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luvendiary · 1 year ago

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3 times hiccup asked you to marry him + the time you realized he meant it

hello! this was an early draft for this request: Hello!!! Imagine hiccup telling reader "I'm in love with you" / "Marry me" out of blue after a stare down (can be established relationship or not muahahaha) I like how this turned out, except for the ending. it's sort of shitty in my opinion. also, this isn't proofread. and sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language. feel free to point them out. also, there’s a slight corpse bride reference with the vows!! as always, thank you for reading. let me know what you think and if you'd like more of this. requests are always open!

Snoggletog was one of your favorite festivities. The beautiful coat of snow that hugged the soil, and the way the sunlight softly reflected on it was perfect to you. You loved to see how vikings busied themselves by hanging up ornaments and mistletoe on the doors. You loved hearing the out-of-tune carols that echoed across Berk. And you loved the late cold nights as you and the dragon riders sat around a warm fire and talked about the day’s happenings.

One thing you did not love though, was the Snoggletog play, specially because it had been assigned to you all this year. It was the dragon riders’ responsibility to plan, organize and act it out the day of Snoggletog.

“What about the start of dragon races?” Snoutlout suggested.

“They did that two years ago,” Astrid replied as she sharpened her axe.

“We could do Loki-”

“We’re not doing Loki day Tuffnut,” Hiccup interrupted him.

A moment of silence passed amongst all of you.

“What if, we make a reenactment of Odin and Freya’s marriage? How they stopped the Aesir and Vanir war,” you said while nibbling on your thumb.

“That could work,” Fishlegs said.

“I like it, we could even get the dragons in on this,” Astrid suggested.

“Of course, brilliant idea (Y/N),” Snotlout said as he stood up with a cocky attitude. “Specially because I would make the perfect Odin.” He flexed his muscles and stroke a victorious pose.

You chuckled and pushed him away, “Sit down Snotlout. I was actually thinking that Astrid and Fishlegs could be Freya and Odin.”

“Oh no,” Astrid said immediately. “I’m not good at performing. Plus, you gave the idea, you should be Freya.”

“Alright,” you said. “If no one else is up for it, I’ll be Freya. Fishlegs, are you ok with being Odin?”

“Ye-” his reply was interrupted by Astrid elbowing him. “I mean, I wish I could but…I-I don’t like performing.”

“What but you love perfor-?”

“Hiccup! Why aren’t you Odin?!” Astrid chimed in as she placed her arm around your shoulder while the other went around the brunette-boy’s shoulders.

“Uh…I-I guess,” Hiccup said.

Astrid grinned while looking at you, “Great! It’s settled then!”

“Why would you do that?!” you shrieked as you pressed the palm of your hands to your eyes.

Astrid, who sat next to you overlooking Berk from a nearby cliff, shrugged, “Oh I don’t know. Maybe because I’m tired of you two beating around the bush. Why don’t you kiss already? It’s obvious you want to.”

“Shut up Astrid,” you said while sitting up. You rubbed your hands together to provide some heat to your body. “I’m not even sure if he likes me.”

“You’re as blind as Gothi is mute,” she replied.

“How can you be so sure? Has he said anything about me?”

“You’re hopeless Y/N.”

The days went by, and Snoggletog drew closer and closer. Right after training, you went to rehearsals, and while most of it went by in fits of laughter and jokes, you all managed to build a production. You often tended to practice with Hiccup, since you had the most line together, and it gave you an excuse to spend more time with him. During this period, you had managed to gain some small victories in the love department, holding his hand, dancing with him, and hearing him laugh while you acted out some of your scenes being some. However, there was something you both had been avoiding: the marriage kiss. It made your heart flutter and your stomach swarm with butterflies every time you though about the possibility of kissing him; on the other hand, it also felt like Gronkle iron swishing around your intestines. What if he didn’t want to kiss you? What if he just did it out of pity?

Your mind was plagued with questions up until the big day.

“Good luck,” Astrid said while she gave you a knowing look. She was looking forward to the kiss, and if what she had told you was true, all of the dragon riders were too.

The play started out good, Snotlout and Tuffnut played the Aesir family, while Ruffnut and Fishlegs played the Vanir.

The scene changed and the Aesir were complaining with Hiccup about how Freya’s magic and her help towards the Vanir was the reason for their shortcomings.

I was then your time to appear. After several attempts from the Aesir to try to kill Freya, you and Odin came to an agreement: you were to marry each other.

“Marry me,” said Hiccup. And as you looked into his eyes your breath hitched. He had a smile plastered on his face, and his eyes gleamed.

“I will marry you,” you replied as you offered him your hand and he put the ring on your nuptial finger.

The scene was supposed to end there, you were about to take a step backwards so that the actual marriage scene could take place, however you felt a hand wrap around your wrist, and before you knew it you were being kissed. You were being kissed by Hiccup Haddock.

Your shock was palpable, however you dissolved into the kiss once the initial incredulity had passed. Once Hiccup felt the kiss was reciprocal, he wrapped his arms around your waist and drew you closer.

2 .

Dragon racing was a hefty sport. Ever since it was created, it became a fan favorite amongst Berkians. Once every full moon, a match was held that was sure to be the talk of the town for at least a week. On summer and winter solstice, you held the dragon riding tournament, that usually lasted for about a week; except for that one time when the black sheep had wondered deep into the woods, and you weren’t able to find it for two days.

Point of the matter is, dragon racing was a serious issue for vikings. And that’s why victories where celebrated so grandly. You never particularly cared for the celebrations, however wining was important to you; your usually carefree nature was irrecognizable when it came to the sport as you became a furiously competitive rider. This change, spared no one. Not even your boyfriend.

“Incoming!” you called out before snatching the black sheep from Hiccup’s arms, as you held on with your legs to (Y/D)’s saddle while she flew in an upside down position.

“Hey!” he shouted in response with a light chuckle.

“I wish I could say I’m sorry, but I’m not!” you replied with a shit-eating grin directed his way. With the black sheep secure in your arms, you flew away, not a hint of remorse visible on your face.

You returned to your upright position and quickly flew up to your basket and threw in the black sheep. As soon as you do so, you hear the crowds cheers and applause mixed with the blow of the horn, signaling that the match has ended.

Astrid joined you on the platform, followed by Ruff, as they cheered you on and celebrated your team victory.

Hiccup watched you, still mounted on Toothless with a lovesick smile present in his features, “I’m going to marry her,” he said as he took in your beautiful smile.

“I don’t think you’re her type,” said a voice next to him. Tuffnutt flew next to him with a pissed expression -probably because of their defeat- “but go for it. I’m sure my sister would be flattered.”

3 .

“Do you think there are other people out there?” you asked as you stared blankly at the stars. “I mean, besides us dragon riders and dragon hunters. Do you think that maybe there’s another civilization that has been familiar with dragons long before us?”

You heard Hiccup chuckle, “Possibly, maybe they even know of species we have yet to discover.”

“I wonder if they maybe think the same of us. Maybe we’re some strange advanced civilization to them”, you said with a light giggle as your thoughts went wild with the idea of the unknown. “Or maybe, we’re cavemen in comparison to their civilization. Maybe…they know about our existence, and they have just decided to leave us alone because we’re not worth their time.”

“That’s a bit depressing isn’t it?” Hiccup asked, humored by your rambling.

“I don’t think so. I think it’s exciting…” you said slightly breathless as you stared at the vast abyss of twinkling lights that spread above you and beyond. “Just imagine everything we’ve yet to discover.”

You faintly heard the huffs and growls of your dragons, who were entertained by Hiccup’s prosthetic leg as they fought each other for it.

Hiccup allowed himself to steal a glance at you for a fraction of a second. He thought that the view in front of you was beautiful, but to him, the real wonder was sitting right next to him. You looked breathtaking with the starry abyss reflected in your eyes. Yet, you were so unaware of it.

“Marry me.”

He didn’t mean to actually say it. But he just couldn’t control himself when he was with you.

Your trance was broken and you stared at him wide eyed, in disbelief at what he had just said. However as soon as you saw his expression mirroring yours, you burst out laughing. You couldn’t say truthfully that you had never though about marriage, especially with Hiccup.

Hiccup’s startled expression morphed into confusion.”W-What? Why are you laughing?”

“Are you sure you want to marry me?” you asked in between giggles. “You don’t seem very sure.”

“What? Y-Yes! Of course I’m sure! Why wouldn’t I want to marry you?” his eyebrows furrowed in the way you loved. The way that told you you had successfully managed to get in his head. He had turned his body so that it was now mirroring yours, and his shoulders were raising up and down as they usually did when he was trying to explain something or defend a point.

“Fine then. I’ll marry you.”

His rambling stopped immediately. “What? Y-You will?”

You shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly. “Sure. Why not?”

You stood up then as you walked around the small island you had stumbled upon earlier that day. Leaving a very flustered and confused Hiccup behind.

“Wait! Where are you going?” he called after you as he struggled to get up. He rambled on as he chased you, asking about arrangements and other things.

“Aha!” you said victoriously as you crouched down over a patch of grass with some wildflowers sprouting out.

Hiccup peered over your shoulder, trying to see what you were doing.

Eventually you stood up and extended your hand towards him. He stared at you blankly for a moment, and muttered to himself, tryin to understand your actions. Still, an amused smile was present on his face.

“Well?” you said after a bit. “Give me your hand.”

He did as you instructed, and then you took out your other hand from behind, which gently held a blade of grass along with some small wildflowers intertwined with each other, forming a ring.

“I know it’s not the best craftsmanship, but I figured we couldn’t get married without rings,” you explained with a soft giggle.

Hiccup grinned down at you, and laughed incredulously. He wondered how he ever got you to agree to be his. “I’m afraid to tell you dearest, but I don’t have a ring for you.”

You sighed mockingly and rolled your eyes. “I know that. I assumed you would be too in your head about your future duty as chief and the dragons to think about me.”

“Hey!” he protested immediately. “I’m always thinking about you-”

“But worry not!” you said as you giggled playfully. “Since I know you well enough to be married, I know you well enough to be prepared for our wedding.” You reached into one of your pockets and puled out and identical ring, which he gently grabbed.

He stared down at you, with a skeptical expression.

“Well, go on with it. Do you want to marry me or not?” you asked as you tilted your head slightly to the side.

Hiccup sighed and then locked his eyes with yours. “I, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock, the Third, make this oath. With this hand I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way in darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine."

Once the traditional vows were finished he gently took your hand and slid the delicate ring onto your nuptial finger.

You watched with a smile as he carefully placed it, and once he was done, you repeated the vows and slid his ring onto his own finger.

With your ceremony done, your lips met in a gentle and warm dance. You felt as his hands slid down your back and rested on your hips, holding your body closer to his.

“This is the second time we’ve been married now,” he whispered as he broke apart form the kiss,

“How scandalous,” you whispered back with a soft laugh, as you remembered the Snoggletog performance and how it ended up with your first kiss.

“Maybe the next time we get to do it, you’ll actually be wearing white.”

You stared up at him with a raised eyebrow. “Is that so? Does that mean you’d like to bed me next time?” you teased.

“I’d love to bed you now,” he said with a slight chuckle. “But I’m aware you’d rather follow the traditional path.”

You laughed and patted his chest. “Well, you’ll better get me that white dress quickly then.”

Hiccup had been acting weird all day. Evading you and whenever you managed to track him down he responded any question you had in a dismissive manner. You had figured you should let him alone for a while, at least until he was ready to talk about whatever was bothering him.

He did tend to get too into his own head whenever he was worried, and it took you telling him about it for him to realize he could share his burden with you. But this time it was different.

When you had asked what was bothering him he dismissed you as soon as he could and continued what he was doing.

It had hurt you. It made you think if you had done anything wrong, but you couldn’t think of anything. It was scary thinking about what this could mean for the both of you.

“And you’re sure he hasn’t ever acted like this before?” Astrid asked as she tried to make sense of the situation with you.

You where both sat in the Great Hall, as the rest of the vikings ate their dinner. You however, couldn’t seem to make anything go down past your throat, as worry consumed you.

“Yes Astrid, I am sure,” you replied rather harshly. “I don’t even know where the hell he is right now. For all I know he’s probably off in another girl’s house. Maybe he got tired of waiting for me. Maybe he realized he doesn’t want this sort of commitment…”

You knew that this was irrational thinking. Hiccup had never given you signs that he didn’t want to be with you anymore, on the contrary, he was always very reassuring on how much he liked being with you. Up until now you had never had any reason to doubt your relationship; but up until now, Hiccup had never behaved like this either.

“Don’t say that! That boy is crazy for you. He has been since we where thirteen.”

You sighed and buried your hands in your hair. “Then why is he acting like this?!”

“I think you should ask him yourself,” Astrid said as she placed a comforting hand on her friend’s back.

“I’ve already tried that…” you groaned out. Your voice muffled by your arms, on which you were resting your head.

“Give it one more try. Maybe he’ll snap out of it.”

Reluctantly, you agreed and made your way up to the watch tower. It was Hiccup’s turn to keep watch tonight, so you knew he wouldn’t be able to escape this time.

You felt the heat of the fire before you saw it, and you knew he was there.

“You need to cut the crap Haddock,” you started as you saw the faint outline of his shadow as you were nearing the end of the stairs. “If I did something wrong, just tell me right now because I can’t keep doing this. We’re not teenagers anymo-”

Your throat closed up as soon as you saw him. A gasp escaped your mouth and your hands flew to your face.

In front of you, Hiccup was down on one knee and a small wooden box sat comfortably on the palm of his hand.

“You bastard,” you whispered just to yourself.

He chuckled at that and smiled as he saw your reaction. He then opened the box to reveal a small silver ring in the shape of some intricate patterns.

“My dearest Y/N…” he started, but the lump in his throat wouldn’t let him go any further.

“Oh Hiccup…” you breathed out as you approached him slowly.

“Please marry me,” he said finally.

You crouched in front of him with tears in your eyes and held his face in your hands.

“Of course I will marry you,” you replied as a teary laugh escaped your throat.

To him, it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.

He laughed then, as he slid the ring in, and looked up at you. He cupped your cheeks with the palm of his hand and pulled you closer until your lips met. He tasted tears and relief in that kiss.

You eventually separated and you hit his chest lightly.

“Don’t ever do that to me again you bastard!” you said as the tears flowed, and you whipped them off as nervous laughter escaped your lips.

“I swear this is the last time love,” he chuckled as he crouched his head slightly to help you whipe your tears.

“Not that! Don’t ever avoid me like that again Hiccup! I was starting to think that maybe you didn’t want me anymore…”

Hiccup grabbed your chin gently and made you look up at him. “Theres no one else I’d rather want.”

You laughed nervously once again and offered him a teary smile.

“I’m sorry I scarred you love. I just…I was so nervous.”

“It’s ok…” you reassured him. “I understand.”

He smiled down at you and whipped another tear. You didn’t mean to keep doing it, but you had been so worried all day long that it was finally coming out. You didn’t want to ruin your moment like this. It was supposed to be a moment for celebration and happiness. You tried to make it stop.

“You can cry. I will lift your sorrows,” Hiccup said with a soft laugh as he whipped another tear.

You smiled then, tears still flowing out. But you knew it would be alright. He would make you feel alright. He always did.

#how to train your dragon 3 #httyd #httyd2 #httyd3 #hiccup x reder #hiccup x y/n #hiccup haddock x reader #hiccup horrendous haddock the 3rd #hiccup httyd #toothless #how to train a dragon 2 #how to train your dragon

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sivyera · 11 months ago

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Httyd request here!

The gang’s reaction to reader having a cannibalistic dragon?

(Death song, Deathgripper, Cavern crasher, Red death, Slither song, etc.)

Fem!reader

that's such a cool idea! problem is that red death and some other cannibalistic dragons cannot be tamed, i know that, so let's pretend that they can be tamed. i really hope you like it, enjoy!

httyd characters reacting on you having a cannibalistic dragon

ft. hiccup, eret, tuffnut, snotlout, grimmel, astrid, ruffnut, valka,

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⤷ Hiccup

-Hiccup would find it so cool but dangerous at the same time. He'd be really proud of you and he'll brag about it to others, saying something like "yeah heh my love actually has a cannibalistic dragon Deathgripper (od other dragon you like), she tamed him, cool hm?"

He'd ask a lot of question and will definitely write them into his notebook. He'd wanna know everything that's possible, most of all he'd want to know how you managed to tame it. He would touch it only if you are near so he's 100% sure that your dragon won't accidently hurt him, because your dragon listens only to you.

⤷ Eret

-Eret would be really surprise and he wouldn't trust your dragon that much. I mean he still has some hunter reflexes so even know when he doesn't hunt them anymore, he's still focused and careful around them, just in case after all they're just animals..

After some time he will get used to it, he would want to hear what your dragon can actually do, how to met it, tame it, all these stuff... maybe he would be interested more in some cool stories/memories of yours with your dragon like hunting with it. He'd also be really proud of you, telling others how cool his girlfriend is.

⤷ Tuffnut

-Tuff would find it epic and awesome and so cool! Like you managed to tame a cannibalistic dragon and now you are dating him?! He'd brag about you to his twin sister or Snotlout all the time, just to make them jealous.

He'd ask a lot of questions like if your dragon ever eat other dragon in front of you, if it does it often etc... but he'd never go and pet your dragon, never! When is Ruff being a little more annoying then usual, he'll tell her something like "you know what, i will tell y/n to come over with y/d/n (your dragons name), i bet it's hungry!" and this will shut her up most of the time.

⤷ Snotlout

-Snoutlout would brag about it the most, like really! Mostly to Hiccup or Fishlegs telling them how you're cooler then them and much tougher and badass. From the start he'll be confident saying stuff like he can tame dragon like this, that he himself has a pretty dangerous dragon, but soon as he hears your dragons roar, he's gone.

At night, when no ones listening, he whispers into your ear that he's proud of you and that you are strong and all these stuff just because you managed to tame your "special" dragon.

⤷ Grimmel

-Well Grimmel has himself cannibalistic dragons but he still holds big respect for you, because he control his dragons with venom, you somehow managed to tame it with your bare hands! He was thinking about it whole night when you first told him.

I believe he'd be more careful around your dragon because he can't control him, it's "wild" animal yk, so he's more careful because he knows what they can do.

⤷ Astrid

-Astrid would have a huge respect for you, because of that. She'd also ask a lot of questions and she would want to introduce your dragon to hers because Stormfly has her venomous thorns so Astrid thinks it will be alright.

She will often stare at you from a certain distance when you interact with your dragon, she admires you. She always say that you and your dragon are like beauty and the beast. Deep inside she thinks that you are much better then her, much stronger and cooler, but she'd never say that.

⤷ Ruffnut

-Ruff's reaction would be pretty similar to her twin brother's. She'd ask a lot of questions and be really really curious, with confidence until she sees your dragon, then all of the sudden she's hugging you from behind.

She admires you a lot, she finds you really really strong and badass because of it. And when she cannot sleep or when she's bored she will ask you to tell her the story how you tamed your dragon over and over again until she falls asleep, it's so cool that it's like a fairy tail to her, almost unreal.

⤷ Valka

-Valka lived with dragons most of her life so she knows everything but when you told her that you have a cannibalistic dragon (probably deathgripper) she was surprised and curious.

She'd want to meet him and try to "tame" it again, she knows dragon body language so if she notice that she's making your dragon uncomfortable, she'll stop. But be prepared for tons of questions even more then Hiccup would ask. She's really proud of you and really glad that she has such a strong partner.

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talesfromberk · 10 days ago

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Defying gravity

After some form of delay, may I present to you. The sequel !!! Word count:975

You have been settling in the village now for the past few days, helping out the village in anyway shape or form. Like milking the yaks or feeding the sheep. You even got to know some of Hiccup's friends, He warned you about Snoutlout and the twins, yeah they looked like some form of trouble, But Fishlegs and Astrid were ok. Hiccup was doing his best to make this place feel like home to you after what you went through and to help you cope.

But there was one thing standing in the way of achieving that for you... Dragons. You were shocked whenever you saw the dragons and Berkians working with each other side by side, like they were part of the village as well. Everyone was in harmony, They were your mortal enemy... It scared you even more, so you did your best to keep a good distance and dodge any requests to look after the dragons pen.

While Toothless was around you a lot, It was mostly cause Hiccup was there. Some of the other Dragons though got way too friendly, The terrible terrors had grown curious at one point. You frowned when you saw a bunch of them walk up to you.

"No, no..." You tried to shoo them away gently.

They all scrambled to you, one licking its eyeball before climbing up your leg, very curious. You fell on your butt as you tried to continue shooing them off but it only seemed to make them walk closer and all over you.

"Get off !!!"

You then heard a mighty roar as Toothless landed and ordered the terrors off of you, Perking up they all scuttered away from you, off to find something else or someone else to annoy.

Hiccup shook his head softly and got off. "Sorry about them, they were just curious that's all" He reassured you and offered a hand to help you up.

"It's ok... thank you..." You nodded as you took his hand, rising from the ground and dusting yourself off. Hiccup inspected you making sure their was no scratches or what not, but nothing more than just paw marks which was good. You tensed slightly seeing Toothless who made a soft cooing noise and shifted back seeing your eyes.

"It's ok" Hiccup said softly, giving you a little smile.

"I know... It's just a little off putting still" You rubbed your face as you looked out into the open and saw all the dragons flying freely with their riders.

"Yeah, It was for us, believe me. My dad took some warming up" He chuckled softly. But how would you warm up to them he thought, he's given you every opportunity to meet one but it never seemed to intrigue you, he was at a point with maybe you just didn't want to plain and simple.

But Toothless had an idea, a very cheeky one. He began to sneak up behind you when you weren't looking and then nudged his head behind you, moving you to the saddle as he got ready.

"Hey wait, what are you..."

"Toothless, no" Hiccup tried to stop him, but before he could finish the sentence Toothless launched himself into the air.

"GAAAAAAAAHHHHH !!!!!" You screamed as you flew at Mach speed, holding onto Toothless as he began to do all these twirls and flips. Toothless zoomed into the sky and spread his wings, catching the breeze and gliding up through the clouds.

You closed your eyes the entire time as you gripped onto him, the fear washing over you. "Slow down!! Slow down!! " you begged him. He bellowed softly as he soon began to glide gently with the winds. Letting the air beneath his wings take him, he made a soft noise to you as if to say to you it was alright.

You soon slowly began to open your eyes. As you opened them and saw the village below, your fear began to turn into awe and wonder. It was amazing—seeing all the buildings in the village so tiny below, even parts of the island that you had never seen before. Toothless didn't move, letting you take in the experience as you were ready to.

You slowly then sat up on the saddle and felt the wind brush against your body, a small smile beginning to twitch. Toothless gently swayed around the area, letting you feel the power of flight. He tilted his head a little, cooing softly looking at you.

"This... This is amazing..." You then looked up at a nearby cloud, raising your hand as you brushed your fingers through it, it was incredible. Toothless flashed his toothless smile, letting out a soft rumble below you.

You then slowly reached out a hand and gently pressed it on his snout. "Thank you... for showing me..." To which he responded with a soft coo.

You continued on with your flight until Toothless flicked his ears gently as if he was asking if you wanted to go back, To which you nodded as if understanding. So you then began to make your descent onto the ground again, He rounded and then slowly landed down to the island effortlessly next to Hiccup again.

"Woah... Sorry about that" He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, hoping you weren't going to take it badly.

"It's... It's ok..." You smiled... a genuine smile, probably the first smile he ever saw from you.

He smiled back and slowly petted toothless' nose, to which the night fury eagerly leant into it. "He's a special one, that's for sure"

"He really is" You reached out and gave him some pets as well to say thanks for the experience. Toothless purred softly and looked at you with the soft, big green puppy eyes. Dragons weren't so bad.

They weren't so bad after all.

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c0nfessions-of-a-writing-freak · 2 years ago

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Tuffnut: If Hiccup and Astrid ever break up... I dibs Hiccup.

Snoutlout: What? No! Who says you get to have Hiccup?

Tuffnut: Uh, me. Because I just said so.

#hiccup haddock iii #hiccup httyd #hiccup horrendous haddock iii #tuffnut #tuffnut thorston #snotlout #astrid #astrid hofferson #httyd #httyd 2 #incorrect quotes #httyd incorrect quotes #how to train your dragon #race to the edge #rtte

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oncewhenalongtimeago · 10 months ago

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May I ask for a continuation of "Sorry, but I Think I Lost Your Plot." <3 thanks !

Sorry, but I Think I Lost Your Plot pt 13

Pairing: Onesided!Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III x Modern!Fem!Reader

Words: 3,009

Hiccup tries to ‘nice date’ you.

Tags: Time Travel, Reader into Movieverse, Dragons: Defenders of Berk, Tunnel Vision, Hiccup POV, Reader Pov, Switch POV

You watched with mild interest as the Riders made hurried efforts to trap Gobber. You tried to stay out of their way, which was especially important as they chased down a madman with an axe.

You had been avoiding the forge a little bit and not just because of Hiccup. Gobber stank. You couldn’t avoid the thought that Berk needed a plumbing system.

You held a poster you made earlier advertising that people take a bath more than once a week at least in the summers, letters scratched in clumsy Norse. You weren’t sure if you had any real intentions of posting it but you had made it and it had taken a long while. So, for lack of anything better to do with it, you carried it around with you.

You sighed, eyeing Fishlegs as he tried and failed to pull any water from the well. Berk had been on water search for a while. At least a week, since the last bath day. You doubted the other teens noticed; they were lucky enough to live up to the Chief, and to benefit from all the privileges that afforded.

You were supposed to clean the railing and caging around the arena, though you had no idea how you were going to do that without any water. Maybe oil? Phlegma said something earlier about water and rust, anyways, so it was probably for the best.

A plumbing system would really help with that. You took a note to go wander down towards the Arena later. Maybe then you’d figure out what to do.

“Okay, we need to figure out a way to keep Berk's supply with water, until a new well can be dug,” Hiccup paced back and forth, arms crossed as he glared down at the cracked stone below.

He held in a nervous grimace. They expected him to do something. They expected him to do something when no one had looked to him for anything for… Ever. Not before the Red Death. Not before Toothless. He’d been taking the lead a lot lately, and he’d have to say he’d done well all things considered but now he was left scrambling for ideas.

He turned, suddenly, looking at the other riders lined up before him before pointing, “Ruff, Tuff, strap on the washtub and head to Lars Lake to fill it.”

“Okay, that thing’s pretty big,” Tuffnut dropped his crossed arms, bouncing in place before gesturing back towards Ruffnut, who scoffed at him, “I mean, it’s bigger than Ruff's butt, it can take a while, maybe a week or two.”

Hiccup winced, choking down the small part of him that found that sort of funny as Ruffnut turned to look down at her butt, looking slightly put off in a way that was uncharacteristic.

She then reared back to land a hard punch to her brother’s head. Ouch.

“I was assuming you would use your dragon,” Hiccup said flatly, gesturing as Tuffnut pulled himself off the floor.

Tuffnut scoffed, “Why would you think that?”

“Right,” Hiccup said, “Astrid, Snotlout, head to the mountain streams and fill as many canteens as you can.”

“Mountain streams…” Snoutlout began, before continuing in a voice just above a mumble, scooting closer to Astrid and trying to rest his arm over her shoulder, “Romanti- Ow!”

His voice cut off as Astrid grabbed his arm, twisting it wickedly, kicking his begin the knees.

Hiccup winced again, sort of glad he wasn’t Snotlout, before his train of thought seemed to sputter to a stop. The Mountain streams.

His shoulders stiffened. The cove pulled water from one of the mountain streams. It was nice, and green, and really, really empty. The water was fresh and it was pretty quiet. A great place for… for a romantic date.

Maybe Snotlout was right.

Fishlegs looked at Hiccup exhaustedly, face flat and Hiccup shot him his own stormy mild scowl. He didn’t think anyone else picked up on it. He hoped not.

Then Hiccup started.

Looking up, he was greeted to the sight of you, by the top of the cage. You held onto the bars with both hands, looking down into the ring.

Why were you here? His heart picked up a little bit more as you spotted him and gave a small wave.

Sometimes he wondered if it was really time to take down the chains and bars, not that he had the resources and time to do that. It was a miracle his dad hadn’t made Hiccup himself repair the hole Toothless blew into the top after rescuing him from Hookfang on the day of the battle against the Red Death.

Good will and victory only went so far, after all. He still made Hiccup take out his boots on Boot Night, despite his pleading and begging and leveraging.

“Actually, on second thought, I’ll go get the canteens. Snotlout and Astrid and Fishlegs, you’re all on well duty. Figure out what happened. Toothless and I are faster anyways. We’ll just…” Hiccup laughed nervously.

He kept his eyes off to the side, rubbing his arm as he imagined the others rolling their eyes. A blink later, though, and you were gone.

He exhaled stressfully. He had one chance.

“What?” Tuffnut asked, while Ruffnut sighed out a long, “Lame.”

Chores. It was always chores that brought you to places you should not be.

You looked down at the Riders talking together in the arena and squinted down into the Arena below as the Riders scrambled for their dragons.

You just got done with your break, which you spent carving.

You watched Hiccup quickly slide onto Toothless’ saddle, jumping around the others as they siphoned out of the arena and into the sky.

It had been a little awkward, whenever you’d come close enough to Hiccup for there to be any sort of tension. You had been, admittedly, a little avoidant.

You were mildly surprised when instead of taking off like the rest of everyone, Hiccup instead waited till they were a speck in the distance or making a touchdown on Berk to bound right over to you on Toothless.

You started as Toothless stopped suspiciously close, slightly infringing on your space to a level that was slightly unnecessary.

You watched as Hiccup scrubbed the back of his neck, “So…”

You bent down, crouching as you dipped the tip of the canister into the pond, half submerging it and listening to it gurgle as it filled with water.

You watched as the waterline by your feet bobbed slightly. You got as close as you could get to the stream and fall that funneled water into the cove, hoping that the closer you were to running water, the higher quality the water would be, somehow.

You had a hefty basket next to you and rows of filled canisters lined up by the cove’s packed dirt beach.

Hiccup had been helping earlier.

The last you checked, he’d half tangled a large blanket back behind you on the grass, checkered in light tan squares and a darker brown almost reddish color. Like a picnic blanket. He seemed to pull it out of nowhere.

You wondered when Toothless got a satchel. Saddle bag.

You helped him straighten it out quickly and quite clumsily too and shuffled around a bit nervously after.

Hiccup’s dragon seemed to take great joy in staring down Hiccup as he fussed.

You had faith in the fact that what he was doing was good, even if you didn’t know what it was. You weren’t inclined to criticize him when he had taken a back full of flesh-burning acid for you, and also he was the protagonist.

You stood up, scuffing your feet against the dirt to peer into the large basket at your side. No more canisters.

You shrugged your shoulders, looking around.

It was nice to have time to think for yourself for just a moment. Even if nothing was said outright, there was something familiar about the area and you weren’t not going to read between the lines when the things between were cool.

This was where Hiccup and Toothless became friends.

You wondered if he found this place as important as you thought.

It felt a little sacrilegious being there even though you knew objectively Hiccup and Toothless couldn’t have been the only Viking-Dragon duo to exist here, especially after every other Viking started to pick up dragon riding as a hobby.

You tried to figure out which rock was which- as if you could somehow recreate the movie in your head but in live action. But there were a lot of rocks.

You sighed. It didn’t matter, anyways.

You looked back at Hiccup, who, it seemed, had straightened everything out.

Though for some reason you thought the world would have looked much nicer if the sun had been low on the horizon, washing everything in something sort of orange.

“I finished filling the cans,” You said as you walked up to Hiccup, who was rummaging around in Toothless’ saddlebag.

Hiccup started, a bit disheveled, “Already?”

The drawstrings by his collar hung slightly open, twine undone from the first few holes. You wondered when that happened. Probably in between mumbling to Toothless and something about Snotlout.

“Yup,” You shrugged, popping the ‘P.’

“Everyone will be happy to hear that we got some water back, I’m sure.”

"I’m actually hoping we’ll get back before they notice,” Hiccup shrugged sheepishly.

Toothless snorted, and Hiccup shot him a skeptical, unimpressed glance in response, before focusing his attention back at you.

You took a step back to give him more space to move and settled backwards as he gestured to the blanket of the floor, lips stick in a thin line, shifting back and forth on his heels.

You were slightly confused, expecting in half to start flying back to Berk to help distribute the canisters of water, though if Hiccup wasn’t worried, it probably wasn’t that urgent.

You squinted, “You’re probably a little late for that.”

If chaos was something Hiccup wanted to avoid, then… You knew a few people who had gotten into fit fights over it lately. You were lucky enough not to have to tussle for any water, yet. Everyone else was draining the lakes and streams and anything else they could get their hands on.

“Late?”

You wondered how long it would take for someone to get sick off it. Still water, and all that. As you did, toothless ambled his way off to the other side of the clearing.

“It’s been on the low for a while. Since the last Bath Day.”

Really?” Hiccup grimaced, adjusting his tunic, green, “How’ve you been getting it?”

“I’ve just been boiling it out the sea,” You admitted, “I got someone down by the docks to fire their Nadder and I’ve just been using the sand glass to collect the condensation.”

It was very time and resource consuming which was probably why no one else had done it. And it was only really good for drinking water and salt, which you used a lot of.

You’d annoyed plenty of other Vikings by hogging some of the fires down by the Great Hall anyways, though no one had thrown out your pot and glass set up yet.

“The condensation?” Hiccup asked.

“Yeah,” You nodded, “It’s sort of drinkable. Learned how to do that in science.”

You let your head fall to the side, where Hiccup was waiting for you to keep talking. They probably did have a word for it, if the way Fishlegs talk about dragons was any indication. Of course they had a word for it. You weren’t sure how to describe it, though.

“Like from the scientific method. Hypothesis, testing,” You shrugged, resting your chin on your knees and you let your arms rest around your ankles, “I don’t know the Norse word for it.”

“I think I get it,” Hiccup nodded, anyhow.

Your hands drifted up to feel at a pocket in your sleeve, hastily sewn in by you the day before, perhaps trying to gather whether or not you’d lost the thing you’d put there.

It was a simple bead, wooden with just two lines going around the ends with a small sketchy likeness of Toothless’ face. It was so small, it had taken you forever to carve out.

It didn’t feel right to keep on your own, somehow.

You rolled it between your fingers, it’s polished, oiled yet bumpy surface feeling tingly underneath your fingertips.

You slipped it out absentmindedly. It was nice to have something to fiddle with, and you were still really proud of it.

“A rose by any other name is just as sweet-would smell as sweet, or something,” You scoffed.

Then you frowned slightly.

Shakespeare wasn’t actually the best literature had to offer. It sounded sophisticated enough to most people, though that was probably because it was hard to understand half of what Romeo and Juliet were saying, so it was hard not to take most of it seriously, even if some of it was meant to be funny.

And though you tried to ignore it, it was getting more and more difficult to switch between your language and the Vikings’.

“What does that mean?” Hiccup asked. As he let one leg rest flat against the ground and he leaned back against his hands, you couldn’t help but find yourself a little bit bothered by the twine hanging from his shirt.

How did he usually tie it, anyways?

You tilted your head and turned the bead in your fingers over one more time. The twine looked thin enough and the hole of the bead large enough to slip through.

“A rose by any other name would smell as sweet,” You mumbled, embarrassed, “It’s from a romance novel, I think. Romeo is telling Juliet how he’d-... like her, no matter what her name was.”

“Wow,” Hiccup said, “That’s...”

You nodded.

“Hey, Hiccup,” You leaned forward slightly, gesturing to his neck, “Your… The string is untied. By your neck.”

Hiccup glanced down with a grimace, face reddening with embarrassment. He rubbed one hand down the side which had the effect of smashing his cheek oddly.

“Let me…” You said, taking the opportunity to swoop in, scooting closer and grabbing one of his loose tunic strings.

You realized a bit late that you were a bit too close to be comfortable, but it was too late for you to back down now. You could have put it on his wrist though it would probably fly off when he was riding Toothless, anyways.

You threaded the bead through and tied his loose drawstrings together in a messy bow.

Hiccup looked down at it with bewilderment, bringing up a hand to pull the bed on a string into view, “A bead.”

He looked incredibly embarrassed.

“You don’t like it?” You asked, wringing your hands nervously, “I made it in my free time. It’s just been sitting around, so I thought… I mean, I didn’t… Plan it, or anything, but…”

“No, no, I-ah,” Hiccup coughed, though it sounded a lot like a choke. He spoke in a way which made it obvious he was trying not to squeak, “I really like it.”

“Yeah,” You nodded, glancing out over the small pond, rubbing your hand down your neck and shoulder, “So, anyways… Have you… I mean. I’ve been meaning to ask.”

“Yeah?” Hiccup asked, looking like he was holding his breath.

You weren’t sure what he was listening for, though you didn’t stop to think much about it, very much a girl on a mission.

Hiccup didn’t have a crush on you.

You had something important.

“Have you ever considered building, like, a reservoir? Or a plumbing system or something? With a boiler, I mean, and closed pipes, and all that,” You suggested, thinking about the makeshift system of funnels and dragons Hiccup had come up with before, “You could fill the well pretty good with that, after some water proofing, probably.”

Hiccup looked mildly disappointed.

You pretended you didn’t feel the hot nervous sweat beginning to build in your closed palms.

You should have just put up the poster.

“I mean, infrastructurally, it would probably change a lot,” You started, “You already did something like it, and we had something like that back at home. I’m not very fresh on the details- it’s never been my thing.”

“...I guess we could use Nightmare Gel to keep it going,” Hiccup started.

You nodded.

“If you think about it, we don’t need a lot to keep a strong fire for a long while, so if we just took a little, then… Dragon spit would work too. And one of the Nadders-” You were gleeful as Hiccup caught on, and listened to Hiccup ramble for a bit with a bright, self-satisfied smile; about what he was doing in the forge, Toothless, and other things, shifting on the blanket below.

He definitely saw the potential, Hopefully the Chief would too. Finally.

Warm bath water.

You never thought the structural integrity of Berk was something you’d ever have to worry about.

You shifted your arms, full of water cans, mouth open slightly.

The village was in chaos. Vikings running around waving weapons, the Riders swooping clumsily around the sky as Whispering Deaths wrecked the island, spiking huts and tearing up farmland.

You turned to stare at Hiccup, whose eyes were wide as Vikings off in the distance shouted something wild about taking cover.

Hiccup sighed as Toothless settled heavily down next to him, basket strapped to his back, smacking Hiccup in the head with his wing, “Ow.”

A viking man, heavy and covered in brown furs burst through the wall of the hut nearest you at the edge of the village, hollering.

Off in the distance, you heard the shout of Hiccup’s name from someone who only could have been the Chief.

He started, dropping a few of the water canisters piled up in his arms.

Hiccup balked out something between sigh and an awkward laugh, “Duty calls, I guess.”

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