shut up astrid

I love how the twins will quote distant cousins (for example Sad Larry, their third cousin twice removed), and I wonder if Hiccup will ever do the same thing as a joke (but like…with Snotlout)

Imagine Astrid making some snarky (yet good-natured) comment at Hiccup, possibly about an invention gone awry after several warnings, and he just shoots back

“As my first cousin once said:

‘Shut up, Astrid.’”

Title: The Gang At An Inn

Prompt: Gang at the inn.

Fandom: How To Train Your Dragon

Pairing: No pairings.

Word Count: 1342

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Profanity, sexual references.

Disclaimer: I don’t own the source material in this fanfic. That’s to whatever company or person owns it. I would never claim to own it.

Notes: There are probable influences from fandom and whatnot in this story. This is a story based off conversations I’ve had with @whosthatgal about the Dragon Riders at an inn. An example of what I mean is here. This fic takes place during Race to the Edge. There are references to scenes from Parks and Recreation and Brooklyn Nine-Nine and The Office! Well, scenes based off/inspired scenes from those shows. 

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New Drabble...Complicated Hiccstrid

What do you do when you have too much homework and should be studying for exams?  In my case, it’s apparently write saddish Hiccstrid drabbles.

Takes place during RTTE, after their encounter with Viggo.  Obviously not canon in any way, but an idea I had to get out of my head.  Characters may seem a bit OOC but I justify it since they are all under a lot of pressure.

I had fun with this.  Not sure if I’ll continue it, but maybe I’ll be inspired to.

Rated T


Why?!  Why do we need to talk here?!” he cried.

Hiccup sat in the stream, his knees crossed in a futile effort to maintain his dignity.  Ten paces away on land stood Astrid, fully clothed but holding herself as though she too was on display.  She looked uncharacteristically timid, while he was unusually sullen.

She sighed.  “Well…you’ve been avoiding me all day, and this is the only place I could think of where you wouldn’t run away.”

He frowned deeply.  “Because I’m naked?”

She shrugged, suddenly feeling embarrassed.  “Yeah, that, and….”, her eyes motioned towards his prosthetic, which lay on the rocks nearby.

After following her gaze, he looked back at her, glaring.  “That’s a low blow…” he muttered.

Astrid held her hands up in surrender. “I’m sorry!  But we really do need to talk.”

Hiccup scoffed.  “No, Astrid, we don’t.  I tried to talk to you before you left for Berk, remember?  I tried to talk to you when you came back.  And now you want to talk?”

“Yes!”, she insisted as she shifted uncomfortably. “I do.”

“Well, that’s great”, Hiccup drawled sardonically.  “Funny thing though; I don’t.”

He slowly moved towards the edge of the stream, releasing a deep exhale.

“We’re done”, he announced flatly.

He braced himself on a rock and awkwardly stood to lean against the stone.  Grabbing his clothes, he draped his tunic over his lap as his put on the prosthetic.

Astrid paled.  “W-what do you mean “we’re done”?”, her voice beginning to rise in panic. “Done with what?”

Hiccup rolled his eyes incredulously.  “This!” he shouted, gesturing wildly between them.  “What ever this is!”

She shook her head vigorously as she approached him slowly.  “Hiccup…no….”  

Standing up, he took several steps back.  “You say you care about me…that you trust me.”  

“I do!” she asserted.

He ignored her, moving his arms for emphasis. “And then you hide things from me!  Making plans behind my back with Heather, which by the way, could have killed somebody.”

She dropped her gaze to the ground, ashamed.  Her arms tightened around her frame.

“And then”, he continued dourly, “everything changed.  Suddenly I never see you anymore.”  Shaking his head, he turned on his heels and walked into the woods.

Astrid groaned in exasperation, her patience running thin.  “That’s not fair; I was giving you space!” she shouted to him, her breath quickening as she tried to keep up with him.  “You were obviously upset, and I get that…but every time you looked at me l just felt so…guilty.”

“Huh, isn’t that something?”, he scoffed over his shoulder, dripping with sarcasm.  “You put your team in peril, lied to us…lied to me…and my eyes are what made you feel bad?  Not because what you did was stupid and selfish?”

Astrid clinched her jaw, growing weary of the same argument.  “Hiccup, please…I know…I said I was sorry and I am.”  Stepping over weaving ground roots, she was now within arms reach of him.  “I know things have been weird lately, but it seemed like we were getting past it.”

Hiccup stopped abruptly and turned, causing her to nearly bump into his chest.  She quickly withdrew when she saw his stern expression.

He considered her for a moment, eyes scanning her features, breathing heavily from his hurried pace.  “Yeah, Astrid, I was getting over it.”  He shrugged dismissively. “Fine, you lied, you had your reasons…whatever.  I still couldn’t believe that you, of all people, would keep something like that from me.  But I thought “hey everyone makes a bad decision; it wont happen again.””

As Astrid began to open her mouth to interject, he quickly waved his hand to silence her.  “And then you do it again!  Sneaking around the island, hiding out in your hut, refusing to see anyone, and then you get up and leave…no explanation! Just gone.  And then, more than a week later mind you, you finally come back…and don’t think we need to know what you were doing?”.  He looked her up and down, eyes studying her closely.  “You say you went to Berk, but did you? Really?”

Her cheeks reddened in offense.  “Yes, I went to Berk!”, she barked back, matching his volume.  “You can ask your dad, ask my parents, ask anyone!  Where else would I have gone?!”

Hiccup’s face darkened, and his voice lowered.  “I don’t know, Astrid.  And that’s the problem.  For the first time, I have no idea what you are going to do…”.  He added quietly, “…or who you are.”

He turned away and continued walking in long strides.  Within seconds, Astrid was in pursuit and sped up behind him.  Their trail was becoming harder to see at the sun continued to set.

“Wait, Hiccup, please just hear me out”, she begged.  “I’ll tell you what happened, why I had to go to Berk…Gods, would you stop running away from me so that I can tell…”

“Damn it, Astrid, shut up!”  

The shout filled the air, his back still to her as he slowed to a stop.  Narrow shoulders were tense; fists tightly clenched.

The silence was surreal; Astrid couldn’t hear anything beyond her own breath.  Eyes wide and mouth frozen in mid-speech.  She was shocked, and hurt, and enraged.  No one had ever said that to her.  For Hiccup, kind and gentle Hiccup, to be the first and only…that was more than she could process.

Taken aback by his own outburst, Hiccup glanced over his shoulder and took in her pained expression.  Looking away, his brow furrowed and his rage turned to melancholy.  “Just….stop.” he pleaded quietly.  “This is pointless.  It’s getting dark and I’m going back to my hut.  You…you should do the same.”

As he marched towards the Edge, Astrid was unable to move.  Her legs shook, muscles tightly clinched.  Her heart rate increased and she fought the desire to chase after him…to either kiss him until he felt her remorse or slug him for daring to disrespect her.  But knowing that neither was acceptable, she could only remain still as she watched him disappear behind the trees.  She released a trembling breath, and she blinked back hot tears that began to form.

The last few months had been difficult enough.  She feared for her best friend’s safety, and was wracked with guilt for keeping the truth from her team…from Hiccup.  Worried about Dagur, and dragon hunters.  Viggo.  Grieving the loss of her childhood home, coming to terms with her limitations as a protector for Berk.  She had been struggling to be civil with her teammates, and couldn’t contain her resentment for their immaturity.  How could they be so carefree when everything around them was going to Hel?

She had two things in her life that kept her sane: Stormfly and Hiccup.  Since coming to Dragon’s Edge, her relationship with the latter had rapidly progressed.  Three years of flirtation and chaste kisses quickly developed into a mature and comfortable relationship.  She had always enjoyed their emotional bond, and how they challenged each other intellectually…but the physical nature of their union added a whole other layer.  Away from the scrutiny of their parents, it seemed like the next logical step in their journey together.  It was exciting in it’s own right, a secret that they both shared.  There were no labels or expectations forced upon them, and their nights together helped to soothe the uncertainty in their lives.

But now?  It was gone.  She had lost a lover, and worse, a friend.  All because one bad decision led to another, and then another.  The strain that her initial deceit inflicted on their relationship was painful, and the stress of it made Astrid ill.  She couldn’t eat, tossed and turned in her sleep, and her already hair-trigger temper was somehow even worse.  Then she would cry, which only made her more angry.  It was easy to attribute everything to being under excessive pressure…perhaps even depressed.  But when it became apparent that her reliable biology was affected, she panicked.  She didn’t want to burden Hiccup yet, especially over what could be a false alarm.  His ego was shattered over his recent loss to Viggo and he was abnormally agitated because of it.  So she took it upon herself to go to Berk to get answers.  An examination by Gothi confirmed what she already knew.  

For the first time since facing the Flightmare, Astrid was terrified.  She spent the last week obsessing over Hiccup’s reaction, but she hadn’t considered that their journey together could come to an end.  Staring at the path he took, her hand subconsciously traveled over her stomach, resting beneath her naval.  For the first time since she learned what the future had in store, she was not only afraid of the fragile life growing within her, but afraid for it as well.

reylo-of-light-blog  asked:

Also... If you take requests for fanfiction... I could really use just a little hiccstrid drabble. Or miraculous even! Been really down lately but those dorks always make me smile and you write beautifully!

Thank you!! I’ve never really gotten a fanfiction request but I just now posted a new chapter on my Wattpad I have little over 400 chapters you can read whenever you feel down :) But here’s a lil’ chapter to bring your mood up ;)


The early morning sun rose over Dragon’s Edge and as every morning, Tuffnut and Ruffnut greeted it with open arms and a great serenade. Or, at least, that’s what they thought.

“Gooooooood morning, Dragon’s Edge!” Was heard through the horn and Hiccup groaned, pulling his pillow over his head. “I swear, if these muttonheads do this tomorrow morning, I’m gonna put them under lockdown,” He muttered and heard Toothless’ groan.

The door opened to his hut and he jolted up, pillow flying across the room. “Wha-huh-who…?” He fumbled, taken off guard.

“Good morning, Hiccup!” Astrid half-yelled with a laugh as she walked up the stairs to his room, a big smile on her face and her arms open wide.

“Wow, you’re in a great mood today,” He said, not amused at all. Astrid laughed at him and picked up the pillow from the floor, throwing it to him. “Well, of course I’m in a great mood. It’s a special day today!” She exclaimed happily, smiling and walking up to her betrothed.

The twins were heard in the background, talking about the cold weather the winter had brought them. “Special day?” Hiccup asked and watched Astrid as she sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at him curiously.

“It’s someone birthday today,” She said in a sing-song voice, scooting closer to him. Hiccup’s face dropped. “Seriously?” He asked. “You know how much I hate my birthda-ahaha!!” Astrid cut him off by starting to tickle him.

He bursts out laughing and holding his stomach while trying to pry her hands off of him so he could breathe.

Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Fishlegs and Snotlout all showers up at the door. “Aaaaaaand! Guess who’s brithday it is-!”

“I swear, Tuffnut, if you don’t shut up, I’m gonna break your nose,” Snotlout said and held up his fist at him. Ruffnut laughed and pointed at him. “What? Like when, “Thor’s Mighty Hammer,” met your paper jaw?“ She asked.

"I-he-we- Shut up, Ruffnut.”

Astrid pulled her hands away from Hiccup’s sides and let him breathe.

The other’s walked up the stairs after closing the door and stood at the staircase. “Happy birthday, Hiccup,” they all said and he smiled, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

“You guys know how much I hate my birthday,” He said slowly and looked at everyone. “We know, Hiccup, but you’re turning nineteen and it has to be celebrated. And, this year is leap year so it’s actually your birthday!” Fishlegs said happily.

“Is it really?” Hiccup asked and looked at Astrid. She nodded, “Last time I checked, you’re still the youngest of us all,” She said and Hiccup raised an eyebrow as if questioning her. “Happy Birthday, my little 4,5 year old,” Astrid said and wrapped her arm around his shoulder with a laugh.

“Four and-a-half?!” Hiccup exclaimed. “Not really,” Astrid started. “You’re still older than all of us but you’re 4,5 in leap years. Congratulations!” She said and pulled away.

One by one, they went forward to give their gifts to Hiccup and he had a smile on his face during the entire gift opening because he never knew he would get this one day.

A happy life, best friends and being betrothed. To the Astrid Hofferson. He never imagined he’d get any of it but he did.


Evening fell over Dragon’s Edge and everyone were walking home from a great dinner that Fishlegs had made. It wasn’t as good as when Heather used to be there to cook but it was close to it so no one really complained.

Hiccup walked out of the Club House, breathing in the cold and chilly air. Astrid trotted out of the Club House to catch up to her boyfriend and slipped her hand into his when she reached him.

Hiccup turned his head to look at her and she smiled at him. A smile tugged its way onto his lips and he smiled down at her, squeezing her hand.

Astrid looked forwards, her eyes full of love. “It’s been a great day,” She said before looking up at Hiccup. He nodded and they started to walk again. “Indeed it has been.”

Silence settled over them as they walked but it wasn’t awkward. It was a rather comfortable silence. Neither of them said anything until Hiccup reached his hut. “I had a great day, Astrid. Thank you,” He said and leaned down, pressing a kiss to her cheek.

She looked up at him with a raised brow. “What are you talking about? I’m coming in,” She said and pulled the hatch for the door. “Oh,” was all Hiccup managed to get out before he was pulled into the hut.

Astrid smiled at him and let go of his hand, walking up to one of his chests and opening it, taking out a wrapped gift.

“I hid this before I walked up to you this morning. I wanted to give this to you while we were alone,” She said and a small blush smeared itself over her cheeks and nose.

Hiccup sighed and walked up to her, placing his hands on her arms. “M'lady, you didn’t have to get me anything. None of you did. I’ve told you before. Having you is the greatest gift I could get.”

“I know but I felt bad about not giving you something when you gave me the Betrothal Pendant so I wanted to give something to you for your birthday,” The blonde explained and looked up at the young man in front of her.

Hiccup smiled down at her. “Thank you, Astrid. I appreciate it.”

She smiled before hanging him the leather bound gift. “Here. It took me some time to get an idea of what to give you and I’m not sure if you’ll like it but here it is,” She said, a little embarrassed.

Hiccup looked at her and took the gift, holding it with one hand. He placed his left hand on her cheek and gave her a small smile before leaning down and pressing a kiss to her lips.

He pulled away and started to untie the strings around the gift. Once the strings came off, the leather did too and Hiccup’s breath caught in his throat.

“You don’t like it?” Astrid asked and looked at him. Hiccup’s head jerked up and he looked at her. “Are you serious? I love it!” He said and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, hugging her tightly.

It was a wooden carving of Toothless and Stormfly flying in a circle with them on their backs, kissing. It wasn’t very detailed but it was detailed enough to see what it was going to represent and who was who and where things were in it.

Astrid hugged back, her arms wrapping around his back. “I’m glad you like it. Took me some time to find a person that could carve it out but I ended up going to your father. I know how much he likes doing it and he was glad to help me,” Astrid said softly into his shoulder.

Hiccup pulled away and walked over to the table, putting down the carving, the strings and the leather.

He walked back over to Astrid and enveloped her in a big dragon hug, never wanting to let her go. “Thank you, Astrid,” He whispered into her neck. She nodded into his shoulder and the two stayed like that, just enjoying each other’s presence.


Sorry if this sucks. I had no idea what to write so this came out. I hope this made you a little happier, @astrid-horrendous-haddock !!

Am I the only one who gets really annoyed when people complain about Astrid’s look in httyd2? Like when they complain: “Astrid sux because she’s made to pretty!!!111!! Just compare her to Ruffnut and Valka!!1!”

It’s pretty obvious she’s going to be better dressed than Valka, the crazy, feral dragon lady who’s had little to no contact with people for twenty years. As for Ruffnut, Astrid is the future (and at the end of the movie the) Chief’s fiancé. Thats the highest you can get on the social ladder next to being the Chief itself. She’s clearly going to be dressed nicer than Ruffnut who is in a lower class of society. 

Just compare Stoick and Gobber, the Chief and the Blacksmith of the village.

Big difference even though they’re best friends, huh? 

Astrid is one of the most complex and interesting female characters i’ve ever witnessed and you all trash on her cause she decided she can be pretty and kick ass at the same time.

Here, have a zombie apocalypse Hiccstrid drabble. I basically just bastardized a scene from the Walking Dead. Enjoy!

They busted open the door, Hiccup and Astrid pushing through slowly, their weapons drawn in preparation to fight off anything that might come towards them. But the room was dark and quiet. Toothless poked his canine head in between Hiccup’s and Astrid’s bodies. He gave a sniff to the air and seemed to deem it safe, trotting inside on three legs.

Astrid shook her head, while Hiccup smiled, dropping his gun to his side and following his best friend in. Astrid glanced behind. She let out a soft whistle, and out of hiding came the others; Snotlout, Fishlegs, and the twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut.

“I am eighty-seven percent sure this place is crawling with the dead,” Fishlegs said shakily, looking around as he walked inside with the others.

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