#snotlout manor

[minlout3heathlegs3ruffthrokfan]

Minden is Snotlout's Queen by Minlout3Heathlegs3RuffthrokFan

My old edit can be found here.

Thanks to @rykierykerman for bringing the correct Canva editing tools to my attention, albeit it took me forever to act out on it. My bad.

Also, a special shout-out to @camelottree638 and @heatherthetiredwriter to whom I've dedicated this edit remake. 😉👍🏻

I can't believe it's been 4 years since I've done that edit. It's bonkers! 😮

Back then, I only had Ribbet to use for that, hence the... lack of quality of the edit. When I finally got on Canva, I was still learning the ropes with it and was only using it for covers and the like. And then when Canva finally had the edit options to take characters and text out of pics and the like, I had plum forgotten about remaking the fanedit, so... hehe... now we're in 2024, the Year of the Dragon! Time flies, doesn't it? 😂

Also, while I made that edit, I decided to give everyone a special bonus edit while I was at it.😉

I have to say, I'm quite proud of this and love it even more because it's Minlout! But I think this has much more quality than my old one. Aaahhhh... I can just stare at this for a half-hour. 🥰

Ya know, I might even turn this one into a story idea eventually? What say you? 😏

Needless to say, I've gotten addicted to playing around with the "new" photo editing software that Canva has. So, while limited, this might give me some new opportunities to snip some scenes with these two (and Heathlegs and Ruffthrok) and then edit them to make my own content. It'll take time, but I'm getting excited. Might as well take advantage of it. 🤩

If you guys wish to use my edits, please me sure to CREDIT me.

Hope you guys enjoy my new edit! Thank you for all of your support and I hope you have a wonderful Year of the Dragon!

Minlout! Minlout! Oi, Oi, Oi!

— Minlout3Heathlegs3RuffthrokFan

[captainkirkk]

✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes. Please look at tags and warnings on ao3 before reading.

DC

The Bachelor: Robin Edition by Vamillepudding

Gotham loses its Robin and Bruce Wayne loses a son. Tim finds one of these too tragic to bear. In his quest to make sure Bruce Wayne lives to see the next year, he strikes upon the perfect solution: another son.

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His best bet is, naturally, Crime Alley.

By 8 pm that day, Drake Manor is filled with ten black-haired, blue-eyed boys sitting around the large dining table, looking around the room suspiciously.

Well. Eleven. But Tim doesn’t think he counts.

ATLA

Dish Duty by Princeliest

All Zuko had been trying to do was wash some dishes. Or: The one where Zuko and Katara both mean well, but still can't find their footing around each other in time to prevent explosive shouting, broken dishes, an impromptu arrest, and Team Avatar's third- nay, fourth jailbreak. Fifth? They've lost count at this point, but at least they're not willing to lose Zuko... now, if only he realized that.

Merlin

all oak and iron bound by numinousnumbat

Some of those born with magic are repelled by iron. Merlin wished he knew how much iron there was in Camelot before he started his new life there.

HTTYD

Abandon Hope Who Enters Here (everyone who enters here) by JaggedEmeraldsOfGold

Eret had spoken about the mindless cruelty of Drago’s base and soldiers, but there’s nothing like seeing it in front of her to make it really, really sink in. She’d wanted to empathize, but she doesn’t think she really understood.

She does now.

Astrid leans her head back until it hits the wall behind her, and blinks up at the ceiling.

It’s going to be a long three days.

Or: Instead of facing the Monstrous Nightmare in the Kill Ring, Hiccup packs up and leaves Berk on Toothless, defeating the Red Death on his own as he goes. Six years later, Hiccup has royally fucked up– Hiccup has severely underestimated Drago, and now Hiccup is cramped, tired, hungry, without his prosthetic, and he really, really, really misses Toothless.

Imagine his surprise (read: complete and utter dread) when he wakes up one day to see absolutely none other than Astrid Hofferson, Snotlout Jorgenson, Fishlegs Ingerman, and Ruffnut and Tuffnut Thorston sitting in the cell across from him.

against the wind by underpassgraffiti

When Hiccup and Snotlout get stranded, they have to work together to stay alive.

Easier said than done.

To End a War by GhostStone

Stoick may not listen to Hiccup, but there is one person he does listen to on occasion. And that one person just happens to be someone who will listen to Hiccup.

An AU where the night before he is meant to kill the dragon, Hiccup realized how awful his plan is and goes to Gobber for help.

the soul of a dragon by castelia

Soulmarks amongst humans are easily identifiable: they are words tattooed on skin, words to be spoken during the first moment where two people truly connect. No one believes dragons have soulmarks, let alone that a dragon and a human can share a soul bond.

Until Hiccup.

[hiccupbutpurple]

Also Snotlout!

Rip Snotlout Manor :(

But also very true!

havent made one of these in a while

[noctusfury]

Snotlout Manor by Noctus Fury

Riders of Berk, Episode 6: “Alvin and the Outcasts”

Watched the episode while re-watching Riders of Berk for the 20th time, came to this scene, and decided to make an edit on it. 

This made me laugh. But then, everything about the Snotlout/Astrid relationship dynamic makes me laugh.

And I can’t believe that I’m saying this... but I think it’d be hilarious if somebody did a fanfic where Astrid actually DOES become his Queen for Snotlout Manor. Like in a FairyTale AU, or something. Of course, nothing romantic. But the humor aspect is too great to miss. lol XD

[swcrdheldhigh-blog]

Tag Drop--Across the Sea

[tysonrunningfox]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III/Astrid Hofferson, Eret/Snotlout Jorgenson Characters: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Astrid Hofferson, Snotlout Jorgenson, Eret (How to Train Your Dragon), Stoick the Vast Additional Tags: hallmark christmas movie fic, warning: this will not make sense, warning 2: i am writing this in three days, because i feel like spewing mistletoe, yes this is just an endless string of christmas events and tropes, hiccup is the big city girl returning to the small town because he lost his christmas spirit, there is a plucky child, if i run into plot issues im gonna duct tape mistletoe to it, hiccstrid high school sweethearts, eretlout christmas wedding Summary:

Hiccup Haddock has been in the big city for so long that he lost all of his Christmas spirit. This is inconvenient when he is summoned home to the family Christmas tree farm for his cousin's holiday nuptials, where he also, of course, has to interface with Astrid, his high school sweetheart gone sour while she helps take care of her plucky niece while wearing a lot of flannel and having a lot of Christmas spirit. The Hallmark Christmas Movie AU that no one asked for.

[ao3feed-hiccstrid]

Once Upon a Christmas Wedding at Haddock Manor

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/35TG7Sa

by tysonrunningfox

Hiccup Haddock has been in the big city for so long that he lost all of his Christmas spirit. This is inconvenient when he is summoned home to the family Christmas tree farm for his cousin's holiday nuptials, where he also, of course, has to interface with Astrid, his high school sweetheart gone sour while she helps take care of her plucky niece while wearing a lot of flannel and having a lot of Christmas spirit. The Hallmark Christmas Movie AU that no one asked for.

Words: 2044, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: How to Train Your Dragon (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Astrid Hofferson, Snotlout Jorgenson, Eret (How to Train Your Dragon), Stoick the Vast

Relationships: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III/Astrid Hofferson, Eret/Snotlout Jorgenson

Additional Tags: hallmark christmas movie fic, warning: this will not make sense, warning 2: i am writing this in three days, because i feel like spewing mistletoe, yes this is just an endless string of christmas events and tropes, hiccup is the big city girl returning to the small town because he lost his christmas spirit, there is a plucky child, if i run into plot issues im gonna duct tape mistletoe to it, hiccstrid high school sweethearts, eretlout christmas wedding

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/35TG7Sa

[astridthevalkyrie]

Dead of Night: Chapter 11

Modern AU. Includes magic. Hiccup Haddock never wanted to move to Berk and start a completely new life. With a new mom, weird kids, and an embarrassing crush on a blonde girl, things aren’t going his way. And worst of all, Berk is hiding a secret. In the dead of night, when no one is awake, something...is out there.

Chapter 10

Despite the possible looming threat descending onto Berk very soon, Hiccup found himself enjoying himself in the next few days.

One reason was because of the now very real friends. He hung out with the gang frequently, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that it wasn’t simply because they wanted to hear more about the manor, but because they genuinely wanted to be friends with him. It was so cool.

Not that they didn’t discuss the manor. Snotlout and Astrid especially loved using curse words to describe the mayor, while Fishlegs chastised them.

Hiccup was drawing Toothless in his notebook distractedly as the gang broke out into yet another argument. They were sitting in his room, simply flopped on the bed with Tuff trying dangerous poses on his chair. This time the squabble was about another one of his ancestors.

“Hamish the Second did look a lot like Hiccup!”

“Oh yeah?” Ruff challenged, standing up. “Then explain why Hamish the Second looks like a total beefcake in his portraits while this Hiccup is a fishbone!”

“Hey!”

A few inches next to him, Astrid snorted into her drink. Fishlegs took a deep breath before explaining his counter argument. He was the one trying so hard and he was still somehow losing the argument.

Astrid leaned over to see Hiccup’s notebook and raised an eye, whistling appreciatively. “You’re not bad. Ever been in a competition?”

“No.” He kept his eyes focused on the drawing, because he was certain he’d blush if he actually looked at Astrid, but a smile grew on his face. She was still gazing at the drawing, interested as she scooted closer to him.

“What else have you drawn?”

Nope, the blush was coming whether he looked at her or not. “Uh...I’ve drawn some places I like. I’ve drawn -”

“Have you drawn Astrid?” Tuff, who had apparently been eavesdropping as he sat upside down on the chair, asked.

That got everyone else’s attention very quickly, and as Ruffnut began to make kissy faces, Astrid scowled. “Oh, shut up. He hasn’t drawn me.”

He had, though. Minor sketches, mind you, but he still had.

“Cut it out,” she snapped at Ruff, leaning back with her arms crossed. That was the end of conversation with Astrid for the day. Hiccup sighed. She became closed off and cold so quickly - he wished the the rest of the teens hadn’t said anything, or they could still have been talking at the moment. And he liked talking to her.

“Do you need some help?” Hiccup asked quietly, watching his stepmom about to start mopping the kitchen floors.

Kara smiled at him, and her eyes twinkled before she leaned in as though telling a secret. “I bet I can clean the counters faster than you can mop the floor.”

Hiccup grinned - and took the challenge. He was relieved she hadn’t brought up anything that had happened before, even if he hadn’t really expected her to. They started cleaning quickly, and he took the time to truly see that their work ethic was a lot alike too.

Kara was the most normal person in this whole town, wasn’t she? His dad certainly wasn’t.

Which the man proved when he trampled into the kitchen, setting down a huge bag of groceries and collapsing into the chair. Hiccup’s eyes widened in horror at the mud tracks. Kara smiled amusedly.

Damn challenge. He had lost.

Hiccup was left alone in the forge again. Okay, he had sneaked in at night. But it was really hard to be in there alone at all - this was the only way. It wasn’t as though he was breaking in, either, he worked here.

Sucking in a breath of air, he got started on two projects. A new tail fin, and a saddle. It would be close to impossible to ride Toothless’s back if he didn’t have a clutch.

Which meant he had to make a new outfit for riding. It could be similar to horse riding, he’d read up on that.

Bang after bang went the hammer. Despite the sweat and occasional bruise it caused, Hiccup quite liked the work.

He had wrapped the materials in cloth and was struggling to carry them back home, when out of nowhere, Excellinor was in front of his path, grinning madly.

Hiccup yelped, the saddle and fin nearly slipping from his hands. “What is your problem?”

“You killed my son…” she crooned sadly. “Of course, he tried to kill you first, but you just wouldn’t cooperate.”

“I haven’t killed anyone,” Hiccup said quietly, “please, just let me…”

He tried to sidestep her, but she blocked him and came even closer, close enough for him to smell her rank breath. “He lives in you! Oh, that horrible brat of a Hiccup lives in you! I thought - I thought it’d be your mother...but she…”

He stepped back and narrowed his eyes. “What about my mother?”

“Oh, it couldn’t be her,” the woman said, scowling, “it’s always a Hiccup. But she reminded me of him, oh yes. Not as much as you do, of course,” she cooed, grinning, “but enough that they didn’t let her into the manor. The day she went in is the day she never came back.”

Fear rose up inside Hiccup. Valka? Valka Haddock. His mother, had died in the manor? They had been told she’d had a heart attack, that she had just gave out…

Hiccup started to run towards the manor, his mind racing. Excellinor called out after him.

“You won’t find her in your little home, Hiccup! You’ll only see her blood!”

Toothless was most certainly becoming the best part of his days.

It was today that he dropped down shakily next to the dragon, no longer worried about any of the others in the sky. They never came down, never touched him.

“Mom moved when I was six after her and Dad got divorced,” he mumbled to the dragon, scratching behind his ear, “and then all of a sudden she died last year. But if she was involved in all of this, it makes sense that she would…”

Hiccup hated Viggo Grimborn even more now. He was the reason for the death of his mother, he just knew it. And by association, Ryker.

He didn’t realize Toothless was nudging his hand until it was a few seconds late. “Sorry, bud. I guess - that witch really spooked me out. Let’s go flying.”

He unwrapped the new tail fin first. That Toothless had no problem with, he happily put it on, eager to fly again. It was when the saddle came out that there was a power struggle. It ended up with him chasing the useless reptile all around the yard, being hit by his tail many times, and falling a lot before he finally got Toothless still enough to put on the saddle.

And with that they were flying again. It wasn’t any less exhilarating - he was glad the spirit world was as windy as the real one.

It was a nice end to a tiring day. And it should have ended there.

But it didn’t. Instead, Hiccup got off Toothless, and was about to go back when his arms were roughly grabbed, and he was yanked off the ground. Toothless letting out the loudest roar he had ever heard as boy and dragon were separated from each other.

It was the dragon on the floor, and the boy flying away.

[reylo-in-the-dark]

Working paradise (closed rp with astrid-horrendous-haddock)

The Easter break was almost upon the students of Berk high. With only four days to go before the trip to Trinidad for a group of twenty students to be construct houses and schools for the less fortunate. Spirits were high for all students, especially those on the trip. Hiccup Haddock was particularly excited. He was aged nineteen and deep down he had an adventurous streak but hadn’t been able to go out on adventures as he had his head in the books for most his life. He’d always been a straight A student and this trip would not only sate his adventurous side but also look good on his resume. That was something his father told him a lot. Stoick only wanted what was best for his son. Not to mention Hiccup was a very compassionate young man and so to have the opportunity to help others and do some good in the world was something he felt strongly about. Hiccup had almost everything planned out and his room was a mess with piles of stuff everywhere. For someone so intelligent, he could be a little disorganised when he got excited. Take this one for instance, clothes were scattered all over his room!

The Haddock’s were well known in the city. His father owning a very lucrative business in importing and exporting. And they owned a very nice Manor. There were rumours that they were filthy rich and they were quite well off. But he never bragged and all the people that used to flock to him stopped. There was only best friend Hiccup had, Fishlegs Ingerman. He was also going on the trip with him (though he was worrying about being so far away from home. He didn’t have the same sense of adventure like Hiccup did.) Along with fishlegs, Hiccup’s annoying boisterous and brash cousin Snotlout would also be joining them. Though Hiccup wasn’t sure why, Snotlout hated helping anyone. But then again, the school rebel was going. And Snotlout, and probably the majority of the boys in the year, had a crush on her. (Including Hiccup.? ) Astrid Hofferson was rebellious and a sometimes a bit outside of things. But she was intelligent enough, sporty and very very attractive.

Eventually Hiccup finally had most of his things packed. Unfortunately for the last few days Hiccup had his annoying cousin around his house for the next few days. They lived closer to the airport so there was some logic in it but Hiccup didn’t like it. They were at the dinner table, Stoick wasn’t joining them as he had work. “That babe is coming you know Hiccup? And I am going to get very lucky with her if you know what I mean.” Snotlout said with suggestion clear in his voice making Hiccup groan. There he was thinking with his cock again.

Hiccup was thankful for the night to come. He was on his own and away from his cousin and it meant a day closer to Trinidad. @astrid-horrendous-haddock

[minlout3heathlegs3ruffthrokfan]

What’s In A Name - Part 1 - Minlout

Minlout Name Meanings by Minlout3Heathlegs3RuffthrokFan

Part 1 of the “What’s In A Name” collection for Minlout, Heathlegs, and Ruffthrok.

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(Heathlegs | Ruffthrok)

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Special thanks to @imaginativemind29​ for finding the origins and meaning of Minden’s name. Greatly appreciate it. ^_^

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So I decided to make a little edit/photo that went into the definitions of Snotlout and Minden’s names. And I have to say that I wasn’t disappointed. ^_^

So I discovered that part of Snotlout’s name was actually historically accurate (whether DreamWorks knew of it or not). Snot- comes from the Old Norse word, Snotr, which means “clever, wise, or prudent,” which I thought was so ironic, considering Snotlout’s entire character arch. But it’s also great foreshadowing because it hints at what Snotlout’s meant to become and will be... in time (which we get to see in isolated episodes but we definitely start seeing by Season 4, when Snotlout decides to be his own man).

The meaning of Minden’s name is just... it’s so beautiful... I can’t even. XD :’)

I mean... look at it! I don’t believe it’s a coincidence that she was named that. It’s as if she was named that to signify that Minlout was always meant to be. I mean, “Mine-Yours”? Every time Snotlout or Minden says her name, it’s almost like a declaration of love and devotion. As if they’re saying, “You are mine; I am yours. To halves to one heart.” It’s just so precious, I can’t even... GAH! XD :’)

But there’s also another deeper message behind saying “Minden” (Mine-Yours):

The names come from a statement made by a Saxon duke after he converted to Christianity and made peace with King Karl the Great (aka Charlemagne) in the 8th century. After forming and signing the peace treaty at his castle at the river Weser, he said: 

"Diese Burg soll nun min und din sein." (This castle shall now be mine and yours.) 

So it got the name Min-Din (Mine-Yours) that was later written Minden (the town).

But seriously: “This CASTLE shall now be mine and yours.” Does anyone realize just how significant this is?

This reminds me of the scene at the beginning of the “Alvin and the Outcasts” episode in Riders of Berk, when Snotlout makes a Viking version of a ‘sandcastle’ and calls it “Snotlout Manor”. He then says this, afterwards:

Manors were fortified houses (also were sometimes synonymous with keeps) or even a simple keep with a wall during the entire middle ages — and many have existed, survived, and are still maintained throughout human history into the modern era. Anyone from aristocrats to nobles of various rank — even among the members of royalty — had them with the fief system. They were little mini-castles in their own right.

And I’m sure you’re aware of the old proverb: “A man’s home is his castle”?

Well, think about it... “This castle shall now be mine and yours,”... “A man’s home is his castle.”... 

If a man’s home is his castle... and if his castle shall be "mine and yours”... Can you guess where I’m going with this? ,’:-)

“A man’s home is his castle. And his castle shall now be Min-Din.” Or ‘Minden,’ in this case.

Huh? Huh? How COOL is that?!

And we can do this backwards as well! Check this out...

“Minden shall now be his castle. And his castle is his home.”

Are you a puddle of feels right now? Because I certainly am! XD

So essentially, if Snotlout were to say this, he’d be saying: “Minden is my castle; and my castle is my home,” or “My castle shall now be Minden’s,” or “My castle is my home, and my home is Minden.” This is just really hitting me in the feels right now! 

Another way to see this that’s of great significance would be if Snotlout created Snotlout Manor (like in preparation for marriage or something) and said: “This castle (or manor) shall now be mine and yours,” or “This castle (or manor) shall now be Minden.” That would be so powerful and amazing and the way he would look at her when he said it and the way she’d start tearing up... I just... I’m seriously gushing and fanboying over this.

Honestly, a minor pairing shouldn’t be turning me into a giant puddle of fluffy feels, but it is. And I’m loving every bit of it! ^_^

But can you imagine the scene that I’ve just shown above where Snotlout says, “This is Snotlout Manor — and all I need now is a queen.” and does that with Minden? And the deep meanings and symbolism by using Minden’s name, on top of his “castle” Snotlout Manor, would just be so lethally potent that it should be illegal! lol XD

Also, the fanon definitions/meanings of Minden’s name I gleaning just from the town and fortress by itself by what they represent. Which, in my opinion, fits Minden perfectly.

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Conclusion

So in conclusion, here’s the summary of this article for you to glean from:

Snotlout DOES, in fact, have a historical element to his name, surprisingly enough.

Snot- is from the Old Norse, meaning “wise, prudent, or clever.” (Clearly his mother’s doing, I’m sure of it.)

It fits him more when he learns to stop fighting it and accept his character arc.

Minden is a historical name of German origin.

Minden comes from the phrase “min-din”, meaning “mine-yours”, and originated from the Charlemagne Period.

It’s a name given to the castle of the same name where the peace treaty was signed between Charlemagne and the Saxons in the 700s AD.

The message behind it is just so beautiful, I could cry. :’)

If this doesn’t get you to ship Minlout, nothing will.

Minlout was obviously meant to be. This is Fate, has to be!

Anyway, this is my article — and Part 1 of the mini-series — concerning Minlout’s name meanings. I really hope that this has not only been an educating experience, but also gives you inspiration and a new-found love for the Minlout pairing. I, for one, am in love all over again, and am now an even bigger fan of the pairing. There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that they were meant to be! No way they could NOT be S.O.s with THOSE names!

Their name meanings just bring a whole new entire layer of depth into their relationship dynamic, their pairing, and their character archs. I’m just so hyped right now! You can be certain that bits and pieces of this will most definitely end up becoming one-shots, one way or the other! ^_^

I know this was a little long, but this really was worth it. I hope, at least, you’ve enjoyed reading this as much as I’ve enjoyed writing this. I’m not even sure that I’ll be able to sleep now! lol XD

Thank you for taking some time out of your busy schedules to come and read this. Please spread this around and make it viral. This pairing deserves it! And please keep an eye out for Part 2 of my “What’s In A Name” mini-series — next pairing shall be Heathlegs. So be on the lookout, fellow shippers! 

Keep Calm and Ship Minlout!

— Minlout3Heathlegs3RuffthrokFan

[astridthevalkyrie]

Dead of Night: Chapter 9

Modern AU. Includes magic. Hiccup Haddock never wanted to move to Berk and start a completely new life. With a new mom, weird kids, and an embarrassing crush on a blonde girl, things aren’t going his way. And worst of all, Berk is hiding a secret. In the dead of night, when no one is awake, something...is out there.

Chapter 8

“You have a dragon in your home,” Astrid summarized, looking a little dazed.

“Yeah,” he breathed, hoping she wouldn’t be horrified.

“And it showed you your name next to Drago Bludvist.”

“Uh huh.”

“The chaos god who controlled the dragons.”

“Exactly - wait, what?”

“Drago Bludvist,” she said again, “he went to battle with Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the First, he wanted to control all the dragons, and use them to control humans.”

Hiccup opened his mouth and closed it again. “So...where is he now?”

Astrid furrowed her brows. “Well, he was a god. He’s certainly not dead. He swore vengeance on Hiccup Horrendous Haddock before he vanished into the skies.”

“But - but that Hiccup is dead,” he responded, a bad feeling settling into his stomach. Dragons were real, who was to say that chaos gods weren’t? “How would he get revenge on him?”

Astrid gave him a hard stare. “His namesake would be good enough.”

Hiccup was left alone after he had convinced Snotlout (without much effort) to try out a prototype machete. Gobber had rushed him to the healer quickly and Hiccup was now alone with the tools he needed.

Astrid hadn’t said much, not really. She didn’t seem to be scared, but she had definitely felt a hint of some bad thing to come.

Unlike Hiccup. He was scared. Not really of the dragons, but this Drago character. Today, Excellinor had shrieked his name when he was walking to the forge, nearly giving him a heart attack. In fact, even though being alone meant he could work, he didn’t particularly fancy it.

Astrid couldn’t answer him about the dragons at night. She said that the city didn’t sleep at night, that she had been out during the dark plenty of times. Then how did she not see the dragons? How did anyone miss them?

That was all on his mind for now as he pounded away, sweat building on his forehead. He had watched Gobber closely enough to know what he was doing.

The thought of invisible dragons were better than the thoughts of a chaos god murdering him in his sleep.

Could it be possible that Berk had just simply gone loony after being isolated from the rest of the world for so long? Was the madness getting to him too?

Stoick hadn’t seemed to notice anything. But Kara seemed to be a little uneasy, looking fidgety at dinner and had went to bed early. She and Hiccup still weren’t talking.

Damn it all. Whose bright idea was it to name him Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, anyway? Maybe if he legally changed his name, this Drago Bludvist character would stay in his god realm and never come near him.

No, that wouldn’t work. Somehow, Hiccup doubted that Drago Bludvist would care about the legalities of the normal world.

Toothless wouldn’t come out.

There were hundreds - thousand - of dragons flying outside, and yet, the dragon wouldn’t come in. He was right outside the window he had been last time, and the eerie marking of his name was in the same room.

“I can’t go out there!” he protested, pretty sure the dragon could understand. “They’ll kill me!”

But Toothless stayed firmly rooted where he was.

“Fine, you obstinate dragon.” The Night Fury huffed as Hiccup climbed out of the window, falling onto the grass with a thump and wincing. He held up the tail.

“I got a whole basket for you, bud - don’t ask me how.” Hiccup pulled the heavy fish basket out next, muttering to himself. “Of course, that would be if you could actually ask me stuff, which you can’t.”

After learning that the dragon might burn him if he got eel again, Hiccup quietly sat near the tail, holding his invention. Toothless didn’t notice, and neither did any of the other dragons, because they didn’t swoop down and rip his skin apart.

He sat on the tail to get a better grip.

The tail fit snugly, and Hiccup felt the dragon move under him. He ignored it too, which, in the ten seconds where he was admiring his work, turned out to be a mistake.

Toothless had spread his wings, and suddenly Hiccup felt himself with his feet very firmly not on the ground.

“Oh gods! - Toothless - fu-” A string of curse words escaped him as he gripped the dragon’s tail tightly. The tail ruffled, and in a moment of pure instinct, he opened it right when Toothless was going down. His hair ruffled and was pushed back by the wind, and, as he saw them leave the yard of the manor and cross over town for a second, it was so thrilling he whooped. “I did it!”

But then they were going down again.

There was a person there - blonde hair - it was Astrid! She was peering up at the sky, no doubt having snuck out to see if she could spot a dragon. He was going to crash into her.

Toothless hit the ground and Hiccup flew off, closing his eyes tightly as he prepared for impact.

Not only did he not feel that he had just crashed into a person, but it didn’t even hurt.

“Astrid?” he mumbled groggily, getting up and opening his eyes. She was standing right in front of him, still peering up. He had just crash landed off a Night Fury in front of her, and she wasn’t even looking at him? “Astrid!”

“How?” was all she mumbled, to herself.

“Astrid,” he said again, loudly. He reached out to put his hand on her shoulder, and then gasped when his hand went through her, quite literally. Hiccup stared in horror.

He backed away, running to the market. Forgetting Toothless for a second, he ran towards a man who looked to be closing up his shop. He ran forward and gasped again when he passed through the man.

The dragons weren’t invisible. They were in another world. That’s why no one could see them.

And now no one could see him either.

Then, Hiccup heard cackling. He turned to see the old lady Excellinor, staring right at him, with crazy mirth in her eyes.

[astridthevalkyrie]

Dead of Night: Chapter 8

Modern AU. Includes magic. Hiccup Haddock never wanted to move to Berk and start a completely new life. With a new mom, weird kids, and an embarrassing crush on a blonde girl, things aren’t going his way. And worst of all, Berk is hiding a secret. In the dead of night, when no one is awake, something...is out there.

Chapter 7

 Hiccup had been putting off the days until he had to go into the secret doors again. Until he had to see the dragon again.

With everything going on, he hadn’t given much thought to the actual dragon.

It was really fast. It was jet black. It had green eyes and black pupils that could look life threatening but also...cute. Tonight he would see it again.

This time, though, he was going with with the knife that Viggo - if he had been right and it really was Viggo who had roped the dragon - had left, and a piece of fish. It smelled, and it made him want to barf, but it was the only thing he could snag in town. FIshing was a big thing in Berk, and there were baskets upon baskets outside Gobber’s forge. It was thanks to the forge that he had managed to sharpen the knife too, after quietly observing how Gobber did it. It was actually something that really looked fun. Blacksmithing.

Hiccup the Blacksmith. It didn’t sound half bad.

He shook these thoughts out of his head as he went through door after door. With him he had yarn that he had bought, because getting lost was still not on his agenda.

As he walked, he tried thinking about what kind of dragon the one in his house was. The Book of Dragons showed nothing that looked like it, and it had hundreds of them, from different authors, based on the frequent handwriting changes.

But there was nothing that looked like the black dragon. There were a few pages that had been ripped off, so he supposed that was where the information was.

The dragon, as it always seemed to do, found Hiccup before he could find it.

In a dark room with only a knife in his pocket, it felt dangerous. But somehow he knew the dragon wouldn’t hurt him. It inched closer, and Hiccup offered the fish. The dragon looked at it, snarled, and backed away.

Maybe it didn’t recognize him? Maybe they had short memory spans. But it would remember the knife, wouldn’t it? The knife that nearly took it’s life?

Hiccup lifted up the uniform shirt he was still clad in, revealing the knife. The dragon snarled, and it backed away even more. That was not what he wanted, so he took the knife out, and before the dragon could react, threw it to the side, where it hit the wall and fell with a clang.

All of a sudden, the dragon stopped, straightening itself and looking at him curiously.

Hiccup took a deep breath - it was bound to be a long night.

“Haddock!”

Hiccup snapped out of his thoughts as a fist slammed his locker shut. He nearly jumped ten feet in the air, and hadn’t even recovered when he was shoved against the locker and felt it connect with his head. Suddenly, the room was spinning.

Memories of last night were still fresh in his head - he had touched the dragon. It had only been for a moment, but that moment had felt incredible. Even more incredible than it should have felt.

The dragon was toothless, in a way. It had retractable teeth and when it tried to smile, he was glad that he had not squealed because it would not fit his manly persona at all.

Not that he was feeling any manly now, because above him was a rather vicious looking boy. He was glaring down, and Hiccup had the sense to whimper. He didn’t even know the boy’s name.

“What are you playing at? Inviting some geeks and freaks to your house?” The boy snarled, and didn’t even offer time for Hiccup to respond before he was punched in the stomach and fell. “You better invite me and my friends” - was it bad that the first thing on his mind was the boy’s grammar? - “over to your stupid house or else I’ll -”

“You’ll what?” a voice hissed from behind the bulking boy. The bully turned around, and Hiccup lifted his head weakly to see Astrid Hofferson, with one hand on her hip and one eye raised.

“Don’t let me interrupt you,” she said mockingly, dropping her bag to the floor, “you were just calling me a freak, or a geek, and threatening the new kid. Definitely could get you in trouble, don’t you think?”

“Clear out, baby. I’m dealing with him now, but when I go to the manor I can take you and we can have some fun in one of the corridors,” the boy said - more as a sultry suggestion than an order, and Hiccup realized Snotlout wasn’t the only one who flirted with Astrid. Of course he wasn’t. Not everyone lacked confidence like he himself did - and this place was so traditional that they would just love to be inappropriate towards Astrid Hofferson.

Astrid Hofferson wore the same look on her face that she always did when Snotlout tried - an unaffected one, bordering on disgust. She stepped forward, pulled her fist back, and without a second of hesitation punched the boy in the face.

His crush on her just multiplied itself by ten thousand, to the millionth power. And he was supposed to be mad at her.

The brute roared with anger, leaping at her as well, and then they were both fighting. It was after school - there weren’t even any teachers to stop them. At one point, the boy had Astrid pinned with a dirty smirk on his face, but she kneed him when the sun didn’t shine, and it wasn’t long before she had him face down on the floor, with his hands pinned behind his back.

Even more brutal than the fight were the insults she called him. “Son of a half troll, rat eating, munge bucket! Coward dung face! Crap eating, goblin breath, ugly faced, brothel wench!”

The girl’s lip was split, and her eye was going to be black tomorrow, but she had won the fight.

“Get lost,” she hissed quietly, yanking him up and shoving. He didn’t hesitate.

Hiccup shakily stood up, suddenly feeling very pathetic. Why did he need anyone to save him, let alone his crush who wasn’t supposed to be his crush because she was way out his league and was pretty judgemental?

Relatable, Hiccup thought wryly.

Astrid swallowed, and then coughed into her fist awkwardly. “So, uh, are you okay?”

“Just had the wind knocked out of me,” he said honestly, seeing her cheeks redden while feeling his own get hot, “you - you should probably get that checked out.”

Astrid looked mildly disappointed. Her jaw set, and she sighed, nodding. “Yeah. It’s only fun if you get a scar out of it though. Whatever. It’s stupid.” She turned around, her braid swinging behind her, along with many stray pieces of hair that had come out during the fight. “Bye, Hiccup.”

“Wait!”

She was looking at him expectantly. Hiccup bit his lip - would she believe him? Would she laugh? Would they never talk again?

The Book of Dragons had come out of his bag when he was pushed down. Hiccup picked it up, looked her in the eye, and took a deep breath.

“There’s something I have to tell you.”