently. Hiccup found his mum, Berk was attacked, you almost lost (D/N), and Stoick died... It was a lot to happen in the span of a few days, closer to a few hours if you don't count Hiccup's extended absence.

This island had seen worse for wear but there was still a lot of work that had to be done. Which you should be doing now but too many people were asking too much of you. You had also been avoiding meeting Hiccup's mum as the two of you had spared only a few words to one another when in the heat of battle.

It was a lot to think of all at once, so you found yourself off the island quicker than the Twins could say boar pit.

Being out here was doing wonders for your mind; calming you down and making it easier to think of nothing at all. It was all you could hope for, even if you knew you would have to head back soon unless you wanted Hiccup to deem this as another one of your escape attempts.

It was only when the forest got quieter than normal did you felt the need to come back to your senses, an actual need to be alert instead of walking around aimlessly as if you were on autopilot.

The soft thumping of (D/N)'s feet from ahead had stopped, along with the birds hidden in trees. The only noise that passed through was the rustling of leaves as a steady breeze glided through the woods. Your hand was itching down to grasp onto the small blade you had strapped to your belt, your (W/C) left on the saddle that (D/N) had run off with.

Before you had the chance to do anything though, a set of hands were slipping around your waist, tugging you back and into someone's chest softly. Years of Viking training were already kicking in as you raised an elbow, ready to dig it back with a low aim when someone caught onto your arm, stopping it in its motion.

"Hey," You struggled to get out, still trying to land a hit on the person behind you and push yourself away, attempting anything that would set you free.

"Calm down," A familiar voice laughed out, surprising you into stillness as your brain realised who it was. At your sudden stop, you were whirled around by the person who had disturbed you, being met with a bright smile and a deep set of green eyes as they bore into you. "I was wondering when you'd notice it was me."

"Hiccup," You deadpan, watching as the taller boy slowly pulled you closer, setting one of his hands on your waist without the hassle of a fight from you trying to dislodge it.

"(Y/N)," He copied, raising one of your hands with his free ones and bringing it up to his face, setting a soft brush of his lips on the back of it in the form of an extended greeting. You watched the motion with warm eyes, the annoyance that had crept up your spine dying down a bit.

"How long have you been here?" You questioned once your fingers got interlocked with his, not going to deny the soft touches as the both of your hands were brought down.

"Not long," Hiccup commented. Standing in front of you, Hiccup seemed like he didn't have a care in the world, reminding you of what you had left behind on Berk and how Hiccup himself could bring this feeling out of you. "Toothless saw you and (D/N) fly off not long ago and wanted to bring me to you so that he could play with them."

"Mm," You hummed, bringing your linked hands back up. For a short moment where your hands stayed hovering in the air, your lashes fluttering at Hiccup, you took him in, the small smile on your face expressing more words than you wanted to at the moment. Laying a kiss on the back of his hand, you murmur, "We better go find them then and make sure they don't get into too much trouble."

[justpeaxchy]

I heard you accepted opinions than httyd, could I ask for one? maybe a headcanoon about Hiccup x reader, maybe "how Hiccup would show love to the reader or what would happen if he was jealous", thank you for considering it.

Warnings(?): Hiccup is a lil jealous. A/n: thank you for the request <3! I hope I brought what you were asking for with the headcanons! (I feel like it's a bit short, but here you go! Notes: takes place after httyd 2 and before the plot of httyd 3.

Jealousy has a sword

First off, Hiccup wouldn't be one to get jealous that quickly, although he is protective and such, he trusts you to know that you won't do anything that'll purposefully hurt him in that way.

This doesn't mean he can ignore the pricking feelings of jealousy whenever someone or something else is taking up a lot of your time - more than usual.

He has a habit of checking on you throughout the day, even if his schedule is brimmed with chiefly duties, it's his desire to make sure you're just overall okay. So when he finds himself being more occupied throughout the day and gets the word that you're spending your time with other people, he feels somewhat guilty that he can't be that person who's giving you some attention.

Then the jealousy kicks in.

Especially if it's Eret; he trusts the guy now but he isn't dumb - almost everyone says he is extremely handsome and well-built. He knows you wouldn't do anything with him but he just doesn't like it if he's the one who's with you the most throughout your daily tasks.

"So, how was your day?" He'd ask. You hummed, embracing him into a warm hug that he initiated. "It was nice. I got to go on patrol with Astrid, help put out a couple of fires - again - and, oh, Eret helped me a bit with my sword fighting. After that I was in-"

"Wait, wait, wait. You said who helped you out?" Hiccup slightly broke out of the hug to look at you as you questioningly gazed back at him.

"Uhm, Eret?" You remained still in your spot as you watched him deeply sigh, his head turning towards the ground, allowing his hair to barely brush against your face. "Is ... something the matter..?"

Hiccup shook his head, his hair tickling your nose in the slightest, as he lifted his eyes to meet yours while he spoke hesitantly: "N-no, I just-" he sighed once again as he stared at you, fumbling over his words. As though he had given up on speaking, he gently pulled you closer, allowing your lips to meet. The kiss held an earnestness and passion that was disguised by the delicate way he handled you. He took his time pulling away from you, only doing it because of the necessary oxygen you both needed while he took in every detail on your face.

"Nothing's wrong.. I suppose.. but you do know that you can always come to me for that kind of stuff, right?" He leaned his forehead against yours, auburn hair mixing with yours at the touch.

You were flustered at his response, fighting against the temptation to stutter in your speech; "Yeah, I know... but you're more busy now and I wouldn't want to make you feel more stressed or anything-"

Hiccup was quick to interrupt you as he shut down your statement: "No. You wouldn't be doing anything bad to me if you came and asked for my help in something. I want you to do that." His answer seemed to be more urgent than he wanted, making him clear his throat from the embarrassment that began to creep upon him, "W-when you're a available, that is.." He let out a breath that looked as though he were exhaling all negative feelings away. "Y'know what, I'm making a new plan. From now on, we'll meet every day to better improve your sword techniques. Sound good?"

You were shocked, to say the least, by his answer. It took a lot of convincing to tell him that it shouldn't be every single day this happens, for the sake of his schedule and the things he has to do on certain occasions. He's the Chief now, not a teenage kid running away from his problems anymore - which made him a little bit sour when he thought about it.

In the end, after practicing your sword fighting every other day, he just went right back into doing it everyday instead. Even moreso after Snotlout had tried to spar with you. Hiccup felt more "entitled" to do that specific activity with you - for some odd reason.

(He just really likes to do this with you, especially with Inferno.)

"Hiccup, it's not like we don't see each other everyday as it is-"

"Shush. We're gonna meet everyday and work on this. It's for your benefit anyways. "

He definitely feels like it's one of the ways he can show his love for you, if not the most important one: by giving you his time.

(That's why he's so protective over being the person that helps you with your sword fighting.)

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[violet-moonstone]

Rygur here! Hot off the presses, get your rygur here!

"Something About Him"

(Explicit)

4k Words

Summary: Dagur’s recklessness is getting out of control. Ryker wants to talk some sense into him, though the conversation goes a bit differently than he planned.

Inspired by this 😳

Btw, this takes place before "At Your Service"

[lilliths-not-just-httyd-blog]

worried about the pacing in this scene of this vigcup fic

[cryptidstealingyourcreditcard]

here enjoy an excerpt from a fic i’m currently trying to write

[reallyprofoundkryptonite]

I will give a snack of their choice to anyone who can guess who the old man is:)

He will play an important part in the fanfic later down the line.

(Gonna @hiccupbutpurple and @amyrafierceblade in this for funzies since you two know a a bit more about my Krogan headcanons.)

If you guess wrong you still get a cookie:)