hiccup maybe

anonymous asked:

Dude!!! I totally believe in you!!! Writing is really hard sometimes and I'm super impressed with the way your fic has turned out already. So you've encountered a hiccup! Maybe it would help to take a quick break from the fic, maybe take a week to write something quick that you have a lot of inspiration for to get yourself back in the groove. Do whatever you need to do to get yourself out of this rut and back to creating something you're proud of :) we'll wait patiently, we love you!!!

when i said ego stroking i didnt expect this full body hand job im fuckin crying over here why are y’all so good to me!!!!!! thank you s o much, i try to remind myself that a lot of the stuff i beat myself up about re: this fic is stuff that would have been fixed in a later draft of it if it was something i polished before publishing (which it isn’t, it’s basically gonna stay a first draft forever lol and y’all will just have to live with,, the little imperfections that come w that).

anyway WOW THANKS AGAIN im very shook and very happy that you read my fic!! i am typing out outlines for au’s that will never get written to get the ball rolling again so i think you’re completely right dgjsgjd I LOVE YOU TOO

So there are three ways Stoick could find out about Hiccstrid

1) Hiccup tells Stoick he’s dating Astrid:

Originally posted by httydofdreamworks

2) The Gang tells Stoick about Hiccstrid:

Originally posted by httydofdreamworks

3) Stoick finds out about Hiccstrid himself:

Originally posted by portablethemepark



BONUS: After Stoick finds out

Telling everyone about his future daughter in law:

Originally posted by drxgxns

Making Berk go all like:

Originally posted by jadeosbeck

Doodle of the cute dorks…
Hmm, i’m wondering about what they are whispering in eachother’s ears…
Ps: Astrid playing with Hiccup’s hair is the cutest thing ever amirite?

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Are you calling the laws of this land dumb? - Tuffnut
You don’t like “dumb”? - Astrid
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… we could make quite the team. How’s that sound? - Alvin

HOW DID BILLY EXPLAIN HIS MOTHER’S RUINED CAR????

HOW DID JASON EXPLAIN THE SMASHED SINK???

HOW DID TRINI EXPLAIN HER WRECKED WALLS???

HOW

HOW DID THESE GUYS GET AWAY WITH DESTROYING A CAR, A FUCKING SINK AND AN ENTIRE ROOM

(I’d say Kim’s phone too but tbh that kind of damage isn’t all that absurd in comparison to the other three)

Not Lout

Snotlout :’( 

Love the insecurities, and his anxiety, and the pressure his father puts on him and how he’s still struggling to find himself in that messy balance of dad’s approval and changing with the times and fitting in with his peers.

You know what else I love?

Acknowledging that the dragon riders are aware that Hiccup’s going to be chief one day and that they’re looking at how the dynamics in their group are going to shift and where their future lies.

floofyjackaboy  asked:

Serious question here... why robin

Why Robin? Because, according to my parents, I “looked like a Robin”.

They had originally though of Linus or Viking. Yes, VIKING. Glad they didn’t go with that one, I’d need a lot more beard and a much bigger frame to pull of Viking. Maybe Hiccup.. :P

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.”

Hiccups

Hey guys! Thanks for all the love and support :) every like, reblog, comment, and tag means so much to me. It’s how I know if you like the material I’m writing. So, a lovely anon requested my first nalu fic. It’s taken a while cause I did a ton of research (lol go read that fic too) to make sure I got the characters and relationship right. Anon, I’d love to hear what you think of this! Branching out is great, and one day I’d love to be able to write any ship :) Anyways, so here’s a little fluffy fic I thought would be fun. My friend @miss-zei pointed out after she got a sneak peek (she helped me understand their relationship a lot and I was very nervous about writing a new ship correctly) and saw the spoilers that there are a number of parallels between this and the final chapter. Maybe I’m a wizard like I keep saying, and I guess it means I got the characters down alright :) Anyways, I hope you all enjoy. Even though the door may be closing on the manga, us fic writers will open many more. All you have to do is ask and be patient.


Pairing: Nalu
Prompt: I said I love you
Length: 2.3k


Hiccups


It was all Lucy could do to keep her hiccups under control. A few times a minute they would just spring from her lips and the rest of the girls at the table would burst into giggles. Hiccups were Lucy’s tell, though it didn’t take her hiccuping fits to tell she was well passed tipsy. Lucy was a very handsy drunk, and true to her nature, she laid draped over Juvia’s lap as the alcohol pulled yet more laughter out of their group.

Cana had orchestrated quite the night. The entire evening was a blur of drinking, dancing, emotional conversations, and more drinking. The girls had desperately needed to blow off some steam from a crappy week, and Cana had been more than happy to facilitate. Lucy absentmindedly curled Juvia’s hair around her finger as her friends joked and jeered.

“Hey, Levy! You two should get a room!” Cana yelled from her seat at the table. “Or better yet don’t, you’re putting on quite the show.” Across the room, tucked into a corner, a beet red Levy hid behind a hulking, metal-studded man. Gajeel had decided to get a drink, supposedly on a whim, at the exact same bar where they were hanging out, barreling through the door not half an hour after the girls had settled in. Lucy figured it was the work of a certain pearl haired barmaid, who appeared to be enjoying the show as much as Cana. Gajeel turned around to lock eyes with Cana and flashed a wolfish grin before grabbing Levy, carrying her off to a more secluded part of the bar. Lucy knew Gajeel hadn’t actually slung Levy over his shoulder and slapped her ass as he ran away, but in her rum fueled haze that’s what she saw.

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anonymous asked:

Sub harry who is just discovering his kinks and your fucking him one day and put your hand on his neck and he says tighter in a breathy little whimper and so you do and that's how he finds out he likes getting choked

IM WHEEZING CARBON MONOXIDE BITCHDJSJS

okay so he’s come home from a day of recording at the studio and he’s all tuckered out but feeling really needy as well so he practically begs you to fuck him.

He’s so docile you don’t even need to tie him down. He’s laying out all sweaty across the bed, sheer black shirt unbuttoned all the way and his pants and briefs are discarded on the floor at the end of the bed. You’re riding him hard and fast, bouncing on his cock roughly with the back of your thighs slapping down on his, feeling his balls against your ass every time you sink down. His arms are above his head, splayed out limply with his fingers messing at the ends of his mussed up hair, whining softly as you bite down his neck and scratch up his chest, blowing on the stinging red lines and causing him to whimper all throaty and high.

“God, you’re amazing, y'know that?” Harry’s voice is soft and timid, eyes glued to your chest hungrily as it bounces in your perky lace bra– one he’d bought you at a fancy boutique when he was off shooting for the film in France.

“And you’re extremely thick. Did you know that?” You drag your lips sloppily down the spine of the butterfly tattoo, tongue peeking out to lap at one of his puffy nipples.

He answers with a short, wispy hiccup of, “Maybe.”

Your arms are holding his elbows down against the mattress, making sure he doesn’t move to touch you. Your knees are pressed up against his hips to give you balance as you slam down on him, his entire body jolting against the bed, cracked moans and soft keening stuttering from the heavy movement. He looks absolutely enthralling, with his cheeks tinted rose and his big green eyes all doe-like and innocent, swollen bottom lip tucked under his front two teeth as he thrums out shaky hums of gratitude, filled with, “Fuck me so good, darling. No one takes m'cock like you do.” and “You’re so tight, peach. Snug little cunt gonna fuckin’ ruin me for good, innit? Gonna make your baby boy come so hard it hurts…”

You’re hand reaches towards his neck out of instinct, fingers wrapping around the back as your thumb presses softly against his bobbing Adam’s Apple, using your palm to bring him towards your mouth. You keep his throat stuck to your lips, teeth sinking in sweetly and marking deep purple bruises into his soft, tanned skin. Something to look forward to seeing on him tomorrow morning as he’s spread out over the pillows with the side of his face pasted to the cushion, hair in a fluffy, wild halo with the sheets hanging low on his hips, revealing all of the maroon and violet love bites scattered down the tight muscles of his back, across his broad shoulders and speckling his delicate neck.

You’re so caught up in your thoughts you hadn’t realized you’d tightened your grip, thumb pressing down harder into his juglar and causing his breathing to shutter.

You immediately release your hold, apologies spilling from your lips as you kiss at his flushed ears with care, worried to death.

“More.” Harry’s croak is airy and quaking, but insistent nonetheless.

You stare at him for a second, surprised by the new development. But you grant him his wish, wrapping your fingers around his throat and tightening like before. “Like this?”

He nods feverishly, suckling his bottom lip into his mouth, bright, canopy green eyes rolling into the back of his head as the edges of his mouth twitch up into a teeny, satisfied smile. “Jus’ like that.”

You continue rocking against him, other hand cradling the side of his face as you gradually close your fingers further around his neck, relying on his body language and sounds of pleasure to guide you on this new territory. And what a discovery this is.

Harry looks incredibly sexy with his head tilted all the way back against the pillow, jaw flexing alluringly as his ruby lips are parted, heavy whimpers and short gasps rawing his lungs. His eyes are barely cracked open, heavy lashes brushing the tops of his simmering cheeks as he looks down on you with so much lust it burns. He pouts his bottom lip out pleadingly, talking meekly. “Can I have a kiss?”

You respond by flushing your lips against his, tongue dipping in teasingly and pulling out to skim his upper lip temptingly, drawing a deep, needy whine from him, air puffing out shallow and quivering.

“Such a naughty boy. Getting kinkier every day, y'know that?“

Harry returns your comment with a coy grin, tilting his head forward so that your fingertips dig deeper against his throat, bruising himself in the process and smiling as he feels the marks blossoming. He softens his eyes into looking all watery and innocent, but you can see a devilish glint in the specks of gold that shimmer in his irises.

“And you’re a pretty little thing with a tight cunt and a knack for returning my kinks. Did you know that?”

Pitch: I am not a failure!

Jack: Hiccup, what is it that you call it when somebody tries to do something but doesn’t succeed?

Hiccup: Uh, that would in fact be a failure.

completelytwitterpated  asked:

HI HI HI OMG I REALLY LOVE YOUR SHINEE and MX HOLDING HANDS EVEN THO UR JUST FRIENDS THING HUHU (TBH I LOVE YOU AND YOUR WRITING IN GENERAL LIKE U INSPIRE ME TO WRITE thank u for taking the time to do all this ahhh) I was wondering if you could write one for GOT7?! love those boys to death ahhh

org req: what would mx do if you were to randomly hold their hand while you guys are walking down the street, but you’re just friends? (They like you and you like them but you’re not dating)?

JB seems like he’d kind of get a little embarrassed and sort of not hold your hand back just because he’d be unsure of the situation and if you wanted him to react. You’d maybe ask him if it’s too awkward for you to hold his hand and he’d be like “No, it’s just,,,,,,do you want me to hold your back?” and you’d just be like yes oh my god Jaebum that’s what I want and he’d be like oh! well then I could do that. I think you’d see JB’s super soft side come out.

Mark would wordlessly move his hand so that instead of you just holding his, he can entwine your fingers together. You’d be a little startled, but Mark would regard it really calmly because hey - you initiated this, why not make it as romantic as possible? Mark has a lot of moves up his sleeve. 

Jackson would try to contain his excitement, but his palm is getting sweaty and all of a sudden he’s skipping instead of walking and you’d giggle into your free palm because Jackson seems over the clouds just with hand holding and you’d sort of wonder would he just combust if you kissed him on the cheek? Yes, yes he would. 

Jinyoung would give you a look, a kind of questioning and curious look. You might slow down and he’d sort of ask you, straightforwardly if you’re holding his hand because you think you’re going to get lost or for the other obvious reason. When you give your answer, Jinyoung will kind of look at your hand before smiling to himself and gripping your palm in his a little tighter. 

Youngjae would get scared and assume something is happening and be like “Ah- is everything ok? Did someone scare you?” and you’d be like “No, I just,,,,,,,your hand looked soft so I wanted to hold it.” and Youngjae would get a little pink in the face but say something silly like “O-oh it’s not that soft,,,,,,” because he’d be a little shy but you’d just laugh and be like “Really? I think it is!” which would make him get even more soft but it’d be adorable. 

Bambam would try and play oblivious and chill, but inside he’s probably losing it. He’d at some point be like “Do you want to switch hands, just this one is getting a little hot?” and you’d look up at him and that’s when Bambam would crack and be like “We don’t have to switch, please keep holding my hand.”  

Yugyeom would giggle and start humming to himself in happiness and he’d kind of think you’re just being playful but if you bring up his hand and kiss the top of his palm he’d maybe hiccup in surprise but then go straight back to giggling. He’d be really happy though, because finally you guys get to do cute couple like things (and Jinyoung isn’t there to prevent it I mean what?)

Hiccups

sometimes in a person’s life, they will get hiccups and maybe some don’t. Humans, no matter what, hate hiccups. some of their friends /will/ make fun of them because of it. 

so what if one day, an alien met with a human that have hiccups? and the first thing that they thought is, “oh no human-mary is broken!” and cue of humans have to explain that hiccups is perfectly a normal thing that humans do.