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MEGA DOAÇÃO DE CAPAS DO PROJETO FLY-HIGH (parte #1)
Olá, jogadores! A MSBY voltou para doar mais capas de Haikyuu feitas pelos nossos incríveis levantadores, afinal, hoje é um dia especial! 19 de agosto é o Dia Oficial de Haikyuu!! no Japão, porque "Haikyu" também pode ser reescrito como 8.1.9 {Ha = hachi = 8} {i = ichi = 1} {kyu = kyu = 9}
PS. A gente procura qualquer motivo para incentivar e ajudar vocês a escreverem fics de Haikyuu, né? <3
REGRAS:
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PARTE UM (ESTE POST) | PARTE DOIS (CLIQUE AQUI)
CAPAS FEITAS POR ACKRSAYS: LEIA AS PREFERÊNCIAS E REGRAS AQUI
1. Dó, Ré, Mi, Fá, Só quero você! (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Sakuatsu
2. Para minha estrela, com amor (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Bokuaka
3. Quando as luzes se apagam
Personagens/shipp: Kuroken
4. E se as nuvens fossem algodão doce? (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Bokuto
5. (Sem título) (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Bokuro
CAPAS FEITAS POR ANAHARAE: LEIA AS PREFERÊNCIAS E REGRAS AQUI
6. Cuidando do meu sobrinho por um dia (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Atsumu e Bebê Kita
Fanarts: suncelia-art
7. (Sem título) (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Asanoya
Fanarts: dreamingpartone
8. Smell like Coffee
Personagens/shipp: Iwaoi
9. Say Something (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Kageyama + Personagem feminina
10. Ocitocina (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Kagehina
11. Love your smell (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Kenma
Fanarts: sweetshrubs
12. Break all the rules
Personagens/shipp: Hinata
Fanarts: alioszas
13. Eu me apaixonei por saturno (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Kagehina
14. Last Friday Night (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Bokuaka
CAPAS FEITAS POR CAESARINOX: LEIA AS PREFERÊNCIAS E REGRAS AQUI
15. Como adotar o Kenma
Personagens/shipp: Kenma
Fanarts: tamoru
16. A sombra do outono em meio aos nossos pecados (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Hinata
17. A volta a Itália
Personagens/shipp: Kagehina
Fanarts: tamoru
18. (Sem título)
Personagens/shipp: Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Yachi, Hinata e Kageyama
Fanarts: tamoru
19. Como irritar o Iwaizumi (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Iwaoi
Fanarts: nikkiyan
20. Photograph
Personagens/shipp: Sakuatsu
Fanarts: queenkeiji
CAPAS FEITAS POR CHAMELYON: LEIA AS PREFERÊNCIAS E REGRAS AQUI
21. Cruel Summer (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Atsumu + Personagem feminina
Fanarts: suncelia-art
22. Lar Doce Lar (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Hinata
Fanarts: estereggz
23. On My Own (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Yamaguchi
Fanarts: soktokki
24. The Office (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Sakusa, Bokuto, Hinata e Atsumu
Fanarts: suncelia-art
#haikyuu#hq#fly high fanfics#spirit fanfics#capas para doação#capa divertida#capa clean#capa anime#capa de fanfic#capa dark#capa romântica#msby#sakuatsu#bokuaka#kuroken#atsumu miya#kita shinsuke#baby kita#asanoya#iwaoi#kageyama tobio#imagine#hinata shoyo#kenma kozume#kagehina#tsukishima kei#yamaguchi tadashi#yachi hitoka#sakusa kiyoomi#bokuto koutaro
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Sob a Floresta + Playing by Heart
･.｡.:*･ pedido de capa pelo proj. @flyhighpjct (09/03) e pessoal (21/03), para @crixscully. Em caso de inspiração, dê os devidos créditos. Abra para uma melhor resolução, e respostando a primeira capa pq eu simplesmente APAGUEI O POST SEM QUERER MDS DO CÉU
#moonwo#hetera#capa para fanfic#capa para social spirit#capa spirit#capa de fic#capa colorida#capa romântica#capa para fic#capa design#capa de spirit#capa de fanfic#capa spirit fanfics#capa para spirit#capa social spirit#luka couffaine#chloe bourgeois#miraculous ladybug#pedido pessoal#kuroo testuro#haikyuu!!#fly high
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🍙 monstros a espreita
capa para o projeto @flyhighpjct
fanart por suncelia
inspirado em @aestuantic
em caso de inspiração, deixe os créditos
#lunybae#capa para spirit#capa para fanfic#capa para spirit fanfics#design simples#capa spirit fanfics#capa fanfic#capa para social spirit#capa de fanfic#capa simples#capa clean#design clean#capa anime#anime design#haikyuu#fly high
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Capinha entregue no @flyhighpjct
Espetáculo
#capa anime#capa social spirit#capa de fanfic#capa romântica#capa texturizada#capa haikyuu#haikyuu#oikage#capa oikage#kageyama tobio#oikawa tooru#fly high#kenjicopy
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Full Fanfic Masterlist
🌊. The Onyro's Demon | Blue Eye Samurai x Male Reader
Description || More about You || Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4 || Chapter 5 || Chapter 6 || Chapter 7 || Chapter 8
Also read here: Wattpad || Quotev
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🐉.Fly High Dragon King | How To Train Your Dragon X Male Reader
Description || More about you || Prologue || Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4 || Chapter 5 || Chapter 6 || Chapter 7
Also read here: Wattpad || Quotev!
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🌺.CELESTIA'S DIVIINITY | GENSHIN X MALE GOD READER
Description || More about you || More about the Family || Prologue || Chapter 1 ||
Also read here: Wattpad || Quotev
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🌑. NYCTOPHILLIA | DEMON SLAYER X MALE READER
Description || More about you || Chapter 1
Also read here: Wattpad || Quotev
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🎵.Of A Melody there once was | Ouran Highschool Host Club x Male reader
Description || Prologue || Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3
Also read here: Wattpad || Quotev
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🌠.The Second Star is Born (Y/n's backstory) | A Twisted Wonderland x Male Reader
Description || Chapter 1 || Chapter 2
Also read here: Wattpad || Quotev
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💀.Mentally Unstable Occult | Yandere Tokyo Revengers x Male reader
Description || About you || Prologue
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Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!
#🪸.mermaid time#🪸.mermaid fanfics#🪸.mermaid fanfic masterlist#🌊. The Onyro's Demon | Blue Eye Samurai x Male Reader#🐉.Fly High Dragon King | How To Train Your Dragon X Male Reader#🌺.Celestias Divinity | Genshin x God Male reader#🌑. nyctophillia | demon slayer x male reader#🎵. of a melody there once was | ohshc x male reader#🌠.the second star is born (y/ns backstory) | twisted wonderland x male reader#💀.Mentally Unstable Occult | Yandere Tokyo Revengers x Male reader#x male reader#x reader#genshin impact#genshin#ouran highschool host club#ohshc#demon slayer#kny#twisted wonderland#twst#tokyo revengers#tokrev#how to train your dragon#httyd#blue eye samurai
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finally got a version of this ficlet that i liked! i’ll do another round of edits before i post it to ao3 but, for now, here it is :)
Deep in the Dreaming, a raven mourns another raven.
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A beeswax candle. A brass candle holder carved in the shape of a tree. A sprig of fragrant jasmine. This is what Lucienne lays on the small round table in her chambers.
Once they’re arranged precisely so, Lucienne lights the candle and takes a seat. She’s careful, but the rasp of chair legs against the floorboards still makes her flinch. She watches the curl of smoke as the delicate scent of the beeswax settles deep into her lungs.
“Jessamy,” she starts, the exhalation of air from her mouth sending the flame flickering. And then Lucienne doesn’t know what to say next.
Frustration seizes Lucienne, easier to confront, easier to sink talons into than the anguish turning her body into an ocean: Lucienne has lost so many people in her immortal life, and yet sometimes her hands still do not know how to hold the shape of her grief. How can her shoulders still buckle under its weight? How can her bones, having had so much time to grow steely against pain, still betray her so bitterly?
Jessamy had children in her first life, Lucienne remembers. Three of them. With her bright eyes and ferocious spirit.
You were not the last people to love your mother, Lucienne tries to tell their far-flung ghosts. She knew Jessamy for centuries and it still was not enough. You were not the last people to lose her.
Lucienne has gotten along well with each of Morpheus’s ravens, has considered all of them to be competent successors to the role she herself used to fulfill. But she loved Jessamy. Jessamy was no mere amicable compatriot; she was a friend, confidant, someone Lucienne would choose for her flock every day until the stars blinked out and the moon fell from the sky.
But it was Jessamy who fell before the moon did.
Lucienne feels a sharp pang of self-reproach. Doesn’t Jessamy deserve more than a dignified grief, sterile sorrow? Even if Lucienne learned how to shore herself up against loss over the years, would that truly have been better? They all deserve more than that, the countless people Lucienne has loved and lost while her ever-beating heart continued on. Jessamy is worth every twist of the knife, every ocean waded through on shaking legs.
Lucienne looks up at the shifting cosmos swirling across her bedroom ceiling. “The sky has taken you home,” she whispers, voice cracking. “May you be well in its embrace. Fly safe, dear friend, and fly strong.”
Tears burn like novas, streaking down her cheeks, and splatter onto the smooth dark wood of the table.
No matter what form Lucienne wears, some part of her will always have wings. Somewhere, in another universe, in a kinder timeline, she is flying beside Jessamy.
In this one, Lucienne weeps for her friend.
#i’m especially proud of the last couple paragraphs ☺️#jessamy the raven#the sandman fanfic#the sandman fanfiction#sunbreak writes#fic: fly you high
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Fic - "As We Were" (Part IV, 'World That's Been and Gone' series)
Don't put your love on the run
When you're starin' down the loaded gun
Part IV in the "Been and Gone" series! Liam and Noel finally (FINALLY) come together.
Chapter 3 is up!!
(Previous stories in the series here)
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(TENTATIVE) posting schedule! Subject to change per my whims!
Ch1 - posted
Ch2 - posted
Ch 3 - posted
T 1/31 - Ch4
F 2/3 - Ch 5
T 2/7 - Ch 6
F 2/10 - Ch 7
T 2/14 - Ch 8
F 2/17 - Ch 9
T 2/21 - Ch 10
F 2/24 - Ch 11
T 2/28 - Ch 12
F 3/3 - Epilogue
#world that's been and gone#gcest#gallaghercest#oasis RPF#fanfiction#fanfic#RPF#Noel Gallagher's High Flying DIVORCE#he handles it well!#hahahah jk he fucking loses his shit immediately
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Anastase - Kagehina
Um perrengue pode ser o fim do mundo para alguns, enquanto para outros é apenas mais um ocorrido. Hinata quase perde o chão ao ver o trabalho de toda a sua equipe arruinada por um vendaval. Mas graças a esse ocorrido ele pode conhecer Kageyama e lhe dar uma pequena flor, que não pareceu ser grande coisa à primeira vista, contudo, ela salvou o dia mais difícil da vida de Tobio. Carinho, empatia e amizade, as três coisas que as flores de Hinata sempre esbanjam, tal como o criador delas.
Espero que gostem dessa história e CAPA linda e maravilhosa!
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Fandom: The Song of Achilles
Pairing: Achilles/Patroclus
Chapter 22: Burning Hour is up! Achilles struggles to come to terms with Iphigenia's sacrifice, but he and Patroclus still find comfort in each other.
Read on AO3 | Read from the beginning
Achilles paced about the shore. The swelling of the tide lapped at his toes, washing away his footsteps. The wet sand reflected the dim light of early morning, and silky strands of seaweed bobbed back and forth with every wave.
The camp hadn’t properly woken up just yet. The celebrations the previous night had drawn on until late, and most of the men were still drunkenly asleep. The army would be stirred from its torpor, though, before long, Achilles was sure. The generals wouldn’t let another hour go to waste before setting off to Troy. They’d all been on this beach for far too long, after all.
In the distance, Achilles could discern the small mount where the altar still stood. The ashes of the pyre were stark white, coldly so, against the brightening sky.
Familiar tendrils of anger and disgust coiled in his gut.
“Cowards,” he muttered quietly, half to himself.
Thetis stirred behind him. She was sitting by the shore, where the waves broke. Her white feet and ankles seemed to be disappearing into the water, the fabric of her dress pooling around her form.
Achilles turned to face her. His pulse beat thick on his tongue. After seeing Clytemnestra off, he’d only had a few hours of fitful sleep. After he had awoken, Patroclus had relayed to him Odysseus' words from the night before.
Odysseus placed Diomedes where he was on purpose, Patroclus had said. You could not have seen him.
Achilles had heard him out dully. His heart felt bruised, like it had been trampled into the dirt. She is dead, all the same, he'd said.
In the end, he’d left Patroclus in the tent, and walked along the water’s edge until his mother came to meet him. She was watching him now, the golden flecks in her eyes sharp against the pitch black of her irises.
“Conspiring to kill a defenceless girl. Using my name to do it. Lying to me, to Patroclus. Where is the honour in that?” he demanded of her, as if it was her place to say. But Achilles’ shock and grief had quickly turned to fury in the long hours since the sacrifice. He could not contain it; it was gnawing away at him from the inside, a flame constantly smouldering. “What good is it to be the best of the Greeks, if their leaders can commit such crimes, and all the rest are happy to look the other way?”
Thetis laced her hands over her folded knees. The gust of wind that blew brought a lock of ink black hair before her eyes. She made no move to push it back; it moved languidly, caressing her face, as if drawn irresistibly by underwater currents. Achilles tried not to think of the price that had been paid for the same breeze that touched his cheek now. “This is the war you’ve pledged yourself to,” she said, simple and matter-of-fact. “The honour you speak of exists only in stories and songs, after all is done. No one wants their cruelty to be sung into the ages, nor their greed. War has plenty of both.”
The words were vaguely reprimanding, and Achilles frowned, glaring at the rosy fingers of dawn that were creeping over the horizon. “But how do they all sleep at night? How does Agamemnon? Does he lie to himself that it was all for the best?”
“Don’t we all?” Thetis asked. It sounded weary and resigned.
“Well, it’s wrong,” Achilles said stubbornly, already realising the futility of it. What use was there to talk anymore of it? It was done, it was over. Iphigenia was gone, and nothing he said or did could bring her back.
But the smoke of the pyre had still not fully dispersed. The metallic taste of her blood still seemed to linger on his tongue, the sharp iron smell of it thick in his nostrils. Her eyes wide and panicked and ultimately unseeing as the struggle bled out of her. Achilles standing there and watching, drowning in numbing impotence.
He pressed his eyes shut, hands gathering into fists.
“I could have saved her,” he whispered.
“She wasn’t yours to save.”
“I know, but—”
“Iphigenia was the first whose blood was spilled for this war. Hundreds, thousands will follow in her wake. Will you mourn each one?”
Their eyes met, and coldness crept over Achilles with the stern resolution in them. It made him feel like he was five years old again, fussing over a broken toy that held little meaning or value. He glanced away, ashamed.
Read the rest on AO3!
#the song of achilles#tsoa#patrochilles#achilles#patroclus#achilles x patroclus#patroclus x achilles#tsoa fanfic#high flying birds#johaerys writes
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"Partway into the school year at Ouran Academy, Utena Tenjou, suffering from temporary memory loss, enrolls as a first year and arrives on campus. With the Host Club feeling threatened by the appearance of such a popular new student and Utena highly suspicious of all these weird guys who keep setting off her foggy memory, life at Ouran quickly becomes a "keep your enemies closer situation," as Utena joins the Host Club as their first openly female host! Shenanigans, friendship, and ill advised stunts to recover lost memories ensue."
I have written something very silly. go look!
#artwainian#ouran high school host club#revolutionary girl utena#utena tenjou#shameless self promotion over here gang#i had such a fun time writing this it took over my brain for this whole week#the high of writing good original fiction so afterwards you can fly high and write very dumb fanfic!
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MEGA DOAÇÃO DE CAPAS DO PROJETO FLY-HIGH (parte #2)
REGRAS:
As capas são para USO PESSOAL ou DENTRO DO PROJETO FLY-HIGH (se for staff).
Preste atenção às preferências e regras de cada capista!!
Caso queira adotar alguma, mande mensagem para nós aqui no tumblr (informando o número da capa e seu user)!! NÃO PEGUE SEM PERMISSÃO.
Você deve estar seguindo o projeto no Spirit Fanfics e aqui no tumblr!!
PARTE UM (CLIQUE AQUI) | PARTE DOIS (ESTE POST)
CAPAS FEITAS POR KENJICOPY: LEIA AS PREFERÊNCIAS E REGRAS AQUI
Personagens/shipp: Bokuro
25. Adote o Gatinho (DOADA)
26. Barbie de Chapéu (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Iwaoi
27. Mrs. Estrelinha (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Kenhina
28. Garotos que amam garotos (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Bokuro
Fanarts: suncelia-art
29. Meu ex roubou meu The Sims (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Kenhina
30. Oi, aqui vende cachorro-quente? (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Bokuro
CAPAS FEITAS POR MISTER__WHI: LEIA AS PREFERÊNCIAS E REGRAS AQUI
31. Entre gatos, jujubas e uma carta! (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Kagehina
Fanarts: orankiro
32. Sentimentos em uma partida
Personagens/shipp: Kagehina
33. Atitudes simples, mas cheias de amor (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Tsukishima
34. Eu, você e Paris (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Kagehina
CAPAS FEITAS POR MOONWO: LEIA AS PREFERÊNCIAS E REGRAS AQUI
35. Vocabulário Rex (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Kurotsuki
CAPAS FEITAS POR STAMOON: LEIA AS PREFERÊNCIAS E REGRAS AQUI
36. Hinata adorava comer (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Hinata
Fanarts: hinata-boke
37. Entre laranjas, limões e melancias
Personagens/shipp: Kuroken
38. Golden Star (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Kagehina
Fanarts: hinata-boke & itswannysenpai
39. Por trás da máscara (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Kagehina
Fanarts: estereggz
40. Dose Dupla (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Kuroken
Fanarts: suncelia-art
41. Platônico (DOADA)
Personagens/shipp: Sakuatsu
Fanarts: noenoaholi
#haikyuu#hq#spirit fanfics#fly high fanfics#capas para doação#capa de fanfic#capa clean#capa anime#capa divertida#capa romântica#edit#bokuro#bokuroo#iwaoi#kenhina#kagehina#hinata shoyo#kuroken
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Segredo da Noite
･.｡.:*･ pedido de capa pelo proj. @flyhighpjct (11/02). Em caso de inspiração, dê os devidos créditos. Abra para uma melhor resolução, e quero falar que a finalização dessa capa com essa nitidez maravilhosa vai todo para o maravilhoso do @tansshoku!!!! Então com licença que irei cadelar até o próximo ano por ele ✍️🫂
#moonwo#lgbtqia#capa para fanfic#capa para social spirit#capa spirit#capa de fic#capa colorida#capa romântica#capa clean#capa mistério#capa dark#capa design#capa de fanfic#capa#tsukishima kei#akaashi keiji#tsuki x akaashi#haikyuu#haikyuu!!#fly high
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Flying High Seating Plan
Here is the layout of where everyone is sitting in my fic—Flying High, all but Metaphorically. It’s one of those planes that have three seats on either side and then four seats down the middle of the plane (idk what they’re called, but one of those really big planes XD).
#káno speaks#flying high all but metaphorically#bnha fanfic#airplane seating#I don't know why my brain decided I needed to make this#but it did XD#so here you go#have a random airplane seating chart
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capinha entregue no @flyhighpjct
Feliz aniversário, Suga-sensei
credits: arts by @suncelia-art
#capa anime#capa social spirit#capa clean#capa de fanfic#capa haikyuu#haikyuu#sugawara koushi#hinata shoyo#kenjicopy#fly high
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New Home From Across the Sea | How To Train Your Dragon X Male Reader
The description is down below. This is also on my Wattpad and Quotev! Enjoy!
Description: Fly High Dragon King
More about you: More about you
Prologue: New Home From Across the Sea | (You are here)
Chapter 1: Old Friends from the Starry Sky |TBW
Chapter 2: The Chieftain's Decision | TBW
Chapter 3: My Good Friend and Maybe Yours | TBW
Chapter 4: Understanding This Way of Life | TBW
Chapter 5: Convincing Her of Sky Bound Beauty | TBW
Chapter 6: Lifelong Friends Over War | TBW
Chapter 7: The Queen Faces the King | TBW
Word count: 3,705 words
The world was different for the boy that lived in the icy nest with the Alpha dragon. He was considered royalty among the rest of the winged creatures, and they all loved him dearly. Even outside the nest, dragons would flock all around to help him. He was found on a boat, abandoned by the rest as an infant. The boy was saved by two night furies that had brought him to the dragon nest.
The two didn't stay for long, but would come by to check on him. Y/n had spent two years learning how to act like the dragons. They would all take turns to care for the boy and Y/n would take care of them. Y/n would start helping out with raids as he rode one of the many dragons, usually commanding them what to grab and what to do. Even if he looked two years old, Y/n was a powerful soul.
After returning to the nest after the most recent raid, Y/n called out to the sky in hopes that his night fury friends would hear his call. The gods had answered his prayer as two pitch black dragons flew down and looked down to the h/c haired boy. Y/n's e/c eyes gleamed with excitement as he quickly got onto the e/c eyed night fury. The three of them flew up into the blue sky, Y/n grinning wide. The two dragons opened their mouths to shoot into the air, causing Y/n to giggle and kick his legs.
One of the shots was right in front of Y/n, and he screamed out in excitement as his face was covered in smoke and his hair slicked back. Y/n leaned his body down onto the dragon he was riding as he stroked his head. The other night fury made jealous grumbles as he flew right below the other. Y/n smiled at him and walked off the e/c eyed night fury, slipping down its wing to be caught by the green-eyed night fury. Y/n hugged the dragon, feeling so content at the moment.
“I love you guys so much. I promise I won't let anything bad happen to you.”
Y/n then roared out into the sky as it rumbled through the wind. The roar sounded like a dragon, as others roared in response. Many other dragons had flocked around the night furies and Y/n commanded them forward just as a king did to his subjects. They all followed as the green-eyed night fury took the lead, with Y/n still riding him, guiding them to a pool of fish. Y/n pointed down at the pool, causing all the dragons around to dive and catch their food.
“Everyone go eat! And save some for the other's back home!”
All the dragons growled in agreement as they all caught various amounts of fish. Y/n then instructed the night fury to fly down with the other dragons as Y/n collected as much fish as he could. Once the fish in the ocean were gone, Y/n had everyone fly back to the nest to feed the others. On the way Y/n snacked on one of the many raw fish he caught, sharing some pieces between the two night furies. The night furies dropped him off in front of the nest as he walked in with a deadly nadder.
He was so excited to share what he got with his huge dragon family. Y/n walked deeper into the icy nest, and to get all the dragon's attention he did his dragon call. It echoed throughout the whole nest, as all the dragons turned their attention to the small boy. Some dragons flew down to crowd Y/n, curious to what he had brought. Y/n jumped up and down in excitement, even if this was a daily thing.
“Time to eat! I brought everyone food!”
Y/n held up the fish he got and threw all the others to the expecting dragons. They all roared in delight, thanking the small boy for the food as he went to where the baby dragons were flying. He loved watching how carefree they were, even if they could be annoying sometimes. The baby dragons had found Y/n and started to pull him to their small nest. The parent dragon that was taking care of them today tried to pull the babies off of Y/n, but he insisted it was fine.
This was a daily occurrence, and Y/n loved feeling wanted by the babies. They only ever listened to him, as did all dragons, but the babies were a special case because they listen to no one. Y/n sat down in the nest with a baby Hideous Zippleback sitting in his lap. The other babies tried to push and shove the baby dragon, but Y/n held his hand up to stop them. The other babies stopped as the Zippleback cuddled into Y/n's small lap.
“You will all get your turns little ones, just a bit of patience.”
Y/n then started to pet and preen the Zippleback as its two heads caused small sparks of happiness. Y/n loved when the dragons had a small fiery reaction to him just being there. It was much how the night furies were when Y/n rode them in the sky. Y/n giggled as some sparks caught onto his hair, panicking the overseeing dragon. A big dragon paw hit Y/n’s face as the overseeing dragon pat out the small fire that started on Y/n’s h/c hair.
As Y/n helped clean the Zippleback, a baby monstrous nightmare and snuggled up to Y/n’s side. The other baby dragons saw this and all piled Y/n, causing him to fall back to the ground. Y/n was slightly suffocated by all the weight on his chest, making the overseeing dragon panic once more. Y/n was flailing in the pile, trying to breathe while the overseeing dragon pulled the babies off. The babies started to whine as they tried to get back onto Y/n, only to be stopped by the overseeing dragon.
Y/n couldn’t help but burst out laughing at how needy the baby dragons were. The overseeing dragon bumped into Y/n’s back, making sure he was okay. He slung the dragon’s head over his shoulder and started to stroke its nose in hopes of calming it down. The baby dragons all flew away to go do whatever the gods know what, and Y/n’s waist had been trapped by the overseeing dragon’s tail.
Y/n leaned into the overseeing dragon as one of its wings were draped over Y/n's lap. Y/n marveled at all the dragons that flew around the nest seeing how happy they looked. He closed his eyes with a soft smile, leaning deeper into the dragon that was cuddling him. The same zippleback Y/n was cleaning had placed itself back onto Y/n’s lap and fell asleep. Many of the other baby dragons had done the same, creating a cuddle pile.
This was the routine Y/n had lived by for ten full years, and he couldn't complain. There was this itch in his brain that he couldn't ignore, however. The other dragons had noticed the way Y/n looked at himself in the reflection in the water, and the majority conclusion to help was to steal books and items from the ships they looted. On usual raids, Y/n would only ever ask the dragons to steal food and help the other dragons that were trapped. On these raids, Y/n never went as the dragons claimed them to be too dangerous for him to join, but it was all because they wanted to bring these books and items back as presents.
Y/n had read through each and every book he had ever received from the dragons. Over the next five years he had memorized each and every page. The information felt so new to him, this was the other half of who he was. A viking brain and a dragon heart, both making him tough through and through. One book scared him though, the dragon killing book.
He knew that vikings had killed dragons, but he never wanted to admit it. He wanted to believe his dragon friends were safe from harm. But out in the open world, Y/n could only do so much. Y/n had wandered out of the nest and onto one of the rock formations connected to it, watching the dragons fly away to do whatever they wanted. Y/n then stumbled as he felt a gronkle nudge him closer to the edge.
Y/n started to panic the closer he got to the edge of the water, not wanting to get wet. Y/n heard the frenzy of dragons flying above him, a boat being pushed closer to Y/n. The boy was left confused as he looked at each and every dragon. A monstrous nightmare had brought Y/n his books and tossed them into the boat, pulling Y/n into it soon after. Y/n stood at the edge of the boat as all the dragons of the nest flew out and stood around the boy.
“What’s going on? Is everything okay?”
The dragons all roared out in response, a low flame from their mouths lit up the area. Y/n finally understood what was going on. This was a farewell to Y/n as they all kept roaring. Y/n felt tears drip down his cheek as he was finally able to go out and explore. Y/n started to push the boat as he waved to the dragons.
He couldn’t help but cry as he was leaving his home, his family. Y/n started to sail slowly away, but his boat started to rock slightly. He looked over the edge of the boat to see scauldrons helping him push his boat along. His tears dripped into the water as one scauldron rose its head out of the water to lick Y/n and gently squirt semi warm water on his face. Y/n giggled as his tears mixed with the salty seawater.
Y/n had sailed like this for a month, before the scauldrons had to leave to find food elsewhere. Y/n understood and waved them off, as he was now alone. His boat floated in the sea, in no particular direction. All Y/n had were his books, so he decided to reread them over and over. Sometimes he would pass other viking’s ships and hear them singing, intriguing Y/n.
He picked them up and would hum these sea songs to himself whenever he got bored with the books he read. He sailed for about two months, or what seemed like it because Y/n had no sense of time. It was dark as the moon reflected the moonlight. Y/n was laying on the boat’s floor as he slept soundly. Y/n’s boat suddenly crashed into a nearby rock formation, destroying the front of the boat and making it sink.
The sound of crashing had alerted the chief of the island Y/n had crashed on. He ran toward the location and saw the boy almost being consumed by water, his books completely drowned and surrounding the boy. The chief dove into the icy water and brought the small boy to the shore. He called a few men to save the books while he pulled the small boy out of the water. Y/n yawned as he stretched his small arms and looked at the man holding him with his e/c eyes.
The chief looked at the boy with a raised eyebrow, curious as to how such a small child sailed here all by himself. It concerned the muscular man, and the others that had now surrounded the chief. The chief’s wife ran up and saw the boy he was holding, taken aback that such a young boy had crashed into Berk. Y/n looked to the chief and then to the woman that had stood right next to him. He had seemingly no concern for almost drowning.
“Where am I? And who are you all?”
The chief sighed in relief and put the small boy down on the floor as he stood by himself. The group of people were amazed by the boy surviving in the frigid water after crashing. The chief’s wife knelt down and checked the boy for any wounds, as if she was his own mother. One of the chief’s greatest friends that had a peg leg and a hooked hand joined the group to see the boy. The chief knelt down next to his wife and put his large hand on the boy's small shoulder.
“You are on the island of Berk. And where might you have sailed from?”
Y/n thinks for a moment to try to think of a place to say, but he can’t think of any. Y/n looks up at the chief, messing with the hem of his shirt. The chief had tilted his head in curiosity, trying to make sense of the boy’s actions of trying to self soothe. The chief’s wife kept her hands tenderly on the boy’s cheeks and looked at him with gentle eyes. Y/n felt an odd sense of comfort here.
“I do not know where I came from. I just sailed from the open ocean until I crashed onto this island.”
The group that surrounded the boy started to murmur themselves in whispers they thought Y/n couldn’t hear. Y/n looked around the group with curious, childlike eyes that could melt any soul into a puddle. But those very eyes held that of a dragon's. The chief's wife saw it in the boy, the soul he had and she was enthralled. The chief had a questioning look on his face, trying to find any reason why a young boy like the one in front of him would have sailed all the way out here on his own.
"I see. Well, I am Stoick the Vast. You have landed on Berk."
From that point on Y/n became apart of Stoick’s family. He was treated as just another Berkian by everyone else, even though his view on dragon hunting was different. Time went on, and Y/n became incredibly close with the village’s smith, Gobber. The two were a colorful duo, Y/n indulging in Gobber’s stories and Gobber teaching Y/n about dragon history as well as inventing.
Stoick found the pair to be quite troublesome, but found it endearing nonetheless. Stoicks’ wife loved Y/n as if he were one of his own. She saw eye to eye with y/n about not wanting to hurt dragons and seeing no reason for it. Y/n was seemingly able to win everyone over.
After three years, people began to notice the lack of Y/n aging physically. Many tried to ask the boy, but he always managed to dodge the question. It always made Y/n really uncomfortable whenever he was asked. He just found his new family, there wasn’t anything that would pull him away from it.
It unsettled the chief, but Y/n never seemed to be affected when eating the raw fish so he tried to keep his worries low. In his mind the child was odd no doubt, but having Y/n with him for so long Stoick got attached. Stoick then decided to make it a rule for the village to never question Y/n’s habits or lack of aging.
Stoick had noticed Y/n’s uncomfortable feelings around the questions pertaining to his lack of physical aging, but there were more things he had noticed about the boy. Whenever Y/n would eat, his teeth would show, and they seemed sharper than normal. Not only that but Y/n only seemed to have a craving for fish, raw.
Over the three years of staying in Berk, Y/n tried his hardest to convince people not to hurt the dragons. It happened so often, the other vikings started to think Y/n was crazy. No one said that to his face though out of fear of Stoick’s wrath. Stoick tried to explain the reason for hunting dragons over and over but Y/n never accepted those reasons.
Things changed however, when the chief had a son. His birth son who was named Hiccup. Y/n was excited because not only was it someone who he could connect with at his age, but another person to his found family. Hiccup also changed Y/n because as soon as he was born, Y/n started to age physically.
The two boys grew up together, Y/n teaching Hiccup about the world and following Stoick everywhere to learn about the history of Berk. Hiccup found a passion with dragons, watching them from afar and seeing his father hunt them. Y/n noticed this affinity and decided to nurture it.
Y/n told Hiccup all that he knew about dragons, even things that other vikings never knew. Many considered the information to be made up or embellished, but it had Hiccup hooked. The two explored and did everything together. Y/n metaphorically attached himself to Hiccup, going everywhere Hiccup went.
As the two aged, both were considered weird and different. Albeit for different reasons, but they were reasons nonetheless. It was another thing the two boys connected over. Being outcasted by the village and having differences that others didn’t agree with.
When Hiccup was busy, Y/n found himself at the forge. Y/n’s other friend was Gobber. He loved helping him with inventions and weapon building. It became a pastime for the two to create new weapons and learn how to improve old ones. Gobber was another best friend to Y/n.
The closer Y/n got with Gobber, the more the urge to tell him about his past grew stronger. Gobber seemed to notice Y/n’s hesitance around him and the little slip ups when Y/n spoke to him. Eventually, Gobber decided to question the boy’s behavior. Both were in the forgery, working on weapons for the village.
“Mind telling me what all this talk of living with dragons means?”
Y/n immediately dropped the weapons he was working on, onto the floor. Fear crept up into his heart and he looked utterly dumbfounded. How did Gobber find out? Well to Y/n’s obliviousness, it was Y/n’s own fault.
Y/n turned around slowly, but kept his head down. Gobber raised an eyebrow at the boy’s behavior, but kept his silence. He wanted to hear the full story, he wanted to know about the boy’s past. It felt only right to Gobber that he knew based off how long Y/n’s been around him. Y/n took a deep breath and decided this was the time.
“It means how it sounds. Before I crashed onto Berk, I lived with dragons. I was raised by them. They taught me how to fish and survive. But then I left and well you know the rest after that…”
There was an uncomfortable silence between the two. It was only interrupted when Y/n went back to the weapons he dropped. The clanking of the weapons being placed on the table sounded more deafening as Y/n waited for a response from Gobber. Y/n’s mind raced with all the terrible what if scenarios.
“Well that's certainly on par with my dragon stories, wouldn’t you think?”
“Huh?”
That wasn’t a response Y/n was expecting at all. Sure, Gobber had his own tales of adventuring and such, but comparing it to Y/n’s was something the boy didn’t quite understand. Gobber only laughed at Y/n’s confusion and proceeded to tell him stories of how he lost his leg and hand. This ended up taking half the day and no new weapons were made.
The forgery were full of shared anecdotes and laughs. Y/n felt safer than he did before with Gobber knowing his secret. One thing that still plagued Y/n’s mind though was if Gobber was going to tell Stoick. Gobber noticed Y/n’s shift in mood once more.
“What’s on your mind, kiddo.”
Y/n stiffened once more, caught off guard with how perceptive Gobber was. It honestly astounded Y/n that he was, but he also remembered how close Gobber was to Stoick and all the battles the two fought with each other.
“You’re not going to tell Stoick are you?”
“Tell Stoick what, exactly?”
“My past… What I had shared with you.. Can you please not tell Stoick?”
Gobber had nodded, understanding Y/n’s unease with the chief knowing Y/n’s true past and who he really was. Albeit his past did explain Y/n’s strange behaviors and his defense for dragons, but Berk’s chief is one who is not as open-minded. After that, the two went back to chatting and just sharing stories once more.
Over the years, Y/n grew up in this new world as a viking. Learning and training, but not to hurt dragons. No, but to defend them and his found family from them. Y/n would convince Stoick to have Hiccup help with Gobber in the forge, much to Stoick’s dismay and concern. Hiccup would learn how to invent things with Y/n always by his side.
Y/n’s new home was not ready for Y/n, however. The gods seemingly having different plans for the boy. One faithful night would prove that Y/n’s two worlds of vikings and dragons would converge. Be it for better or for worse.
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Jessamy had children in her first life, Lucienne remembers. Three of them. With her bright eyes and ferocious spirit.
You were not the last people to love your mother, Lucienne tries to tell their far-flung ghosts. You were not the last people to lose her.
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