#snotlout and hookfang

[thereweredragonshere]

Hello i hope your not too busy, as I would like to request Snotlout using Hookfang as a portable stove.

Because I think it would be funny, and Hookfang definitely would not appreciate it.

Thank you.

He’s got about 5.6 seconds until he’s getting his helmet chewed

[skrills-n-thrills]

Hookfang constantly grabbing his disobedient, loud little Rider in his mouth when he needs to be contained or chastised is my bread and butter.

[darkcrowprincess]

Rtte season 2 episode 2 thoughts:

I love these two idiots! Love them. Hookfang trying to flick fire onto Snotlout's helmet, and accidentally catching the bush on fire. Tries to help by blowing on the bush, forgetting he's a dragon! Lol 😆 And Snotlout's face and how he says "Hookfang" just says it all. Love these two. No matter what else happens in the episode this is my favorite moment. Hiccup and Toothless are my #1 favorite rider and dragon team, but if I had to pick a close second it be these two loveable idiots. I'm so happy how far Snotlout's has come as a character, and it's all because of his dragon.

[hoodeenie]

Make way for Uncle Snot and Cousin Fang!!

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Also snotlout being the best uncle towards Zephyr and Nuffink!!

(Ignore the fact that hiccstrid has a free babysitter, uncle Snot loves being there for his niece and nephew)

[lex-crow]

Hookfang being mean to Snotlout is just cuteness aggression. He does a very good job of not actually hurting him.

[knight-hiccup]

My upcoming and ongoing series/one-shots in the making:

𝐌𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐌 | 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 (Ongoing) -> Masterlist ↳ 𝗛𝗶𝗰𝗰𝘂𝗽 𝘅 𝗯𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗿!𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 Summary: After a deadly tempest rage against Berk, a maelstrom in the sea claims your parents—Where you were then eventually passed into the gruff, tender care of Gobber as his adopted niece. Help raising you beneath the clang of his forge alongside his own godson, Hiccup, a boy destined to defy the world. Hiccup and you stand through many hardships as childhood friends, and awkward occasions as two misfits against the world—a fierce baker of breads and a dreamer craving Viking glory.

𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐑 | 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗶-𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 (in the making) ↳ 𝗛𝗶𝗰𝗰𝘂𝗽 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐄 | 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 (work in progress) -> 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐑 𝟎𝟏 ↳ 𝗛𝗶𝗰𝗰𝘂𝗽 𝘅 𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗲𝗻!𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝐊𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 | 𝗼𝗻𝗲-𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁 (work in progress) ↳ 𝗦𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘅 𝗯𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗿!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

[sadiecoocoo]

Uncle Snot and Cousin Fang Part One - Little Spitfire Chp. 1

Summary - When Snotlout and Hookfang fail to save the Fireworm Queen and her eggs from the cavern crasher, he must take care of the only dragon he was able to save, the little hatchling that the queen had given him, the one that was meant to be her heir. He and Hookfang must take care of the little hatchling while the other riders doubt he is responsible enough to do so

Relationships - Hookfang & Snotlout Jorgenson, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III & Snotlout Jorgenson, Snotlout Jorgenson & fireworm dragon, Hookfang & fireworm dragon, tuffnut thorston & Snotlout Jorgenson, Tuffnut Thorston/ Snotlout Jorgenson

Tags - Snotlout Jorgenson, Hookfang (How to Train Your Dragon), Fireworm Dragons (How to Train Your Dragon), Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Astrid Hofferson, Angst, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Caring Snotlout Jorgenson, Hurt Snotlout Jorgenson, Snotlout Jorgenson-centric, Snotlout Jorgenson Needs a Hug, Snotlout Jorgenson Being an Idiot, Snotlout Jorgenson Angst, Protective Hookfang (How to Train Your Dragon), Hatchlings, pre-slash, references to depression Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Word Count - 2,634

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Notes: so i made a concept post abt this on my tumblr and ppl liked it so now, not even a day later, it's a fic! it got me out of my writer's block, the one that I've had since december, so thank you, people that found this concept interesting, you are quite literally my saviors (ngl I was close to accepting that I would never write again) anyways, i think snotlout is secretly the best at taking care of baby dragons and no one can convince me otherwise… tho maybe heather could be better… wow the two with the most daddy issues being the best parents, look at them breaking the cycle of abuse you go gang! please forgive me for any typos i wrote most of this on my phone since i was at school all day (ew) anyways, enjoy <3

They rode back to the edge in silence. The heavy wing beats of their dragons cut through the silence like jagged blades.

Snotlout held on tightly to Hookfang’s horns with one hand, the other cradling something small and warm. He held it to his stomach, feeling the warmth of the small creature through his clothes. It was burning his hand, he would probably get blisters, but he couldn’t help but feel like he deserved it after today.

The creature let out a small rasp. When Snotlout looked down at it, it was staring up at him. It was still so cute, even after everything that the little hatchling witnessed. Maybe it was just too young to understand.

Snotlout bit his lip and forced back a mournful sound. He let go of Hookfang’s horn and cradled the dragon in both of his hands.

Snotlout brought the little fireworm up to his eye level. He held it a little closer and touched his forehead into its snout. It didn’t burn as much as his hands did, it was warm though, the kind of warm that you’d feel when you snuggle under the blankets for a few more minutes of sleep on a winter morning.

He brought the fireworm back down to eye level. It let out a small chirp at him. He couldn’t help but smile at the little thing, even as his eyes started to water.

After a moment, it chirped again, then tried to nip at Snotlout’s nose. He laughed lightly as he pulled it away, but then the little hatchling decided his fingers were just as good of a target.

For a moment it nipped and bit at his fingers. It had an attitude already, a little spitfire.

It started to knead into Snotlout’s palms after it had settled down, then curled up and laid down.

Snotlout lowered his hand again to give the hatchling a bit more cover from the wind. It was so small. He wondered if little fireworms could lose their heat like Hookfang had. He wondered who would be there to give them more now that the Queen was gone.

Snotlout didn’t look away from the fireworm princess, even when his vision started to blur and little droplets of water trailed down his cheeks. He cradled the hatchling all the way back to the edge, and then until he made it back to his hut with Hookfang in tow.

He ignored the other riders. He couldn’t talk to them right now.

He cradled the princess until he physically couldn’t hold her without being burnt anymore, then he sat with Hookfang as she slept on the bigger dragon’s snout.

The fireworms needed a new queen. And he would make sure they would get one, even if he had to raise a baby dragon to do it.

Snotlout woke up the next morning to an insistent itching on his hands. He grumbled something unintelligible as he started to wake up, opening his eyes blearily. He yawned, moving to rubbing his eyes, but when his hands clenched into fists a jolt of pain shot through them.

He yelped, much more awake afterwards. Hookfang, who he had fallen asleep leaning against, despite being in his hut, turned his long neck around to look at him. The dragon made a low crooning sound.

Snotlout looked down at his hands to see several blisters and deep red burns. He scrunched up his nose at the sight. He wasn’t new to the kind of injury, riding a dragon that sets itself on fire will introduce a guy to burns in many painful places, but he still couldn’t stand the sight of the raised skin.

Hookfang made a series of low rumbles that sounded almost like laughter. Snotlout turned to glare at him when he spotted a little glowing spot on Hookfang’s snout.

Oh. he forgot. The fireworm queen. Thinking of the incident from last night sobered him even more than the burns did.

He stood up, working a small crick out of his neck. He always got those when he decided to nap leaning against Hookfang. Sure, it was annoying, but his dragon was so warm and really a perfect pillow.

Snotlout slowly approached the little fireworm. She was sleeping soundly, still curled tightly around herself. Snotlout kind of wanted to pet her, if he knew that that wouldn’t make his burns ten times worse.

Hookfang crooned lightly, pushing his snout against Snotlout’s chest. The viking placed the back of his hand (avoiding the burns as best he could) on Hookfang’s snout. He rubbed it back and forth into small circles until pushed him lightly away.

Snotlout blinked at his dragon, who let out a huff before nudging Snotlout’s hand again.

“What?” Snotlout snapped. He had a close bond with Hookfang, no amount of tossing or biting would make him doubt that, but sometimes he couldn’t understand at all what the nightmare meant.

In response, as if Snotlout spoke dragon, Hookfang let out a small growl and a huff. He then nudged Snotlout’s hand again. The Jorgenson rolled his eyes and started again with rubbing the small circles.

Hookfang jerked away with a loud snort.

“Do you want pats or not?” Snotlout asked indignantly. Hookfang gave him a look that reminded him uncannily of the one Astrid would give him when he was being an idiot (which was most of the time, in her opinion). The dragon nudged Snotlout’s hand again, this time the burned side.

He frowned with realization. He would blame his slowness on it being early and him being in pain.

“Oh- fine! I’ll go treat my hands.” Snotlout relented finally, though he did not turn to go. For a moment he stared at the little fireworm. She still looked so fragile, so much could happen to her so easily. What if while he was gone-

Hookfang nudged him again, this time harsher, towards the door. Snotlout frowned.

“Okay, okay, but I’m coming back right after!” he ceded. The Jorgenson left the hut to head to the club house, he was pretty sure there were supplies there.

When he left his hut, he was assaulted by the bright sun which was much higher in the sky than he had thought. He had slept in. There would be no chance that he would be avoiding the other riders.

He sluggishly walked along the pathways that connected everyone’s huts together. Despite how uncomfortable he felt he still couldn’t chase away the blasting effects of sleep.

Snotlout eventually made his way to the clubhouse. He could hear people talking inside. He took in a shaky breath and released it with a long sigh.

When he entered the clubhouse, he saw Hiccup and Astrid sitting around the large table. Toothless was at the end of it, blowing a low flame into the dragon eye, which illuminated purple images on the wall.

“Snotlout!” Hiccup exclaimed once he noticed the viking’s presence. “How are you feeling?” He asked nervously.

 Snotlout frowned. Absolutely miserable, he thought.

“I’m alright,” he grumbled. Before either of the other riders could say anything, he walked off towards the crates of extra supplies that were stacked up in the corner. He rummaged through them, irritating his hands even more to the point that his eyes started to water.

“What uh- whatcha looking for?” Hiccup asked. Snotlout heard Astrid scoff behind him.

“Burn cream and bandages.” He answered stoutly. Hiccup had that weird tone that made things really awkward again. It was like he was trying to be comforting without mentioning the problem.

“How’s the fireworm?” Astrid asked, much softer than Snotlout felt she had ever talked to him before. He frowned again.

“She’s sleeping.” He answered. He felt a wave of triumph as he finally found something that would help with the burns.

He didn’t have much medical knowledge, but there were a few things he knew how to do well. He could stitch up wounds insanely well, his mother was an incredible seamstress and he couldn’t count the amount of time Snotlout watched her work and tried to mimic her when he was little. Again, having a monstrous nightmare brought upon a lot of burns, so he sort of had to be good at treating those.

He gathered up the supplies he had gotten and cradled them against his chest with his elbow. Just brushing them against his hand made it hurt about a million times worse.

“So what are we gonna do with her?” Astrid asked once he had turned back around. It caught him off guard to say the least.

“What do you mean?” He asked, a defensive tone leaking into his voice.

 Astrid and hiccup shared a glance.

“Well, you can’t keep her. She has to learn how to live on her own if she’s a fireworm princess.” Hiccup explained. He sounded even more nervous.

“Hiccup, she hatched yesterday.” Snotlout said simply. “Fireworms live in hives, and hers is gone, we are not going to just leave her in the wild.” Snotlout had never seen a fireworm on its own unless its hive was very close, he doubted they could actually survive completely alone. He also was fairly certain the fireworm princess couldn’t even chew her own food.

“Believe me, I understand that, but we’ve never trained a fireworm before,” Hiccup reasoned. Snotlout let out another superficial sigh and resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

“We never trained a scauldron either until we did, or a speedstinger, or any dragon for that matter.” Snotlout pointed out, already making his way to the door. “If you had never tried to train Toothless we’d still be fighting dragons and losing our livestock every night.” He snapped, walking out the door before either of the other riders could respond.

Snotlout made his way quickly back to his hut. The conversation didn’t help his nerves at all about the little hatchling. He already knew that he wouldn’t be letting her out of his sight for probably the next week.

Once he made it back inside his hut, his shoulders sagged. He went back to Hookfang, who was crooning and purring at the fireworm. Snotlout smiled to see her awake.

She was scuttling around on Hookfang’s snout, climbing up on the top of his head and onto his horns. She sat atop one, her little tail dangling off and swaying back and forth. Hookfang’s eyes trailed the slow, yet playful, movement.

Snotlout smiled at the sight. He would never admit it to anyone, but he adored baby dragons. He still remembered that first Snoggletog with the dragons, when he got to play with Hookfang’s babies. He wondered how the little guys were doing. At least Gustav was somewhat taking care of one of them, though that didn’t really expel much doubt.

“Hey little buddy!” Snotlout exclaimed once the fireworm noticed him. She chirped at him as he set down the supplies near his bed.

He sat at the edge of his bed, unwrapping some of the gauze to treat his hands. He put as much burn cream as he could before wrapping the burns. It was mostly his palms that had the worst of it, so he didn’t have to lose all dexterity by wrapping his fingers together.

Once he was finished, he fell back onto his bed with his arms stretched out. He let out a rough sigh.

“Man, what am I gonna do with you?” He asked the little fireworm. She was staring at him from where she was still perched on Hookfang’s horn. She chirped as if giving an answer.

The fireworm jumped off and skittered over to him. He sat up as she scrambled to climb onto his bed. That’s a fire hazard waiting to happen, he thought immediately.

Snotlout picked her up as quickly as he could and placed her on his shoulder. He at least had padded leather there, so he would be safe for a time.

She immediately nipped at Snotlout’s fingers as he tried to pull his hand away. He let out a playful yelp and she let go. She spun around in a circle several times before she tried nipping at his nose again.

“Hey!” He yelped, jerking his head away. He heard Hookfang laughing. “I’m not food.” He grumbled at the fireworm, who only let out another small rasp.

She tried biting at him again until Snotlout picked her up and gave her back to Hookfang. The larger dragon crooned at the hatchling to get her attention, but she only stared at Snotlout.

She started wagging her tail as she took a step back.

“Please no.” Snotlout begged miserably.

The fireworm jumped at his face, but he caught her quickly. He could smell faint smoke coming from his fresh bandages and he quickly set her down again onto Hookfang again.

Snotlout stumbled back before she could think of jumping again. She let out a small cry before hopping off of Hookfsng and scurrying across the floor until she made her way to Snotlout’s feet.

“You’re an insistent little spitfire.” Snotlout grumbled. She tilted her head at him and chirped, then spun around again.

He sighed, then carefully picked her up again. Instead of letting him place her there, the fireworm crawled up his arms and settled on his shoulder. He could feel her warmth through the leather, and it was honestly nice. The little hatchling still didn’t have as much of a flame as other fireworms, she probably would’ve set his hut on fire if she did.

Snotlout sat down against Hookfang again. The dragon let out a huff that blew against Snotlout’s face. He pushed the dragon’s head away playfully. Hookfang settled a few moments later.

Snotlout looked at the little fireworm. She fell asleep again. He could feel her breaths against his neck as she snored.

“We should name her, right?” He asked Hookfang, who only opened one of his eyes in response. “I mean, that would make it more difficult for Hiccup to try and get us to find another home for her.” He added to himself.

At that, Hookfang shot up and let out a panicked roar. Snotlout fell back as Hookfang moved, and the fireworm woke up suddenly and scrambled away.

“Easy Hooky!” Snotlout exclaimed, “I won’t let ‘em do that!” He assured, holding his hands out in front of him to calm the dragon.

Hookfang still looked panicked, and his wings were spread out wide in a defensive position, but he started to lower his head.

Snotlout placed his hand on Hookfang’s snout, and the dragon let out a worried croon.

“It’s okay Hooky, we’ll take care of her.” He promised. “Speaking of which… where did she go?” He added with a tired voice. He turned around several times to see that the little rascal had disappeared.

“Oh no.”

In the hour that it took them to find the fireworm, they had moved every piece of furniture in Snotlout’s hut, Snotlout had discreetly checked everyone else’s huts and totally didn’t get caught at all by one Hiccup Haddock the third, and Hookfang had done several laps all over the island.

They found her under Snotlout’s bed… attached to the bottom of the mattress upside down. Because of course that’s where she was.

Once found, Hookfang had promptly curled himself around the maniac and trapped her under his wings. Snotlout had collapsed next to them after Hookfang deemed the hatchling safe.

He looked upon the devastation of his room, with furniture turned over and drawers wide open. There was also a very prominent burned hole in the bottom of his bed.

He looked down at the fireworm, who rasped quietly and stared up at him in response. He sighed and leaned his head against Hookfang.

“Yeah, you’re definitely a Spitfire.” 

End Notes: yay they named her!! I think she her attitude makes her perfect for Snotlout and hooky. also i thought fireworms would act like a combination of lizards and cats also totally not me projecting my burn that i got in engineering class onto snotlout (it was just my finger and wasn't at all as bad but it's been almost six weeks and it's still there i lowkey might have a scar now) I was debating for a bit whether or not to make this a chaptered work or a series, but i thought since I was gonna kind of have short stories with them, why not do both! this first fic'll be about out little spitfire's first few days on the edge, and Snotlout convincing the others to let him take care of her (which totally isn't fueled by his grief and self-blame on the queen's death what are you talking about????

I've also be debating whether or not to add any ships to this (other than the background hiccstrid), it's between snotlout and tuff or fishlegs, or just no relationship at all... i'm leaning towards tuff or no ship, but I'd love to hear ur thoughts!

I'll probably post a bit on here about this au, and would love to get requests for little short stories with this group! love you guys so much, and thank you to the ppl that interacted with the og post about this au cuz you guys literally saved my from writer's block <333 I would appreciate any comments and I always try my best to answer them hope you guys have a great day <3

NPT: @green-slithering-thing @nox-in-a-box @nyxnightincarnate

please lmk if you'd like to be tagged whenever I update, I'm happy to do it <3

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[rosey0928]

*squeals* BABIES! Freya just gave birth to two healthy little boys but they weren’t expecting two though. 😅 They also were born with a head of dark hair just like their dad! This explains why Freya had so much heart burn during her pregnancy. Congrats Snotty your a father now~❤️❤️❤️❤️🥺

[bunniesbearsandadventures]

[skrills-n-thrills]

I love the relationship between Snotlout and Hookfang. They are both so full of piss and vinegar and sass, but they would kill and die for eachother in a heartbeat. Very siblings vibe.

I present: The best dragon-rider duo (IMO) as textposts bc i love and miss them

[skrills-n-thrills]

The Monsterous Nightmare was considered the most dangerous and terrifying dragon to the people of Berk (with the exception of the Night Fury being the most dangerous) and Hiccup chose Snotlout, of all people, to take Hookfang.

What I wonder is: did he choose Snotlout because he would be least upset if Hookfang killed him or did he have the confidence that Snotlout was the one capable of being his trainer?

Did Hiccup think Snotlout needed help looking cooler? Was he being generous, or was he being a turd and giving him the most dangerous option?

The world needs to know. (Personally, I think it was that Hiccup recognized the Nightmare has a very stubborn personality and needed an equally stubborn rider.)

[hoodeenie]

(reposting this separately)

I really like how this turned out

[k4pp4-8]

[eretxskullcrusher]

Dear god these are all so cannon I can't

The Eret and Skullcrusher ones are SOO TRUE I can totally see them doing the bumbing foreheads thing 😍

silly hcs for riders + their dragons

whenever hiccup sketches in a notebook he has to find toothless a stick so he can scribble in the dirt with him

toothless makes biscuits like a cat when he's happy & hiccup says toothless is the best bread making viking on berk <3

astrid will sometimes play with stormfly by hiding in her blindspot in front of her nose & basically play a version of peek-a-boo, which stormfly LOVES

stormfly will chase her own tail like a silly billy & it makes astrid laugh, without fail, every single time <3

snotlout makes sure hookfang's claws & talons are properly sharpened & trimmed always!! & maybe he gives himself a matching mani-pedi!!! it's to stay healthy!!!

hookfang actually enjoys splashing in puddles when it rains & he always nudges snotlout out the door so they can go splash together <3

we know fishlegs is particular about the types of rocks he gives meatlug for her to eat, but sometimes he'll make mosaics using the rocks he has set aside and likes seeing which parts meatlug will eat first

meatlug's different snorts & snuffs are similar to a bulldog & she sounds different depending on what she wants to try & say!! fishlegs def understands her <3

despite her vocal distaste, ruffnut doesn't actually hate belch, & when tuff isn't looking she'll pass a piece of food to barf AND belch

barf likes to snake his head around ruffnut & lift her off the ground, essentially his version of cuddling & she loves it <3

tuffnut sometimes tries to have one foot on barf & one on belch, & they'll try their best to help him with his goal, but they're pretty wiggley

belch will spark when tuffnut specifically gives him rubs right where his head meets his neck, under his chin, & tuff enjoys keeping that between him & belch <3

heather has a special oil to clean windshear's metallic scales!! she even has it smell like herbs, which windshear surprisingly enjoys!!

windshear likes to run her tail up & down her spines on her back & listen to the sounds it makes. it's smth she'll only do when she's fully alone or with heather, & heather will sometimes come up with a little tune to go with <3

dagur has both shattermaster & sleuther & dagur is sooo happy they both get along. dagur jokes & says they're his sons & they're brothers

shattermaster & sleuther will curl up & nap together, & sometimes dagur will flop down on top of them & nap top <3

for eret, skullcrusher took a lot of getting used to, but he completely melted the first time he woke up & saw skullcrusher resting his giant head at the end of his bed with big eyes, begging for breakfast

skullcrusher leans on eret with his head, which means he wants eret to kneel down & bump his head onto skullcrusher's, which for eret was a sign of affection for his tribe, & it makes them both happy <3

[000marie198]

Haaaghhh remember when.. remember when they... remember when they family