#this is so silly to type out but i think superhero aus deserve to have stupid bullshit sometimes

[honeyblockm]

Stagnant au … *grabby hands* gimme more … sounds so cool …

sdkfjk i think this is abt tangent au? anyways pulls out a chair before we get started im going to talk for 2 hours about elektra natchios bc i promise it's relevant /j

i'm not sure when or if i will end up writing this as an actual fic and in which case everything i say will probably be spoilers but fuck it i don't believe in spoilers anyways

ok i mean there's a lot. that i could say but yknow what i'll elaborate more on the lmanberg story. it's. well ok at the barebones it's a year one for tangent!Wilbur Soot.

the backstory (that wilbur himself does not remember) is that he's Philza (prominent superhero in Aether City) son and like 5(?) years ago he was killed getting caught up in a supervillain plot. got completely blown up. Also Phil is a nonhuman entity- an angel by earth terms, but technically the High Host are an alien race (like the New Gods of DC). Phil came to Earth and eventually had Wilbur, who inherited most of but not all of his father's non-human traits. So. Yeah. Aliens.

And then he got resurrected in L'Manberg by Dream for yet to be revealed reasons

Wilbur chose the last name "Soot" for himself post-resurrection because the smoke and ash from the explosion that killed him is one of the only thing he remembers.

The rest of the current main cast of wilbur's year one / lmanberg arc is: Fundy, Tubbo, Quackity, and Schlatt.

Fundy is. Okay wait I wrote out bios for everyone in my notebook. Junior in high school, STEM kid, he's family friends with the Nihachu's and way way back when he was smaller Niki used to be his babysitter and then when he got older Niki was his friend and now Niki's at college but he still hangs out at the Nihachus' bakery where he meets Wilbur. he doesn't have a ton of friends outside of Tubbo and 5up on the robotics club. Hbomb too but H is also at college now. (rip). He lives with his mom, Sally, who is an ecologist and very busy but we don't fault her for that she's doing her best.

Schlatt is the leader of the biggest criminal faction of L'Manberg's underground. He's a powerful dude, with a lot of reach. Even in the city government. I think he gets a scary epithet but i haven't thought of it yet. He's got a plan to gain complete control of the city by creating a force of superpowered agents by activating dormant metahuman genes in regular people. That's. uh. blatantly ripped off from Young Justice but shhhh you don't know that haha. anyways i was gonna name the project Project Cadmus as a mythological reference but Cadmus is a DC thing of course it is so the current candidates are MYRMIDON, LYDIA, COLCHIS, or SPARTAE.

Tubbo and Quackity aren't as backstory heavy but they do have a lot to do when the plot ball starts rolling. Tubbo's a high school senior and Quackity's a law student who's back in L'Manberg for an internship with the city courts. Q walks in on the wrong thing at the wrong time and gets promptly disappeared. cough he may as well be dead as fuck and forcibly receives superpowers via the COLCHIS (name pending) program. Anyways both the nature of his superpower and all the trauma fucks Q up rlly bad and he becomes Chimera, a villain(not really?) with the power to take on the characteristics and capabilities of others except integration is painful and Q loses a bit of himself each time and his power always kills the other guy. and he struggles to control which aspects he takes.

yknow what it's kind of like elektra/the black sky in the defenders tv show. sorry that its becoming increasingly clear that i just tossed a bunch of cool things i liked into a blender to make this au. anyways q is set up to parallel wilbur in the respect that theyre both struggling to grasp their identity after post literal or metaphorical death and resurrection.

meanwhile Tubbo is understandably incredibly upset that his brother is gone and possibly dead? what? no he's not dead he can't be dead. he searches for Q really hard and ends up uncovering a lot about COLCHIS and Schlatt.

[princeanxious]

Part two to that supervillain roman au, context for this comic strip sketch under the cut:

So. For one, both quotes spoken arent mine they are raw lines sourced from a list of tumblr shitposts.

Somehow its come into my mind that the way that Roman came to be a supervillain was because of a dare/promise to his twin brother when they were kids when one of them had just been discovered as having super powers(they both had powers, but they’d both been raised trying to hide it and live a normal-ish life before getting dragged into what we’ll dub “super youth school” or whatever for the forseeable future, bc they knew that that was easily a life sentence to hero work whether they wanted it or not.) Remus got found-out first bc his powers control fluctuates with how much control remus has over his own head at that moment. Roman was dragged along with even if he hadnt been found out as twins were known to share the super power trait more commonly than if only one did, regardless of when/if their powers actually manifested at the same time.

So at like 13 they’re dragged to this super school thats def more like a training camp but a *littol more* ethical than u would think it was. Its not a super horrible place, honestly. But Roman’s still trying to hide his powers. This is made easier by the fact that he and Remus do not have identical powers but instead entirely seperate/opposite foils in a way? Remus has more access to offensive power-sets while roman is more defensive.

Well.

One day a super nasty Actual Supervillain plans and executes a sudden and devastating attack on the school, first aiming to collapse the building and then taking out any stragglers inside, because, yknow. These kids could be the future heros of his undoing(oh how right and yet so*wrong* that turns out to be) and taking a chunk of this generation out now atleast delays the eventual inevitable.

Its in this event that Roman is with a fellow classmate Remy, and Remus is in a dif part of the building, with classmates Janus, Patton, and Virgil. Remy wasnt gifted with super strength, but Roman had quick enough reflexes to summon a hard-light type shield from the collapse. Only he and Remy and maybe one other student out of their entire classroom makes it past the initial collapse, and while Remus has a quick regeneration factor, that doesnt mean he has invincibility so much as super strength in the sense that he wouldnt withstand the inital collapse but it probs would kill him.(lucky for remus, Virgil is a prodigy at teleportation and manages to get the four of them out safely and *far* away from the chaos. ….at the same time, this group roughly around ages 16-18 realizes this is their only real chance to run and escape this place for good and have a second chance at living low-profile normal-ish lives for a while, and thus make a *run for it*)

Roman and Remy manage to lay low and eventually get rescued by an active superhero, all the while Roman doing his level best to maintain the lightshield to keep the weight of the building from crushing them for *hours*

Essentially, the brothers end up believing that the other is dead from the disaster, the others even legally registered as such for years. And that silly kid promise of ‘if you win, we can become superheros, but if I win, we’re becoming super villains.’ It was just like, another one of their running jokes growing up. At a young age, Remus saw a major appeal in becoming a super villain, and Roman saw a major appeal in becoming a superhero, and as twins sometimes do, their young-adult counterparts came to the exact same conclusion(again, at different times but still the same decision in the end) after the collapse: “I’ll be the best super [hero/villain] i can be, for you, because *you* never got to.”

And Remus? His first order of business? Making his first superhero debut by offing the fucker that killed his brother and all the other helpless innocent lives that hadnt deserved to die.

[thetsxshibiscusanon]

TS x Sides Miraculous AU- Just Some Thoughts

Why, oh WHY, does it take me so long to make posts explaining stuff I’ve known for ages, I swear to god- I’ve deprived you all of content for literal MONTHS, I’m so sorry y’all-

Anyways- I said I would explain Miraculous to @thomasxsides, and I’m gonna! I made an AU with MLB and TS x Sides, but I’m not gonna go anywhere with it- it’s more one of those one-off ‘What if?’ type AUs, not something I would fully flesh-out.

All the info is under the cut!

Okay- so: what actually IS Miraculous? 

“Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir” is a French 3D animated show made by ZAG Heroez and Thomas Astruc that’s been adapted and dubbed in several different languages.

The show follows the premise of two characters mainly: Marinette Dupain-Cheng and Adrien Agreste- our protagonist and deuteragonist respectively. 

Marinette is the daughter of a baker and she leads the double life of being the superhero Ladybug who has the power of creation granted to her through her Miraculous which is a pair of earrings.

Adrien is the son of a famous fashion designer who he also models for and he leads the double life as the superhero Chat Noir who has the power of destruction granted to him through his Miraculous which is a ring.

The two fight the supervillain Hawkmoth who has a Miraculous as well, but he uses it for evil. They have to fight the innocent people he akumatises and makes villains- making sure to catch the akuma and deevilise it to revert the person to normal again.

The Love Square (or Octahedron for some reason)

Now that that’s out the way, let’s get into ✨The Love Square✨ (which might as well be a love octahedron at this point)

SO. Lemme explain the whole crushes situation here:

We’ve got:

Adrien/Cat Noir crushing on Ladybug and Marinette/Ladybug crushing on Adrien

This would be all fine and dandy right? I mean, we’ve got a mutual crush here! It’s simple right? Haha, WRONG!

See, they don’t know each others’ secret identities- so as far as they’re concerned, they think the alter egos are totally different people to their civilian counterparts, SO:

Adrien > 💖 < Ladybug

Adrien    💖 < Marinette

Chat Noir > 💖 Ladybug

Chat Noir    Marinette

Essentially, they’re rejecting each other for each other

Then in comes Kagami Tsurugi and Luka Couffaine- Adrien and Marinette’s OTHER main love interests (amongst the four they have each for some reason) which complicates matters even more-

So to sum things up, we’ve got: 

Marinette/Ladybug, Adrien/Chat Noir, Kagami and Luka aka, the characters we shall be assigning roles because of the love square shenanigans and this IS a ship blog after all! So, here are the roles:

C!Thomas as Marinette/Ladybug

Both are clumsy around crushes

They’ve got a pink flower thing going on

Both are protagonists anyways

Both are very creatively talented

Both have strong senses of moral and justice

They’re both carrying severe figurative weights on their shoulders

Roman as Adrien/Chat Noir

Roman would absolutely model for a living in a human AU- ESPECIALLY if for his family’s company

Pretty boys, both of them-

H i m b o s. Oh my god, HIMBOS.

Strong sense of moral and justice, like the protagonists

Both have a character who was at some point deemed the others brother

Flirty and silly, but also 100% capable as heroes? Yup! (oh god hero brought back memories, uh oh)

Janus as Luka/Viperion (his temporary hero form)

Okay just by that hero name I have a reason, both are literal snake boys

Have a recurring theme of truth or silencing the truth between them- Luka’s akumatised forms are literally called Silencer and Truth- both which are themes very reminiscent of Janus

Both very obviously care deeply for their respective main characters

Fandoms have this weird love/hate relationship with them

Each have a purple-themed emo who is very close to them/has a history with them (Luka with his sister Juleka and Janus with Virgil)

Have an unspoken/unofficial rivalry with the deuteragonists concerning the protagonists (Adrien and Luka over Mari, Roman and Janus with Thomas)

Logan as Kagami/Ryuko (her temporary hero form)

Individuals who seem to be very smart and capable of great things

Have this ‘perfect, cold’ aura around them

Warm up to the respective main characters at some point (whether at the beginning or somewhere down the line)

Has to maintain/Feels the need to maintain the perfect image set upon them 

Very bad at expressing emotions properly

Deserve so much better I swear

All in all, I could see this happening, but like I said before, I won’t do anything with this AU- this was more of a ‘Back with the brain rot from 2017, let’s make something out of it’ AU- but I hope you enjoyed reading it none the less!

[areyouscarletcold]

KF Barry Au with Iris and any of the other ladies + .Are you kidding me? We are not fine!

This one may or may not be based off of a couple of self-indulgent additions we’ve been chatting about involving two lovely ladies whom we both adore and deserved better. Because fuck canon, that’s why.  So enjoy :)

104. Are you kidding me? We are not fine!

Iris stopped cold in the middle of the hallway, gaping at the limb on the floor.

The impossibly long, winding, flailing arm that kept flopping around at her heels, struggling to gain purchase on the slippery floor.

Somehow, after gaining superpowers and fighting metahumans and returning from the Speed Force, the sight of a slender hand inching closer to her foot was the thing that sent her running. As much as she longed to bolt away from the arm, though, she found herself following the arm to its source, shuddering amongst the crackling purple energy embracing her like an old friend. She caught the sound of muffled voices as she drew nearer to the Cortex and realized everyone was crowding in the medical wing.

“Just - hold still!”

“Maybe a sedative would be easier. It won’t do any good if you keep - ”

“What the hell - ”

Iris blew past Wally, who didn’t so much as flinch at her presence, likely having felt her arrival, and couldn’t help but gape again, not at the arms jerking on the bed but who they belonged to.

“Please,” Caitlin was saying, a syringe in hand and a tight smile on her face, “you need to calm down. Everything is going to be fine - ”

“Are you kidding me? We are not fine!”

“Would someone like to explain what is going on?” Iris spoke up, unable to take her eyes off of the arms - and legs, oh god, they were everywhere - twitching beside her feet, off the gritted teeth and pure terror in their guest’s eyes, blonde hair haloed around her head as she kept glancing down at her growing limbs.

Cisco, who’d been slowly making his way toward where Wally stood at the doorway, flashed her a chagrined grin of his own. “Uh, well, see - ”

“Wait,” the blonde shifted on the bed, her eyes widening as she spotted Iris, and the lightbulb of recognition definitely went off if her shock was anything to go by. She struggled to sit up but being unable to control her puddy-like limbs only allowed her to flop back onto the bed. “Iris? Iris West? Is that you?”

Iris glanced between the others, at Wally’s shrug and Cisco and Caitlin’s uncertain expressions, and stepped closer, making sure not to trip over the various growing limbs. “Yeah. Yeah, it’s me. Patty, right?”

It was a weak question and they all had to know it; there was no way Iris could’ve forgotten Patty Spivot, certainly not after the woman had come to her for dating help with Barry years ago - and wow, those were simpler times even before she got her speed. Not after Barry had confided quietly to her about how he’d broken up with her, had been unable to confirm he was Frost when Patty pleaded with him to tell her the truth, even when she knew he was lying. Not after she’d quit the force after Singh asked her to take a break, after her increasingly reckless conduct, and how guilty Barry had looked when Patty seemed to vanish from Central City.

Until now, that is, when she turned into human silly putty.

Oh, god. Barry. Did he know? Had he seen Patty yet?

“Yeah, Patty Spivot. I used to, uh - ” Patty’s eyes narrowed. “Wait, if we’re at S.T.A.R. Labs, then - ”

“We think her cells have been polymerized by dark matter,” Caitlin cut her off, running a hand through her curls. She looked thoroughly exhausted. Iris wondered if she’d gotten any sleep the night before.

“What does that mean, exactly?” Iris asked.

“The walls of every cell in her body have elasticized,” Cisco explained, gesturing toward Patty’s tangled legs by his feet. “Meaning this girl can stretch and stretch until - ”

“Oh, god,” Patty muttered, closing her eyes, her head hitting the pillow with a soft thump. “Is this what Rapunzel felt like, just with…hair, I guess?”

“Not helping, Cisco,” Caitlin whispered. She set down the syringe and laid a hand on Patty’s shoulder. If she was deterred at all by Patty’s new state, she didn’t show it. “Look, it’s going to be alright. I just need to get a blood sample so we can find a way to return you to your normal state and figure out how this works.”

Patty hesitated, but something in Caitlin’s earnest expression must’ve broken down her defenses because she sighed and shoved one of her endless arms toward Caitlin. “Please. They’re a lot heavier than they look.”

Iris turned to Cisco and Wally. She made sure to lower her voice, keeping an eye on Caitlin and Patty. “What do you mean by ‘dark matter’? If she were hit by the Accelerator, we would’ve known.”

“Not the Accelerator,” Wally said with a shake of his head, crossing his arms over his chest. “The bus metas.”

Iris’s heart sank. The guilt over creating those metahumans after she’d been freed from the Speed Force had never quite gone away, despite the fact that she knew it wasn’t her fault. She couldn’t have known what would’ve happened.

Her brother’s expression started to soften, likely sensing where her thoughts were going, and Iris forced herself to stand a little straighter, clearing her throat. “She was on that bus, then?”

“She admitted it when Dad and I went to see her.”

“Went to see her?”

“Apparently she never left Central City,” Cisco said, raising an eyebrow meaningfully. “Works as a P.I. downtown now, I guess.”

At least Patty was still working toward what she loved. “And she didn’t know about her powers until now?”

“Some guys were trying to attack her while we were leaving.” Wally grimaced at the memory. “She, uh, stretched her way down the side of a building to safety. Which - impressive. But also a little disturbing at the time.”

“Tell me about it. A little head’s up next time I wander down the hall would be nice.” Iris bit her lip and leaned closer. “Speaking of head’s up, did… Wally, did you guys tell Barry about Patty?”

Wally frowned. “No. Why?”

Cisco winced and muttered something in Spanish under his breath. “Shit, didn’t even think of that. Should I - ?”

“Sooner rather than later, yeah,” Iris agreed. “Is he on his way?”

“I called him a few minutes ago, he said he was already driving here so…”

“Right. You and Wally go, Cait and I can handle Patty.”

“You sure?” Cisco asked. “Because she’s a little more…cranky. Than she used to be.”

“I’ll be fine,” Iris assured him. “We got along well enough years ago, and we have a lot in common. Besides, don’t you have your girlfriend’s dad to see to?”

Cisco groaned and Wally ducked his head to hide a small laugh. “Why did you have to remind me of that? Why?”

“I’ll drop him off and warn Barry,” her brother promised, his mouth quirking up at the corners before he disappeared in a whirl of yellow lightning along with a grumpy Cisco.

A gasp behind her drew Iris’s attention back to Patty, whose mouth was slightly agape, staring after where half of their team had once stood. Caitlin shot her an unreadable look, the syringe of blood in hand as she moved to deposit it on her work table.

“Uh, hey, Patty, about - ”

“He’s the Flash,” Patty said, something close to but not quite awe coloring her voice. Her brow furrowed the longer she stared at the empty space. “That was your brother, right? We met at the Christmas party - he’s the Flash?”

Well. No wonder they had problems with keeping secret identities secret. “Yeah. Wally’s the Flash.”

“Then you’re…” The former cop tried to move onto her elbows, forgetting herself for a moment, but her elbows were halfway out the door. “No wonder Momentum looked so similar to him, you’re siblings!”

Iris couldn’t help but laugh. “I got my powers after Wally did. Like, years after, actually. Is it that obvious that we’re…?”

“Pretty obvious. I mean, your suits are similar and you don’t see many speedsters running around these days. Those masks are kind of flimsy.”

Caitlin made a quiet noise, her lips pursed as she fought back a laugh of her own. Iris couldn’t bring herself to glare at her friend, even jokingly, because…well, she had a point. Maybe they ought to talk to Cisco about that. Even Barry’s only defense against the public was a thin blue mask over his eyes.

“So much for hiding, then.” Iris walked over and sat in the chair next to Patty’s bed. “You don’t look too surprised, though.”

Patty rolled her eyes, any humor dissipating from her face, and Iris thought she understood what Cisco meant by cranky when her green eyes met Iris’s, steely and hard. “Please. I didn’t expect it, no, but I did date a superhero for a while. Would have to be pretty stupid not to guess that his team-ups with Flash and Momentum had to come from friends rather than acquaintances.”

Right. That answered Iris’s next question about Barry, she supposed.

“Well, you’re a lot smarter than most of the city,” Caitlin teased weakly.

“It’s not that. Just…” Patty exhaled deep through her nose. “You see what you want to see sometimes. If most people don’t know, it’s not that they’re stupid but that they don’t want to believe that a CSI could be one of Central City’s heroes.”

“They want to remain blind,” Iris said, sympathy churning in her gut. “Seems better to romanticize them, right?”

Patty’s mouth twitched. “Something like that.”

Caitlin’s phone buzzed on the table, inciting her to pull off her gloves to answer it. Patty turned her head away from Iris, her expression shuttering, and Iris thought back to having coffee with the woman in Jitters, laughing over Barry and explaining carefully how he’d always been bad on letting people in - he can be cold, she’d said, a half-joke that Patty wouldn’t have recognized at the time, she’d thought she was so clever. A guilty part of her wondered if it’d been Barry or something else that drove Patty to leave the CCPD, venture out on her own.

“Linda’s on her way up,” Caitlin announced, typing a quick reply. “Apparently she ran into Barry, Wally and Joe in the hall.”

“Great.” Iris watched Patty tense, though whether it was the mention of her ex or her old partner that did it was beyond her. She squeezed the higher portion of Patty’s arm, grabbing her attention. “Do you want me to stall them? Or have Linda - ?”

“No!” Patty seemed startled by her own outburst, the surprise fading quickly into exasperation. “No, that’s… It’s been years, it’s fine. I just… It’s been a while. This isn’t exactly how I ever pictured, not that I did…well, seeing him again.”

“We’re going to help you with the elasticity,” Caitlin affirmed. The smile she gave Patty was genuine this time. “Powers just take a bit of getting used to.”

“Are you…?”

Caitlin shook her head and laughed. “No, I’m normal. Not a metahuman, I mean. Me and Joe are the only ones who are. And Cecile.”

“We’re one big dysfunctional family,” Iris joked to see Patty’s features lighten, even a smidge. “You’ll fit right in, don’t worry.”

For the first time, Patty let out a snort, loud and unabashedly amused. “A family, huh?”

“We’ve been through…a lot,” Iris admitted. “Started with Barry, then the rest of us got powers one-by-one through various means, and then we gained Linda. We know what we’re doing.”

Patty studied her for a moment, and Iris could hear footsteps approaching the Cortex, quick and light, probably Linda hurrying to arrive before Barry and the boys. She always was better at mediating conflict than Iris. The bags under Patty’s eyes seemed softer the more Iris stared back, somehow fading as the P.I. relaxed with a shake of her head.

“If I’m getting a superhero name, it better not be anything like Play-Doh Girl or Silly Putty. Ooh, wait! Can I come up with my own name?”

Iris patted Patty’s arm and exchanged a look with Caitlin, who moved to the door, ready to intercept Linda. “Cisco usually comes up with the names around here, but something tells me he’ll make an exception. Anything would be better than Silly Putty.”

“Silly Patty, more like it,” Patty grumbled through another laugh, but Iris could already see that familiar excitement lighting up her eyes, that determined spark she remembered returning in tenfold, and she didn’t need to be able to time travel to guess that the newest addition to their team was going to be just fine.

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Of Beginnings and Names

I honestly cannot believe myself because I was SO excited at the chance to participate in Hijack week for the first time but then I poofed from Tumblr and just ForGOT. I also have zero plans for any of the prompts but managed to throw this up last minute. 

So yeah, here’s my contribution to “I had no idea you could do that” Though the prompt had barely anything to do with this,,,hope it can still count.

Superhero AU where Hiccup can half-transform into a dragon and Jack is basically the same he is in canon, minus being immortal and a zombie spirit. Established Hijack.

I apologize for Hiccup’s superhero name I literally could not think of anything.

Hiccup vaguely realizes that his clothes were on fire and flames were doing its best to burn away everything underneath as well.

It was pretty concerning, because while he was mostly covered by scales there were patches of skin that the flames were rapidly reaching, and yep, there it goes, ouch that hurts — of course one of the rare times Toothless was occupied elsewhere Hiccup manages to get injured, he’ll never hear the end of it, and ow, burns are no fun at all ——

“Dragoneye!” 

The voice was loud, being carried by the wind directly into the hybrid’s ear, but Hiccup was relieved to hear it anyways — even more so when he felt the ice and cold snuffing out the flames and soothing his burns.

He managed to gather his bearings together in time to watch as the wind shrieked and ice trapped the — well, Hiccup wasn’t exactly sure what it was, but it looked like a giant monster held together by molten rocks and lava. 

He could feel the drop in temperature from where he still hovered in the air, and wondered when exactly Jack became so strong.

“Are you okay?” Mentioned iceboy floated a bit closer, obviously figuring the monster-thing wouldn’t escape all too soon.

And then it actually hit him that Jack was here, flying with him, in some sort of hero costume he hasn’t seen before — and when did Jack make that? Why did he make it?

But it was undoubtedly Jack, at least to Hiccup. Though the white hair and blue eyes ( features that only appeared when Jack let go of his tight control ) plus the mask would have made it difficult for anyone else to make the connection, which was exactly point.

But Hiccup still couldn’t understand why.

It was a bit disorienting, but at the other’s worried look he managed to respond to the previous question. “I’m fine. Thanks.” 

It was an automatic answer, but it seemed to be more or less true. Only a bit of the flames managed to get at what skin he had left, and Jack’s frost was doing wonders for it. Though, thinking about it, the person in front of him wasn’t exactly Jack right now...at least to the public and Hiccup needed to keep up appearances. “So you’re some sort of new guy? Thinking about appearing frequently now?” And whoops. That came out a bit more accusing then intended. 

But the snow bringer merely flashed white teeth in an amused smirk and said, “You could say that. What, does the big bad hero not appreciate the help?”

“I don’t think bad and hero are supposed to go together. And I already said thank you, didn’t you hear?” The banter was automatic, likely on purpose. An attempt at distraction. But the half-dragon was known to be stubborn for a reason. “I have to say though, you sure don’t look like the hero type.” Which was a lie, Jack was about as heroic as the best of them, but there was a reason Hiccup has been a hero for half a year without Jack. A very good reason and he still couldn’t understand why.

“Well, I live to surprise and all.” And that was that. The other’s tone had gotten a bit flat, and Hiccup could almost see the ‘don’t ask’ vibes radiating. 

Well, to be fair, it really was a conversation for the less public ears, so he moved to the next relevant thing. “So, does Mr. Surprise have a name?” 

And Jack actually faltered at that, and huh, there was a story there. 

The grin spread before he knew it. “Did you actually come out here without even a name for yourself? You made an entire costume without even thinking that people might need something to call you by?”

“I didn’t even make this! It was N — a friend!” 

So North. Hiccup wasn’t even surprised. “And your friend didn’t think of a name for you either?” Knowing North he definitely made a name. And considering how reluctant Jack was at giving it, it had to be good.

Getting the name out of the other was another thing entirely, though. “Maybe he did. Maybe he didn’t. You sure aren’t going to be finding out though, Dragon boy.”

“That’s not my name.”

“Might as well be. Besides, from what I recall, you didn’t exactly name yourself, either.” 

“True, but I didn’t make a fuss and start pouting at mine. I didn’t have an entire fully functioning costume at the time, either.”

“I don’t have a name!” A beat. “And I’m not pouting!”

“Sure you don’t. Sure you aren’t.” 

“Ugh!”

And Hiccup laughed, which quickly cut off and turned into a wince as he felt a pull at burnt skin, and, oh yeah, that was still there. 

In retrospect, he probably deserved that.

Jack didn’t seem to think so though, even if Hiccup was outright laughing at him just seconds ago, and his expression of frustration quickly turned into worry. “How bad is it?”

Hiccup tried for a grin, hoping it didn’t turn out as pained as he felt it might have. “It’s nothing, really. A little fire can’t hurt me.” Which wasn’t exactly accurate, and with the small bit of frost that Jack gave him before melting he was beginning to feel his injury acutely, but the scales really did help ward off the worst of things. 

And clearly Hiccup was untrustworthy because the ice wielder was looking for serious injury anyways, placing a light frost wherever he saw burnt skin.

It’s a kind gesture and the shapeshifter was already feeling better, but focusing on finding the burns meant Jack stopped paying as much attention to his surroundings, leaving himself open for attack, and that was another fireball coming right towards him—

“Ja-nng-Look out!” 

It was just panic and fear, and please not him, why wasn’t he more careful, stupid, stupid — and something rippled across Hiccup’s back as he shot forward, suddenly able to control his flying so much easier than before, and managed to snatch Jack and twist sharply out of the projectile’s path and into safety.

“Whoa...I had no idea you could do that.”

Neither did Hiccup, but that...was too close. Way too close but of course the idiot didn’t even sound shaken, just all light humor and joking attitude, but Jack could have been hurt, badly, and if it wasn’t for whatever his scales did he —— Later. Later. Think of it all later.

Taking a deep breath and a quick look at his back — huh that sure was new, it looked like the ridges down his spine had split or something — he let go of the other and turned to where the volcano monster-or-whatever had melted a hole in the ice.

“Come on, no more getting distracted. We have someone to take care of first.”

He noticed Jack giving him a slightly concerned look, but he was already heading towards the villain before anything else could be said.

“Hiccup?” There was only a hint of worry in Jack’s voice, but it was enough to get Hiccup to pause. They had defeated the pile of flaming rocks easily enough after and headed straight to Hiccup’s room where he proceeded to pace after taking care of his injuries. 

Which was really going to solve absolutely nothing, so with a deep breath the hybrid slumped onto his bed, next to his boyfriend. “Sorry...It’s just, you always said how you didn’t want to be a hero. How it comes with too much responsibility and didn’t fit with your routine. And yet, here you are. And you almost got hurt because of it. Because of—”

“Hiccup. Don’t.” 

Jack’s voice was enough to halt the words, but Hiccup didn’t think he could — wanted to — finish his sentence anyways. Instead he focused on how cool arms wrapped around him, and he leaned into the touch. 

“Look, Hiccup," Jack began as he laid his head on a still scale-covered shoulder, soft puffs of breath hitting Hiccup’s neck that managed to relax him further. “Not everything is your fault. You didn’t force me to put on a suit and fly up there, alright? Don’t start blaming yourself for silly things. I know what I said before, but I really did want to do this. It’s okay. I’m okay.”

“Are you sure? Because we talked about this. You don’t need to become a hero just because you have powers. No one would hold it against you.” And Hiccup would personally fight anyone who tries.

“I know. But you’ve been hurt countless time these past months. And I decided I rather be out there cover your back whenever Toothless can’t.”

“Jack...” Because Hiccup didn’t want Jack to become a hero just for him. Doing this was his choice, and any injury was just an occupational hazard. 

“But that isn’t all,” Jack interrupted. “I’ve been thinking about joining you for a while, anyways. It wasn’t just an on the spot decision. Why do you think I had North’s costume at hand? Yeah, I didn’t really want to become a hero for the longest time. But, that was more because of other...things. You know that.”

Yeah, Hiccup knew alright. Thinking about that ‘incident’ that Jack told him about, that one day that basically tore everything Jack held dear away from him, all because of some guy’s ego growing too big and — And Jack had every right to hate heroes. Hiccup has been there during the nights the other woke with a strangled scream, sweat matting his hair — sometimes white and sometimes brown — and yet here he was, still willing to become one. ( Hiccup couldn’t decide of it was heroically self-sacrificing or self-sacrificially stupid )

“Hey, come on. If you keep furrowing your eyebrows like that it’ll get stuck.” And despite the show of nonchalance, the half-dragon could feel the slight tremors from the other and immediately wrapped his arms around Jack as well. “Let me finish. I’m okay, alright? It was a long time ago. A really long time ago...And, I’ve stopped associating heroes with that incident. For the most part anyways."

The shaking stopped and Hiccup couldn’t help the awe he felt even if he tried. 

“I probably hated heroes, no, I really did hate them. A lot. I had a lot of resentment and anger fester inside of me. But, not so much anymore.” And here Jack is smiling, in that way that never fails to steal Hiccup’s breath away, and cool lips pressed against his before widening once more. “I stopped hating heroes since getting to know you and Toothless. And besides, I’m not about to let one day rule my life forever. It sucks, but I’m just about over it. And I'm terrible at staying out of the way, anyways.”

The look that Jack was giving him was sincere, and honestly, it wasn’t all that surprising. Jack has been helping people one way or another since before they met, only without an alter ego and a fancy costume. Hiccup just didn’t expect that last line to ever be crossed.

Still, becoming a hero suited Jack well. “Okay. Okay, fine. Just, tell me if it gets to be too much, okay?”

“Deal.”

And surely there would be troubles later, because no matter what the other said it was clear that not all shadows were cast completely away, but they could deal with all that when it came. It’ll all turn out alright.

But, there was one issue unresolved... “Now...about this name that North came up with...”

“I have no idea what you are talking about.” Immediately arms retracted and Jack made a pretty impressive show of being busy with his phone — if the screen wasn’t still black.

“Come on, Jack. Just tell me.” Tugging away the phone was all too easy, even as Hiccup was having a bit of trouble not shaking with laughter.

“Really. No idea. Nope. Nothi—”

“Jack!” That wasn’t either of them and suddenly Hiccup’s bedroom door swung open and a man larger-than-life entered with a newspaper in hand.

“Oh no.”

North paid no mind to the ice wielder's dread, and he waved the newspaper around like a trophy. “I heard great news! You a superhero now, congratulations, Jack Frost!” 

“North!” Blue eyes only spared a second to glare at Hiccup as he snickered, before turning back to the newcomer. “I told you I won’t be using that name! I’m not going to be named after the guy known for nipping noses! And it’s too close to my real one, don’t you think that people will make the connection?”

The last point was possibly a fairly good argument, but North just steamrolled over it in his typical fashion. “Ah, but it is not just me! Reporter called you Jack Frost and it is all over paper!”

“What?”

The paper was ripped out of North’s hands and Jack read over the contents before groaning loudly. “He really did call me Jack Frost! He decided to name me Jack Frost! Who wrote this? Thinking he can go around handing out names, just who—” 

“...”

“...Jack?” The abrupt way the other cut off was slightly concerning, but before Hiccup could reach out the newspaper was flung into the air in a flurry of movement.

“The Moon?! Who uses ‘The Moon’ as their pen name??? Who does The Moon think he is?!”