im a hiccup

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OK THIS IS KIND OF SHAMEFUL I SHOULDV JUST LEFT I ON MY PERSONAL TWITTER LMAO. theres a backstory to this.

so on deviantart i found some kids novice ms paint edits of the kids as weird mermaid dragons so i like. unironically fell in love with them. because i love stuff like that. so i drew the first snotlout as fanart of their stuff to be nice…TURNS OUT THEY POSTED THOSE 7 YRS AGO WHOOPS, wasnt gonna send them it anymore lmao.

anyway i just kept drawing fanart of them after that because i dont know whats good for me :T

anonymous asked:

kiss prompt #8 please? YOUR WRITING IS AMAZINGGG

Gah, THANK YOU!!!!! I hope you like this. I feel like I’m getting better at these kiss prompts. I felt horribly awkward when I first started writing them but I think I’m improving.

I’m so torn between writing prompts and working on one of my longer fics, but I’m loving doing the prompts right now and I can’t help myself.


8. In the dark kiss

It was Astrid who had pulled Hiccup into the cupboard looking to avoid the questioning glances of their fellow Vikings.

Technically, they hadn’t yet gone public with their relationship, though Hiccup had nervously stuttered out the words to his father earlier that day. The large man had laughed, clapped his son on the back and pulled Astrid in for a bone crushing hug. The two young Vikings had asked Stoick to keep the news to himself for the moment, but fueled by strong ale and the high spirits of the celebration, Stoick had let slip his excitement for the young couple to Gobber… and any other Viking within earshot.

Seeing Mrs Ack heading over, with a mischievous glint in her eye, Astrid had pulled Hiccup away, to hide until the gossipy woman had moved on to another victim.

They laughed as they hid in the small confines of the cupboard. The alcoholic buzz making the situation seem all the more hilarious.

Hiccup reached out a hand to steady himself, knocking into Astrid.

“Sorry.” He kept his hand on her shoulder. The closet was dark. Hiccup could only just make out Astrid’s silhouette against the soft light that filtered in through the crack in the door.

He could feel Astrid’s hands snaking around his waist as the laughter died down. Any moment someone could open the door and spoil the moment.

Hiccup let his slide up the soft skin of Astrid’s neck, momentarily cupping her chin, before continuing its upwards path.  He stroked her silky hair, Astrid did not often wear it loose, tucking a strand behind her ear.

He could feel her eyelashes fluttering beneath his fingertips as he traced down her face. A dip – the dimple by the side of her mouth. Hiccup could feel the upwards curve, even if he couldn’t see it. Astrid was smiling.

He let his thumb run over her plump lower lip, feeling the warm exhale of air as she sighed.

Leaning forwards, Hiccup closed his eyes.

He bumped her nose. “I uh, meant to do that.” He could feel Astrid’s shoulders shaking with silent laughter. Her hair swayed gently, the strands brushing his hand as she shook her head. Hiccup could almost see her rolling her eyes. He tipped his head lower, this time capturing her lips.

Hiccup could taste the ale she’d consumed, a mix of bitter and sweet on her tongue. Astrid’s mouth moved eagerly against his. Her hands tangled in his hair. Neither of them could see what they were doing. It was all clumsy fumbling and nervous giggling into each other’s mouths.

The door was suddenly opened, bathing the couple in light from the nearby torches.

“Stoick’s lookin’ fer you two.” Gobber stood awkwardly in the corridor. He looked the couple up and down. Hiccup and Astrid had sprung apart as the door opened. Now they made a move to exit from the cupboard.

“You ah, might want to fix yerselves up first.” Gobber gestured towards Hiccup’s mess of hair and crooked tunic with his tankard hand. He laughed to himself as he turned away. “Oi Stoick! I found them!”

Hiccup and Astrid dancing at their wedding (using Stoick and Valka’s dance as a reference) :)

THIS 

HONESTLY THIS??? “I CANT EVEN IMAGINE WHAT THIS MUST BE LIKE FOR YOU”??? UM???? YES??? HE FUCKING CAN???? HE? LOST? A? LEG??? ITS NOT THE SAME THING BUT HE AT LEAST UNDERSTANDS HOW IT FEELS TO BE PHYSICALLY HANDICAPPED? 

an important moment. it’s always a good time when hiccup gets called out and he’s able to look at himself and grow. an even better time when it’s snotlout who gets to call him out. Anyway, if we’re to take the all the spin-offs as one canon, i’d like to believe this is the moment when hiccup starts to see dragons a little differently, they’re all companions and individuals, and just as valuable as toothless is to him

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19 AUS FOR JUSTINE :: Big Four In Storybrooke [14/19]

A GIANT-ASS THANK YOU TO BEYOURSOLDIER WHO HELPED PLAN THE AU AND WRITE THE LONG DESCRIPTION BELOW THIS WOULD NOT BE POSSIBLE WITHOUT YOUR AMAZINGNESS

HICCUP HADDOCK III. Was raised in a family legendary for their skills in hunting for sport - something Hiccup has never excelled in. After disappointing his father once again when actually adopting an animal he finds in the forest (and naming him Toothless, of all things!), Hiccup is demoted to help run Gobber’s auto shop. One day Granny calls him in to repair a broken stove and (with much awkward fumbling and maybe a little deja vu) he meets a red-headed waitress named Merida.

MERIDA DUNBROCH. Works at Granny’s Diner to save up for the day she gets to see the world beyond Storybrooke’s boundaries (despite her mother’s disapproval). When not at work, she runs out into the woods and practices her archery. One afternoon, she breaks her compound bow and (having no where else to go) decides to seek the local mechanic’s help. Hiccup agrees to fix the bow, which in turn leads to an unlikely friendship (that seems to be a bit too familiar to both of them).

JACK FROST. Having no known relatives in Storybrooke, he lives with the Bennett family who was kind enough to take him in. Widely avoided in town (though no one really understood why they felt the urge to ignore him), he’s been known to be a bit of a loner. Currently part of the staff of the mental ward in which Belle was kept in secret. Was sometimes assigned to her cell, and found himself being especially nice and offering her extra pudding because she reminded him of a little girl he thinks he might have known (Hint: Emma). One day he goes to pick Sophie up from daycare when lo and behold he meets a blonde girl named Rapunzel.

RAPUNZEL CORONA. Adopted and raised by Mother Gothel, who runs Storybrooke’s daycare center. She frequently takes over the place when Gothel leaves to run errands. It is here where she befriends a boy named Jack Frost, who (since then) starts to visit the daycare more and more frequently …to help care for the children, of course. (Surprisingly, he is amazing with kids.) When not at the center, she mostly stays stuck in her room or by the house where she likes to draw the citizens who pass by or the wildflowers that grow by the water.

Spending this (ridiculously hot) evening painting.