#soft hiccstrid

[elshe]

sleepy bebbys

Hiccup tends to stay up late, and instead of going to his own bed he plops down with Astrid on hers to get da cuddles… (Canon event) (I don’t make this stuff up) (I just say it how it is). ⭐️

[astridhoff03]

They Are so cute 🥹🥰

[e-wills-afterhours]

Yay prompts! Forehead kisses! Palm kisses! Hugs from behind! Soft affection makes me melt

A/N: You want soft Hiccstrid, I'll give you the softest Hiccstrid, my friend. You know how I do. *cracks knuckles* Obviously, I write in my own AU where RTTE never happened. This should surprise no one by now.

Rating: T+

Softly, Tenderly

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The first few moments of wakefulness could be disorienting. If the night that preceded it was wild, and the sleep was deep enough, one could almost forget who they were and where they had collapsed before they drifted into vivid dreams, almost sure to be forgotten in the morning.

Hiccup found himself staring at the ceiling, putting colorful pieces together in his grogginess, until the wooden beams that crossed above his head and the familiar scent of old pine reminded him that he was home, in bed. Completely unremarkable a thing, by most standards.

What escaped him still was when and how he ended up there. Vague memories of food and drink, song and games, drifted to the forefront of his mind; all lingering thoughts of the Einherjar feast that went well into the night. Berk knew how to celebrate and honor its dead. Mead and beer flowed freely. It was a small triumph he could remember anything at all.

He rubbed his eyes then looked to his left. Toothless snoozed peacefully in the corner of his bedroom, with his large head resting on folded claws. Satisfied that his dragon was accounted for, Hiccup looked to his right, with growing awareness of another warm presence in his bed--which he had not anticipated.

His stomach flipped, and he sat bolt upright. Upon doing so, he realized, beneath his furs, he was completely and unabashedly naked. Also, minus one metal limb.

But the tousled blonde hair, unbound and strewn over his spare pillow, was familiar. The rise and fall of his companion's curves were as committed to memory as her delicate scent of rosemary and juniper, which greeted him like a hug. He could drown in it, let it consume him.

The momentary panic of alcohol-induced amnesia faded into relief and adoration. Astrid was beside him, just as naked and vulnerable as he was. She looked so peaceful, breathing slowly and rhythmically.

Like the glow of candlelight emerging from the darkness, flickers of their night together grew brighter and clearer in his mind: unhurried kisses and confident hands had carried them into the wee hours of the morning. Their clothes lay scattered about his room, her tunic as inextricably tangled up with his pants as their limbs had been, in throes of all their passion and sweat.

He leaned over and brushed haphazard strands of gold from her face, tucking them ever so carefully behind her ear. She was as beautiful when she slept as she was almost every waking moment.

"Astrid?" he murmured, placing a loving kiss on her neck. For good measure, he planted another one behind her ear, lingering a moment longer than he had with the first, closing his eyes and savoring the feel of her skin against his lips.

She stirred, humming to herself with a stretch. He stifled a laugh as a carless fist almost connected with his face. It would not have been the first time, but his reflexes had improved. Taking her wayward hand, he kissed the back of it before holding it safely against his chest, hoping the sudden beating of his heart would not startle her.

"Hiccup?" she whispered thickly, opening her eyes and blinking in bewilderment.

He smiled as she worked through that same initial confusion that he had, putting all the night's fragments into place.

"Good morning, you," he said, pulling her back against him, until their bodies met, oh-so-perfectly.

She did not resist, surrendering to the warmth of his skin on hers. They breathed together, and there was nothing better.

"Good m-mornin'," she yawned as he wrapped his arms around her, releasing her hand. "I almost forgot..."

Hiccup kissed her shoulder and she sighed, sweet and contented.

"Mmn. I'm glad you didn't," he said; he wanted her to recall every blissful moment, and every honeyed word he had told her.

She arched back into him, craning her neck until the tip of her nose brushed his cheek. Tender, fluttering kisses fell along his jaw. One of her hands snaked its way up to his hair, her nails lightly grazing along his scalp, making him shiver. She tugged on the little braids he left there for her, grinning. Only she could ever touch him like that; she had his heart, so she had the rest of him. She laced her fingers with his, of the hand that rested on her belly. Her thumb brushed affectionately over his minute scars and freckles, before she brought his hand to her lips.

"I don't think I could ever forget the things these hands can do," she murmured, before placing a couple of appreciative kisses on his palm. They tickled but left behind a subtle warmth all their own.

He smiled, and they shared a kiss before touching their foreheads together, blonde and auburn bangs mixed together. She turned into him, chest to chest, thighs against thighs, in a relaxed embrace.

"I don't want to go," she admitted, tracing idle patterns over the faded scars that adorned his chest--light, affectionate touches. "This is nice."

"Then don't," he replied. "I certainly won't make you." She felt too good, too right, in his hands.

Astrid shook her head. She sat up and began gathering her messy hair behind her head.

"You know I can't," she said, deftly weaving her hair into a loose plait. Her skill in braiding, particularly when her mind was elsewhere, was awe-inspiring. "People will talk."

Hiccup scoffed and rolled onto his back, arms folded behind his head. "People already talk. It doesn't bother me."

Astrid smirked. She bent over and kissed his forehead, then the tip of his nose, which he wrinkled playfully. "It's different for you."

He frowned, cursing the double standard he'd rather not acknowledge. "I know, I know..."

She caressed his face, and he leaned into it. "One day, I won't have to sneak out of here. By then, I bet you'll be dying to get rid of me."

"Impossible."

Her blue eyes twinkled. "Oh, yeah? You won't simply 'get used to it?'" she teased, adopting one of his more common phrases.

"If I'm used to it, then I'm probably dead."

Astrid laughed, and it was a beautiful sound. She threw her arms around him and curled into his side, head on his chest. He did not often have cause to feel like her refuge, because she seldom ever wanted or needed one. In such moments, where she relinquished control and dropped her tough exterior, she gave into the comfortable pleasure of being held by him. He draped an arm around her, trailing his fingers up and down her hip, delighting in the goosebumps that arose with his touch.

"A couple minutes more maybe..." she said, giving him a fond squeeze.

He caught her beneath the chin and tilted her face up so their eyes met.

"As much time as you need," he replied, and kissed her forehead.

And they clung to each other no longer concerned with cheap gossip and the passing hours. All that mattered was the warmth between them, keeping the rest of the world at bay.

[alanisblogfan]

[aevyk-ing]

6 Reasons Hiccup and Astrid are Couple Goals (according to a couples the...

[northerngoshawk]

fave kataang hc i have is after CoD and kataang begins dating, Katara loves to put a hand over Aang's heart or lay her head on his chest to hear him breathe

[sanfangirl-cynicalromantic]

Alright, let me go through my many, many bookmarks on AO3 . . .

Sticky Notes by Ch3rryBl0ss0m365 rated G. It's just so soft and wholesome! Mostly fluffy. And try Sticky Notes by @heathenvampires

Read anything and everything by @seagreen-meets-grey, but some recommendations to start is The Power of Vanilla Rum it's too perfect and soft and I also love And if I Fall. It's a little angsty but in a good way, kinda, and really sweet.

Cat Nap by HermitDrabbles56 is just way too adorable okay?

Also I recommend A Trilogy of Fluff, the whole series. As the name suggests, it's really, really fluffy.

Definitely give Life After They Left by @bi-bi-want-dragon a try. It's filled with lots of soft post-canon Hiccstrid stories.

Consume anything and everything written by gravitybeam. They make you squeal and kick your feet like no one else with Hiccstrid. The series Hiccstrid's arranged marriage bliss is probably exactly what you're looking for.

I keep needing to remind myself you want soft, not angst . . .

Fifteen Ways To Say I Love You by @wilderwestqueen is a gem, of course. It's not so much soft as it is fluff, but there is softness, guarenteed.

Papoutai by @slavicviking is beautiful. All of their work is, really.

I have to add Paper Tiger by Wolfie_Dragon

Do I even need to mention @introvert-dragon? I don't think I do, but I will anyways. Argh, I have too many favorites, but I think I would recommend A Hiccup of Coffee as the fluffiest and softest - or at least the least angst.

Unfortunately I can’t think of any more off the top of my head

Hello community!

Do you know of some fics with just...

Hiccstrid softness?

No matter if it's set in AUs, canon compliant or not. I just wanna see some softness.

That can be nsfw or not.

Me wanna see some softness over here.

[phishferno]

"Good morning, milady,"

old valentines day post :]

soft hiccstrid is one of the things of all time!!

[messy-doodles]

!I love them soooo much!

Anyways sleepy Hiccstrid

Just a doodle of my favourite childhood couple

They’re so soft ❤️

[howtowhumpyourhiccup]

I Love You

Summary:Written for the Sweet & Spicy Hurt/Comfort Bingo.

Set after Httyd 2. Hiccup has a minor accident in the forge and Astrid is there to help.

Warnings: Blood

Rating: Teen and Up

Words: 636

Prompts: Blood Loss to Words of Affirmation

Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon

Characters: Hiccup, Astrid, Toothless, Stormfly

Pairing: Hiccstrid

Author's Notes: Been thinking a lot about Hiccup's self-esteem issues as of late.

Enjoy!

-XOXOX-

He was working in the forge, sharpening a dagger for his betrothed. She sat nearby, waiting for him to finish so she could accompany him to his home for dinner, where the other Dragon Riders were. Their dragons waited for them outside.

It was peaceful and rather quiet until the moment something went wrong and he cut himself.

Hiccup shouts, pulling his hands back. The dagger drops to the floor. Astrid is on him immediately and Toothless just as fast. Stormfly squawks from outside.

“Come on, you stupid, stupid-! ARGH!” He doesn’t finish that sentence before shouting again. He knows Astrid wouldn’t have liked what he has to say. He holds his bleeding right thumb. Somehow, he cut himself near his palm.

While Toothless is still trying to take a look with his Rider pacing around the forge, Astrid searches for a clean cloth.

“Of all the stupid, dumb, idiotic things!”

“Okay, that’s enough out of you,” Astrid tells him and takes his hands in hers, cloth pressed to the profusely bleeding cut. It’s rather long.

Pulling a chair closer with her foot, she manhandles him onto it without releasing her hold on him once. She stands behind him, using him to lean on, her chin resting on his shoulder. They put pressure on the bleeding together, his hand on fire.

“Stupid…” He shakes his head.

“Stop that,” Astrid chastizes him. “That’s my future husband you’re talking to.”

After that, he doesn’t make another comment like it again.

“I’m sorry, it’s just-”

“It’s just an accident. It can happen to anyone and you’re not the worst person ever because you had one,” a deep sigh leaves him afterwards.

He doesn’t have much of a self-esteem. Hasn’t had one for as long as she can remember. Sadly, she knows exactly why that is. It’s gotten better throughout the years, but that doesn’t mean he can’t still say some ugly and downright cold-hearted things about himself. Like seconds ago, when he tried to call himself every word of “stupid” that he knows because the knife he was sharpening accidentally slipped a little in his grip.

The Dragon Riders have heard him open up about his insecurities, but only she and Toothless know just how bad it can be.

And as Stoick recently passed, he’s at the lowest point he’s been in years.

Valka leaving for the Wingmaidens hasn’t helped much either. She stated she wanted to confer with Atali about something, but apparently, all her son heard was that she wanted to get as far away from him possible and as quickly as she could.

He’s not doing so well.

It’s quiet as minutes pass and they hope the bleeding will stop on its own. Toothless sits in front of them, watching them and Hiccup’s hands.

Astrid places a soft kiss on his cheek. He wipes it and the other one on his sleeves, they’re wet with tears. There’s an ache in his throat and some managed to slip free, despite his efforts to repress them.

“You know I love you, right?” She asks him. The silence tense with self-deprication.

“I love you, too.”

“No, that’s not why I’m asking,” she starts. “I’m asking because I love every part of you. I love how caring and attentive you are. How passionate and smart you are. How good of a person you are. I love you right now as we’re holding your thumb and hope it stops bleeding soon. I love you and I wonder if you know that.”

There’s a pregnant pause.

“I know,” eventually, that’s his answer.

Astrid kisses his cheek again as more tears fall. He doesn’t sob or sniffle, but he does take a shaky breath. Releasing his thumb, she captures him in a hug instead and holds him tight, rocking him side to side.

[sanfangirl-cynicalromantic]

So I’m reading this fic no amount of waiting by ghostlybreads and screaming crying throwing up because I want what they have they’re just such dorks and badass mfs and I love them

@ryupioupiou this would be a great addition to your quest for Hiccstrid soft fics

[elshe]

Could you do a hiccstrid drawing were they’re just casually cuddling each other ;) btw luv your art!!! It helps me remember why I love httyd so much!!👍 💕💕

Thank You!! You are so sweet!! Thanks for the request!!

[astridhoff03]

I recently stumbled a upon some Hiccstrid Smut and to be honest it’s actually sometimes really cute. That just works with Hiccstrid. Like this for example. That’s adorable 🥰

Credits goes to @softdragon for this very cute and sexy Picture Story

[rosiethedragongeek]

What‘s your favourite Snotlout headcanon?

Okay it's taken me so long to get around to this bc I have just SO many Snotlout hcs and I can't decide on a favorite so I've narrowed it down to a few

He cuddles Hookfang at night bc he's so warm and they're both so soft

He sings/hums when he's distracted and happy like when he's cooking or sewing or smth

Speaking of sewing he has tried (and succeeded to some extent) to sew a little stuffed Hookfang that he hides under his pillow or smth so the gang can't find it

Trans Snotlout always has a special place in my heart but i get if that's not everyone's cup of tea lol

He's actually very good w kids (and the Hiccstrid kids LOVE uncle snot (he and zephra get along really well bc she's a warrior)

[howtodrawyourdragon]

An Observant Crowd

Summary: Set after THW, the dragons never left. During Hiccstrid's wedding, a guest decides to gossip.

Warnings: Pregnancy

Rating: Teen and Up

Words: 738

Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon

Characters: Hiccup, Astrid, httyd ocs (Helga)

Pairing: Hiccstrid

Author's Notes: If you thought my last Pregcup was the last one I wrote, you're wrong, because here's more and I still have more. I'm just saving them all as a nice break for all the whump I normally write. :)

Enjoy!

-XOXOX-

“Hiccup must be pregnant.”

Upon hearing this outrageous claim, Helga, the baker’s youngest daughter, can’t help but stare at her neighbor in utter shock. The woman standing next to her is much older than her and known to be one of the village gossips. She never has much good to say about anyone and she simply thrives ond rama, but this time she might be going just a little too far.

Chief Hiccup? Pregnant? Where did she get that idea from?

Still, Helga tries to look beyond the crowd at the happy couple as they stand all the way in the front on a dais. All smiles from ear to ear, staring at each other like the rest of the world has ceased to exist, dressed in beautiful wedding garments they made and crowns of flowers that they weaved for each other, their dragons at their sides. Helga tries to pay special attention to Hiccup, Gothi’s translated words are going unheard by her, still the village’s resident multitasker even now that more Berkians live every year since the end of the Dragon Scourge six years ago. Helga can’t see what the old gossip is apparently seeing.

“I mean,” despite Helga’s lack of a response, she continues to talk. “They were betrothed for years and now they’ve decided to tie the knot? In the middle of winter?”

Helga shoots her an uncertain look from the corners of her eyes, too timid to reply and tell her she’s wrong. Besides, everybody knows that the chief doesn’t do well in devastating winter and that is only a few weeks away. When else is he going to hold his wedding and marry his love? Other than in the warmer seasons.

“Don’t believe me? Look at his belly!” Although she thinks her neighbor’s claims are wild and outrageous, she still takes a look and squints.

But no, she can’t say he looks particularly pregnant to her as he stands there, trying not to laugh at whatever unspoken inside joke he and his wife-to-be are sharing in the moment.

-XOXOX-

Hours after their wedding, after the feast that happened until well past midnight, in the wee hours of the morning, Hiccup and Astrid lie in bed together. They have not a layer of clothing on their person and even their crowns are somewhere in the room. Their covers are just as much a mess.

Both sweaty, panting and so completely satisfied, Astrid still lies with her head on his chest and his arm around her. Her lips are curled up into a soft smile as she gazes at something that brings her great joy.

“Do you think anyone noticed?” Hiccup breaks the cozy silence to ask his newly wedded and bedded wife when the repetitive movements of her hand brings attention to their current situation.

“Oh you mean this cute thing?” She asks, brushing circles on his bump. He’s about four months pregnant and he started showing a while ago. If they waited any longer, they would’ve wed with his very obvious baby bump on full display.

It’s her baby and he carries them so well. Watching his belly grow has been such a joy. Apparently, he can feel some fluttering already and she wishes she could feel them, too. She can hardly wait for that day to come.

“Astrid.” Hiccup’s tone is one of playful warning.

“No, I don’t think anyone noticed,” Astrid assures him, looking up at him with her chin on his chest, though her hand doesn’t stop its repeated circles on his bump.

Not that it will matter much whether they noticed or not. Any day now his clothing won’t be able to hide his pregnancy anymore and when their day of birth inevitably comes, people will count backwards and figure out his heir was conceived out of wedlock. But by then it’s already too late to complain. Hiccup and Astrid are married and their child will be born inside their marriage and they will not be considered a bastard, their right to his throne will go undisputed.

But that isn’t his concern right now. His biggest concern is whether or not someone noticed today. And maybe they did, maybe they didn’t, but that is for later. Right now, they should savor this step into a new chapter in their lives.

Astrid lays her head back down on her husband’s chest again and looks at his baby bump with a smile.

[spacenintendogs]

5, 6, 1 for the ask game? If it’s not too much trouble ^^

1. Which part of the series was your introduction to HTTYD? How old were you when you first became a fan?

i rmr it pretty well. i was abt 11 years old & my mom found the first movie on comcast on demand & wanted to find a movie for us we (my siblings & i) hadn't seen so she chose it. i rmr the year prior with all the commercials on tv & stuff & was like hey!! i rmr wanting to see this! cool!! and i rlly liked the movie!!!!! my full obsession, however, didn't start until abt a year later when she brought home this pack of the first 6 books (that's all that was available at the time!) & reading through them i rewatched the movie & we had it on dvd by that point and that was it. the rest is history

5. What type of dragon do you think best matches your personality?

oh gosh. the impulse to say my fave but whispering deaths don't rlly "match" me personality wise. tbh a gronckle, me thinks. with a personality like meatlug or shattermaster. :') they're such goofy goobers but they're also rlly sweet & i am so soft for that LOL. they remind me of the dog i grew up with with how snorty they are & the way they wag their tails :'))

6. What are your favourite ships in the fandom and why?

haaaa.

snotstrid... IDK their chemistry is just??? i love how they constantly bicker & snotlout is just a piece of shit & it causes astrid to retaliate & treat him like that even when he's not actively being a piece of shit which pisses him off & yet they always somehow end up by each other or saving each other much to astrid's chagrin half the time & then snotlout's confusion UGH ESP SNOTLOUT'S ANGELS the nose flick & then astrid admitting she doesn't hate him & his FACE HIS FUCKING FACE he's so got a genuine crush on her but doesn't know how to Behave & i love them getting together & then breaking up & for astrid it's smth she looks back on fondly but never wants to go back to while snotlout is stuck adding her to his list of ppl being the one that got away & yearning..... they're also so funny together & i feel like if they're ever on the same page they're so powerful & it's scary LOL

fishlout used to be my fave & i still love it. rtte spent more time building their relationship to each other than either of them with ruffnut & we all saw the potential of what could have been :') it can easily fall into the jock x nerd thing but it's more than that to me bc while fishlegs is anxious he doesn't take snotlout's shit lying on his back (esp after gem of a different color) & by rtte fishlegs is rolling his eyes & quipping back & it's just forever this contest of who comes out on top & then u have thw whole thor bonecrusher thing & it can so easily be an exploration in snotlout's bisexuality (and fishlegs'!) esp after return of thor bonecrusher when snotlout is just SO happy fishlegs is back to the point where he gives him a hug (and was like :D woah when fishlegs bodied a dude to protect him) & they def had a brief stint after that. they don't talk abt it. it's only between them... snotlout yearns so badly...

i'm realizing my fave ship is anything that'll make snotlout yearn & wish he could have someone as all of his friends find their ppl or are comfortable with themselves enough to not need a romantic partner LMAO

i like a lot more ships than i talk abt tbh!! i just like taking characters like they're my dolls and making them kiss lol. heathstrid, ruffther, hiccstrid, heathlegs, rufflout, rufflegs, tufflegs, eretlout, etc!! i like the art & fics ppl make abt tufflout but it's just not my thing (if that makes sense!!) i also like lot of the poly ships, too! literally i just thrive off making this group of teens who probably spend too much time together but don't rlly have anyone else to spend time with have relationship drama LOL