hiccup is a baby

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You were the first to ask me if I’m okay. It’s not even a big deal, but those words…strangely comforted me.

HTTYD 3 drabble: Berk: The Forever Home of Dragons

“This… is Berk. Once the home of the largest species of dragons, as well as the Alpha and only known living Night Fury. But that was ten years ago. Now… the dragons have left, and Berk is once again the village it was fifteen years ago. Home to only Vikings and livestock. Why? Because a chief and alpha had to make the hardest choice of their lives, for the better of their people. A chief, protects his own. And protecting… sometimes has hard consequences.”

While Hiccup narrates this, the camera travels through Berk, where only people and animals can be seen. No dragons, only traces of them. all of the dragons building are still there- the hanger and everything. Hiccup refused to get rid of them- they were the only things that reminded him of the dragons- and more specifically Toothless. Even though it caused pain to see them as a reminder, it also brought comfort.

Then the camera goes towards the landscape around Berk, towards a cliff that overhangs the ocean. There, Hiccup sits alone. Staring off into the distance where the dragons had disappeared all those years ago, and hadn’t been seen since. In his hands, he held Toothless’s saddle, the manual one that Hiccup had needed to help control. He fingers the worn leather sadly, a small sigh of longing escaping him.

Astrid steps up behind him, setting a hand on his shoulder reassuringly. Hiccup lifts a hand and places it on top of hers, his gaze still on the horizon. She steps forward and sits down beside him, her eyes also falling towards the horizon. She looks back at her thirty-year-old husband and chief, noting the bit of scruff on his chin, indicating that he’d forgotten to shave that morning.

After a while the two stand up and head back towards the village, where Hiccup is met by his two children, Stoick the second and Lili. The two children wish to go on a walk to the cove, which Hiccup visited often these days. So Hiccup and Astrid took their children to the worn path and began he trek to Raven’s Point. Stoick asks his father for a story: a story about the dragons and how they left. Hiccup sighed and nodded, picking up Stoick in his arms before beginning…

…Hiccup and his family have reached the cove by the time he finishes the story, and they’re all sitting on the ground by the small lake. Hiccup lifts his head and smiles sadly at his family, but Astrid’s eyes are wide and the kids are looking slightly afraid. Hiccup stares at them in confusion f or several seconds before he turns and looks at what they’re gaping at. He gasps in shock, feeling light-headed. There, standing on that rock where Hiccup had met Toothless for the second time, was a black Night Fury. The dragon stared at them before grinning gummily and jumping down, rushing over to Hiccup before colliding with him, pushing him to the ground. Hiccup stares at the dragon in shock, before he breaks down in a mixture of tears and laughing, hugging the dragon back tightly while burying his head into Toothless’s neck. “You came back, bud.” Hiccup whispers, but pauses when he hears another Night Fury shriek come from the rock formation. He looks up and sees yet another Night Fury step forward, followed by two minnie Nigh Fury’s. Not only that, but a Nadder that looked dizzily similar to Stormfly had landed not far from the rock, near the pond. Silence fell for a moment before Astrid shrieked and stood up, dumping Stoick on the ground in her mad haste to get to her dragon. Stormfly runs forward and the two meet in a fierce hug, Astrid crying fervently.

Hiccup stood up and hugged Toothless again, only then realizing how much bigger Toothless had grown. He was about a foot taller, and his wing span was also longer. Hiccup opened his eyes and looked down Toothless’s back, noticing the automatic tailfin still attached to Toothless’s tail. It had been surgically placed in, so that it wouldn’t come off and Toothless could wear it without fear of it falling apart.

Hiccup pulls away, his hands holding onto Toothless’s head. He smiles through the tears, while Toothless grins back at him, the dragon’s butt wagging back and forth in his joy, much like a dog would do. Hiccup hugs him again- tighter this time. He never wanted to let go, for fear that his dragon would fly off again and never return.

But finally Hiccup pulls back, as had Astrid from Stormfly. Toothless turned around and cooed towards the other Night Fury’s, who cautiously crawled down the rock and towards the humans. Hiccup steps forward and holds out a hand slowly to the dragons. The large Night Fury hesitates, but the younger ones immediately bump their heads into his palm. Toothless steps closer to Hiccup, his tail wrapping around his human. The other Night Fury looks from Toothless to Hiccup before stepping forward and also placing its head into Hiccup’s palm. The chief smiles happily, then looks at Toothless for an explanation.

“A family.” Astrid whispers from behind him. “He has a family, Hiccup!”

Hiccup stares at them in awe, before turning to look back at Toothless. Toothless is staring at Stoick and Lili wondrously, looking back at Hiccup in curiosity.

Hiccup smiled and held out a hand, motioning for Stoick and Lili to step closer. “These are my kids, Toothless. And Astrid’s my wife now.”

Toothless sniffs at Stoick, making the small boy flinch in fear. Hiccup smiled and took Stoick’s hand, showing him how to hold it out. Stoick did so slowly at first, but then he smiled happily when Toothless licked it and began to coo happily. The small Night Furies came up and began nudging at Lili and Stoick, making the children laugh and giggle before picking up the small dragons. Astrid smiles and comes to stand beside Hiccup, Stormfly close by her side. Astrid had one hand on Stormfly’s head, the other going to wrap around Hiccup’s shoulders, hugging him happily.

Squawking, roaring, and the sound of flapping wings can be heard from above. Hiccup, Astrid, and the kids stare up at the sky in wonder and shock. There were hundreds of dragons- hundreds- flying in the direction of Berk. Hiccup’s eye found Cloudjumper among them, as well as SkullCrusher, Grump, Hookfang, Barch, Meatlug, and all the other dragons that had once lived on Berk- plus others. Hiccup looked to Astrid, who looked back at him with an overjoyed smile on her face.

Toothless had returned, the other dragons had returned. It was like a wonderful dream come true, but Hiccup knew that the dragon standing before him was very much real.

Hiccup then turned back to Toothless, hugging him again.

“This… is Berk.” The camera zooms in on the island, showing the hanger where dragons were once again inhabiting. “Yes, dragons once didn’t inhabit this island- for ten years they were absent.” The camera goes through the village, showing dragons perched on top of buildings while others were looking around for their owners. It shows the original “gang” each reacquainting with their dragons, Fishleg’s with tears and laughs, while Snotlout just walks up in shock before hugging Hoofkang fiercely. The twins start shouting words of joy before attacking their dragon, and before long the two and dragon are rolling about on the ground. Valka hugs Cloudjumper without any words, only tears, while Grump just simply lands on top of an unsuspecting Gobber, effectively smushing the large man in a bone crushing hug.

“But they returned.” Camera then shows Hiccup stepping out from the forge, holding Toothless’s old saddle in his hands. Toothless jumps up and down in excitement, moving closer while Hiccup begins to strap it on.

“And with an unspoken promise to never leave.” Camera then shows Hiccup climbing onto Toothless’s back, zooming out to show Astrid on top of Stormfly. Hiccup smiles at Toothless, who grins back before he pushes his foot in the pedal, the now manual tailfin adjusting position.

Toothless jumps into the air, Hiccup whooping in joy. Stormfly and Astrid join them, and soon Valka does as well, (Stoick and Lili in her lap). The “gang” swoop up and join as they go, but before long Toothless and Hiccup began to pick up speed.

“yes. This is the Berk as we know it, and always will. The forever home… of dragons.”

Hiccup and Toothless fly up onto the large mountain stack over Berk, Toothless letting out a fierce roar while Hiccup just stared at his village, a smile of complete contentment and joy on his face.

The End.

anonymous asked:

Could you do some Phil deepthroating Dan for the first time and Dan starts crying because he's afraid he's choking with Phil coming down his throat because of how much Dan's hiccuping? Honestly, I'd give my life for this shit.

“Pleaseee?” Dan whined, pouting and rocking where he sat cross legged on Phil’s bed.

“Dan, I don’t think that’s-”

Dan interrupted him by pouncing on him, pinning him and pushing him backwards on the bed. “Do you not want me or something…?”

Phil could feel his face flush, but he rolled his eyes at his hyper boyfriend.

“I do, Dan, of course I do but I-”

“Then what’s the problem!” Dan trailed his fingers down Phil’s stomach, placing a messy kiss on his jaw. “Don’t you want my mouth on your cock?” He asked, softly.

Phil sucked in a sharp breath. “Baby-” he choked. “I do, I really really do, but I… I tend to get a bit… excited.”

Dan smirked, playing with Phil’s button teasingly, straddling his hips.

“Well good, that’s the point.”

Phil took a shaky breath, allowing Dan to unbutton his jeans and begin to push them down his hips, revealing the clear tent in his boxers from all this. Dan grinned wickedly.

Dan had been trying to get this from Phil for ages, and now that they were finally alone together, in Phil’s room, he was gonna pin him down. No escaping this time.

Dan was a giant cockslut, and Phil’s dick was… fuck.

“I don’t wanna hurt you,” Phil whined breathily, playing with Dan’s hair as he slid down Phil’s stomach.

“You won’t.” Dan frowned. “How would you hurt me?”

Phil swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and bit his lip. “I told you, I get a bit excited…”

Dan crawled back up the bed, pressing his nose to Phil’s. “Choke me,” he whispered. “Fuck my throat, don’t care. Wanna get you off.”

Phil let a shuddery gasp fall from his lips, and he nodded, no words coming to mind.

“Tap my hip twice if you want to stop,” he finally muttered, and now Dan nodded.

He went back down, brushing his hands down Phil’s stomach and making him shiver. Dan’s lip quivered with anticipation.

He slowly rubbed at the head of the bulge in Phil’s boxers, looking up to watch his reaction. He didn’t regret it when Phil groaned, a soft, strangled noise, gripping Dan’s hair tightly.

Dan grinned, dipping down to kiss his tip; mouthing him slowly and teasingly.

Light huffs of frustration and arousal were leaving Phil’s mouth in bursts, and he squirmed under Dan’s touch. It felt nice to have him be the one like this; it was usually Dan whimpering at the slightest touch from the older.

“Dan,” Phil whined, tugging at his hair, and Dan nodded.

He tugged at the waistband of the older boy’s boxers, pulling them off over his erection. As soon as they were past his knees, Dan went to work. He took Phil’s head into his mouth, swirling his tongue and flicking over the tip like he had practiced so many times for this exact moment.

Phil moaned loudly, throwing his head back, shifting his legs.

Dan couldn’t help himself anymore; he sunk down on his cock, his mouth enveloping Phil’s shaft and taking it to the hilt. He only lasted a few seconds before he was pulling back, sputtering and gasping for breath.

Phil gasped sharply, tugging on Dan’s hair and pulling him back down, desperate for more. Dan obliged, swallowing around his cock and licking everywhere he could reach.

“Fuck, Dan,” Phil cursed, his voice strained and broken, and Dan’s dick twitched in his jeans. He moaned around Phil, and Phil instinctively bucked his hips.

Dan choked, a muffled gagging noise humming against Phil’s cock as it hit the back of his throat. He could feel his face going red, but fuck this was hot, and Phil was clearly enjoying it.

Dan blinked up at him, rutting slightly against the bed, watching Phil grip the sheets beneath him.

“D-Dan, n-need-”

Dan pulled off with a pop, his eyes glinting.

“Fuck my mouth.”

Before Phil could respond Dan flipped them, so Phil was hovering over his face, and Dan sucked on his tip.

Phil groaned, his thighs shaking, but he hesitated. “Dan, I’ll hurt you.”

“I don’t care,” Dan breathed, trying to pull Phil’s hips down. “I’ll be fine. I’ll stop you if I need it. Two taps, remember?”

Phil pressed his lips together, and slowly nodded, shifting his hips so his cock was perfectly over Dan’s mouth.

Phil thrust slowly at first, not reaching the back of Dan’s throat, and Dan responded eagerly; licking and sucking at every part of him he could reach. Phil trembled with need, and finally gave in, snapping his hips.

Dan gagged, a wet, whiny noise that made Phil groan and do it again.

Dan gripped Phil’s hips, digging his nails into the flesh as Phil thrust again and again. He could feel his face going very red, and his breathing was ragged and short, getting hardly any time to get the oxygen he needed.

But still, he was insanely aroused by the fact that Phil was using him like this, using his mouth as a toy. Just something to get him off.

Dan whimpered around Phil’s shaft, his lips stretched to the maximum. He felt tears being squeezed out of his eyes, and he couldn’t breathe, but he would never make Phil stop. He was making such delicious noises from above him, fucking into Dan’s mouth greedily, gripping the pillow at his head.

Dan gagged wetly, barely aware of the tears now streaming down his face. His mind was fuzzy, all of his senses focused on Phil. He clawed at Phil’s hips desperately, rutting his hips against nothing. He squeezed his eyes shut, choking, and he hiccuped.

Phil groaned, snapping his hips hard, and Dan whimpered, hiccuping again.

“Fuckfuckfuck,” Phil cursed breathlessly. “Holy shit, Dan, baby, so good.”

Dan hummed, hiccuping a third time and making a noise that sounded like a suction cup. Now he couldn’t stop hiccuping, squirming under Phil, choked sobs emerging, conflicted between escaping the thing blocking his air and leaning into it.

Without warning Phil came down his throat, pulling back to finish on his lips. Dan gratefully licked it up, gasping for breath, his face regaining color.

“Shit,” Phil cursed again, sitting up and reaching forward to touch Dan’s face, drawing his thumb over his bottom lip. “Are you okay? Shit, you’re gonna have bruises on your lips, god I’m so sorry-”

“Phil,” Dan interrupted, his voice raspy and quiet. Phil’s eyes widened. “It’s fine. I asked for it. I’m…” he smiled sleepily. “I’m glad that now everyone can see I’m yours.” He was stifled by a yawn, blinking at his boyfriend.

“Alright baby,” Phil whispered, still somewhat concerned. “I’m guessing you’re staying the night…?”

Dan didn’t answer, falling backwards on his bed, falling asleep immediately.

Anon asked for gang reaction to Hiccstrid baby.

Set after HTTYD 2.



“Are you ready?” Hiccup reclined on the bed beside Astrid, one arm slung around her shoulders. For the first time that day to room was quiet and still. His mother and mother-in-law had taken their leave allowing the couple some time alone with their brand-new baby girl.

The young couple had sat for over an hour, staring at their little girl in awe and wonder, amazed that they could make something so tiny, so pink, so perfect.

Astrid’s fringe still clung to her forehead, sweaty from the exertion of the last twelve hours. Hiccup brushed the sticky strands of his wife’s face. “As?”

“Hmm?” Completely distracted by the small bundle in her arms, Astrid stroked a finger down the baby’s cheek. She smiled at the suckling motion as her finger neared the newborn’s mouth. “Yeah, babe, let them in.”

Slowly, Hiccup stood from the bed, reluctantly tearing his gaze from his wife and daughter. He wanted to stay and drink in the sight of them forever but he would only be gone a moment.

He walked to the door and opened it, sticking his head outside.

Fishlegs noticed him first, halting the route he’d been pacing around the room. The twins were sitting side by side with their backs to the door. They turned as one when they noticed Fishlegs had stopped.

Snotlout was the first to the door.

“Me first, I’m family.” He pushed past into the little room.

With an exaggerated eye-roll, Hiccup stood aside to let the others in.

“Wait, why’s he got so much hair.” Snotlout was already by the bed, brows knit together in utter confusion. “I thought babies were bald.”

“Nope, that was just you Snotlout.” Ruffnut came to stand beside him, her eyes all shiny, hands making grabby motion towards the baby. “I want one.” Snotlout took a hasty step away.

“Eh, I don’t see the appeal,” Tuffnut leant in close to scrutinise the tiny baby’s features. “Small, squishy human. Can’t ride a boar yet. What’s the point?” The small, squishy human scrunched her face up in a yawn, her little arms stretched out as the movement rocked her whole body.

“Ah, yep. Now I see it.” Tuffnut took a step back beside his sister, his own eyes going misty.

“This is Nora,” Astrid stroked through the soft downy fuzz of her daughter’s head, her eyes still glued to the tiny body.

“Ha, Nora? But that’s a girl’s name.” Snotlout’s confusion rocketed up a level.

“Crazy that.” Hiccup sat back down on the bed beside his wife. Carefully, Astrid passed her daughter over. Hiccup marvelled at the way he could hold her tiny body with her head in his palm and her feet just brushing the crook of his arm.

“A girl huh?” Ruffnut stared down at the child in Hiccup’s arms. “Thank the Gods she looks more like Astrid then.”

Hiccup glanced sharply up at her. “What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked.

“Nothing…” Ruffnut looked Hiccup up and down. “It just that nose. Those eyebrows…” She tipped her head sideways as she judged his appearance.

“She got his hair though,” Tuffnut piped up. “So much hair.”

“She’s beautiful guys,” Fishlegs came in with the save.

Nora began to mewl and squawk, her face going red and splotchy.

“Give her to me,” Astrid held out her arms and Hiccup reluctantly passed the little girl back. Screams filled the air as the Dragon Riders shifted awkwardly.

“Maybe we should give them some space,” Fishlegs suggested. One by one they shuffled out of the room.

Hiccup reclined back on the bed, elbow propped against the headboard, watching Astrid intently as she fussed over Nora. She shifted her tunic around and held the babe to her breast. The cries died down as the newborn latched on, replaced with the sounds of vigorous suckling.

“We did good babe,” Astrid’s voice was husky as she spoke. She glanced up at her husband, a tired smile flitting across her lips.

“You did all the work Milady,” Hiccup leant forward to kiss the top of her head. “But yeah, she’s perfect.”

Headcanon: The first time their baby moves, Lena doesn’t really know whats going on. The feeling is foreign and unlike what the baby books described. The sudden unsteadiness on her heart rhythm triggers Kara’s hearing and the hero lands on L Corp’s balcony before Lena can reach for her phone. As Lena mumbles that something is definitely wrong, Kara places her hands on her wife’s stomach, feeling the distinct fluttering against her palm. A wide smile spreads across her face and she eases Lena’s worries as she takes both of Lena’s hands on her own, placing their intertwined fingers over the spot she felt the baby. “He has the hiccups” Kara explains between giggles, and Lena looks shocked for a few seconds before they both dissolve into laughter, their eyes brimming with tears.

Not five minutes later, Lena had the hiccups.

Superbaby headcanons 4/

Anonymous said: Can you do the promt number 66, please? 

66.  “Look, I don’t have much time, but I wanted to say I love you.”

This is the last one for the night. It’s getting late and I’m tired and I’ve got work in the morning.

Set some point after httyd 2.


“Look, I don’t have much time, but I wanted to say I love you.” They clung to one another, ignoring for the moment the shouts calling Hiccup down to the boats. The other riders were already at the water’s edge waiting with their dragons.

“I- I love you too!” Astrid pulled her husband close, tangling her fingers in his hair and pressing her lips to his.

Hiccup pulled away reluctantly. “I have to go Astrid, I can’t keep them any longer.”

“Ugh! This isn’t right!” Astrid glared down at the ships as if her stare alone could will them away. “I should be going with you! I don’t want you going on your own.”

Hiccup skimmed his hands up Astrid’s arms to rest them comfortingly on her shoulders. “I won’t be on my own. I’ll have Toothless. I’ll have the dragon riders.”

“But not me.”

One hand dropped to rest, fingers spread, on the swell of Astrid’s belly. Hiccup could feel the curve of the baby’s head pressed against his palm.

“You know you can’t come with me.” He let his fingers linger, committing the feeling to memory for the long flight ahead.

“You should take Stormfly then.”

Hiccup met Astrid’s steady gaze. “No,” he told her. “Stormfly won’t leave you. And I wouldn’t ask her to.” The dragon had become extra protective of her rider before they’d even known Astrid was with child. The Nadder had refused to let Astrid out of her sight for the last eight months.

“It’s not fair,” Astrid realised she sounded like a petulant child, but she didn’t care. “Promise me- promise me that you’ll come back safe.”

Hiccup hesitated on the words.

Astrid balled the front of his shirt in her fist. “Don’t you dare leave me without saying those words.”

With a shaky breath, Hiccup promised.

Astrid released her grip on his shirt. “Go get them babe.” She stood on the dock and watched the dragons disappear over the horizon, the boats trailing behind.

She stood on that dock every morning, despite the cold and Valka’s protests. Stormfly would sit with her, preening her beak through Astrid’s hair and fussing over the young woman. Pregnancy had not been kind to her, the queasiness lasting much longer than expected. For the first time in her life, Astrid found herself at odds this this new body of hers.

But despite the bone deep lethargy that had kept her in bed for much of the previous month, Astrid would force herself up to go and wait on the docks and watch for the speck on the horizon that would herald Hiccup’s return.

Five days passed and no Hiccup.

Berserker Island was a full days flight from Berk. A return trip would take just over two days. That left Hiccup three days to help Dagur sort out his Dragon Hunter problem.  More than enough time.

Unless something had gone wrong.

No, Hiccup would have sent a message, one of the Terrible Terrors if he was delayed.

Unless something had gone really wrong.

The baby kicked, startling Astrid out of that destructive thought process. She rubbed her belly, feeling the press of tiny feet against her hand.

One of Hiccup’s favourite games at night was to place items on Astrid’s bulging stomach and watch as the baby’s movements sent them flying.

Lost in thought, Astrid did not notice the dark smudge against the distant horizon. It was Stormfly’s squawk that drew her attention to it.

“Is that them?” She squinted against the light reflected from the ocean. “Stormfly, go see if it’s them.” When the dragon made no move to get up Astrid tried again. “Please girl. I’ll be fine here for a few minutes.”

Stormfly took to the air, glancing at her rider.

“Go!”

The Deadly Nadder took off.

Time seemed to slow as Astrid waited. The smudge on the horizon gradually sharpened to become distinct figures. Six, including Stormfly! All the dragon riders were accounted for!

It was all Astrid could do to sit and wait as the dragons drew closer.

Stormfly was first back, having gone just far enough to verify that it was Hiccup and the others who were approaching the island.

Astrid forced herself to remain sitting as Hiccup and Toothless approached.

The young Chief was leaping from Toothless before the Night Fury had even touched the ground. He swept Astrid up into his arms and held her close.

Astrid tucked her head under Hiccup’s chin and breathed in the scent of him. “You came back.”

She felt, rather than heard, Hiccup’s soft snort of amusement.

“Of course I came back.” His breath ruffled her hair. “I promised you I’d come back safe.”

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