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3 times hiccup asked you to marry him + the time you realized he meant it
hello! this was an early draft for this request: Hello!!! Imagine hiccup telling reader "I'm in love with you" / "Marry me" out of blue after a stare down (can be established relationship or not muahahaha)
I like how this turned out, except for the ending. it's sort of shitty in my opinion. also, this isn't proofread. and sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language. feel free to point them out. also, there’s a slight corpse bride reference with the vows!!
as always, thank you for reading. let me know what you think and if you'd like more of this. requests are always open!
1.
Snoggletog was one of your favorite festivities. The beautiful coat of snow that hugged the soil, and the way the sunlight softly reflected on it was perfect to you. You loved to see how vikings busied themselves by hanging up ornaments and mistletoe on the doors. You loved hearing the out-of-tune carols that echoed across Berk. And you loved the late cold nights as you and the dragon riders sat around a warm fire and talked about the day’s happenings.
One thing you did not love though, was the Snoggletog play, specially because it had been assigned to you all this year. It was the dragon riders’ responsibility to plan, organize and act it out the day of Snoggletog.
“What about the start of dragon races?” Snoutlout suggested.
“They did that two years ago,” Astrid replied as she sharpened her axe.
“We could do Loki-”
“We’re not doing Loki day Tuffnut,” Hiccup interrupted him.
A moment of silence passed amongst all of you.
“What if, we make a reenactment of Odin and Freya’s marriage? How they stopped the Aesir and Vanir war,” you said while nibbling on your thumb.
“That could work,” Fishlegs said.
“I like it, we could even get the dragons in on this,” Astrid suggested.
“Of course, brilliant idea (Y/N),” Snotlout said as he stood up with a cocky attitude. “Specially because I would make the perfect Odin.” He flexed his muscles and stroke a victorious pose.
You chuckled and pushed him away, “Sit down Snotlout. I was actually thinking that Astrid and Fishlegs could be Freya and Odin.”
“Oh no,” Astrid said immediately. “I’m not good at performing. Plus, you gave the idea, you should be Freya.”
“Alright,” you said. “If no one else is up for it, I’ll be Freya. Fishlegs, are you ok with being Odin?”
“Ye-” his reply was interrupted by Astrid elbowing him. “I mean, I wish I could but…I-I don’t like performing.”
“What but you love perfor-?”
“Hiccup! Why aren’t you Odin?!” Astrid chimed in as she placed her arm around your shoulder while the other went around the brunette-boy’s shoulders.
“Uh…I-I guess,” Hiccup said.
Astrid grinned while looking at you, “Great! It’s settled then!”
“Why would you do that?!” you shrieked as you pressed the palm of your hands to your eyes.
Astrid, who sat next to you overlooking Berk from a nearby cliff, shrugged, “Oh I don’t know. Maybe because I’m tired of you two beating around the bush. Why don’t you kiss already? It’s obvious you want to.”
“Shut up Astrid,” you said while sitting up. You rubbed your hands together to provide some heat to your body. “I’m not even sure if he likes me.”
“You’re as blind as Gothi is mute,” she replied.
“How can you be so sure? Has he said anything about me?”
“You’re hopeless Y/N.”
The days went by, and Snoggletog drew closer and closer. Right after training, you went to rehearsals, and while most of it went by in fits of laughter and jokes, you all managed to build a production. You often tended to practice with Hiccup, since you had the most line together, and it gave you an excuse to spend more time with him. During this period, you had managed to gain some small victories in the love department, holding his hand, dancing with him, and hearing him laugh while you acted out some of your scenes being some. However, there was something you both had been avoiding: the marriage kiss. It made your heart flutter and your stomach swarm with butterflies every time you though about the possibility of kissing him; on the other hand, it also felt like Gronkle iron swishing around your intestines. What if he didn’t want to kiss you? What if he just did it out of pity?
Your mind was plagued with questions up until the big day.
“Good luck,” Astrid said while she gave you a knowing look. She was looking forward to the kiss, and if what she had told you was true, all of the dragon riders were too.
The play started out good, Snotlout and Tuffnut played the Aesir family, while Ruffnut and Fishlegs played the Vanir.
The scene changed and the Aesir were complaining with Hiccup about how Freya’s magic and her help towards the Vanir was the reason for their shortcomings.
I was then your time to appear. After several attempts from the Aesir to try to kill Freya, you and Odin came to an agreement: you were to marry each other.
“Marry me,” said Hiccup. And as you looked into his eyes your breath hitched. He had a smile plastered on his face, and his eyes gleamed.
“I will marry you,” you replied as you offered him your hand and he put the ring on your nuptial finger.
The scene was supposed to end there, you were about to take a step backwards so that the actual marriage scene could take place, however you felt a hand wrap around your wrist, and before you knew it you were being kissed. You were being kissed by Hiccup Haddock.
Your shock was palpable, however you dissolved into the kiss once the initial incredulity had passed. Once Hiccup felt the kiss was reciprocal, he wrapped his arms around your waist and drew you closer.
2 .
Dragon racing was a hefty sport. Ever since it was created, it became a fan favorite amongst Berkians. Once every full moon, a match was held that was sure to be the talk of the town for at least a week. On summer and winter solstice, you held the dragon riding tournament, that usually lasted for about a week; except for that one time when the black sheep had wondered deep into the woods, and you weren’t able to find it for two days.
Point of the matter is, dragon racing was a serious issue for vikings. And that’s why victories where celebrated so grandly. You never particularly cared for the celebrations, however wining was important to you; your usually carefree nature was irrecognizable when it came to the sport as you became a furiously competitive rider. This change, spared no one. Not even your boyfriend.
“Incoming!” you called out before snatching the black sheep from Hiccup’s arms, as you held on with your legs to (Y/D)’s saddle while she flew in an upside down position.
“Hey!” he shouted in response with a light chuckle.
“I wish I could say I’m sorry, but I’m not!” you replied with a shit-eating grin directed his way. With the black sheep secure in your arms, you flew away, not a hint of remorse visible on your face.
You returned to your upright position and quickly flew up to your basket and threw in the black sheep. As soon as you do so, you hear the crowds cheers and applause mixed with the blow of the horn, signaling that the match has ended.
Astrid joined you on the platform, followed by Ruff, as they cheered you on and celebrated your team victory.
Hiccup watched you, still mounted on Toothless with a lovesick smile present in his features, “I’m going to marry her,” he said as he took in your beautiful smile.
“I don’t think you’re her type,” said a voice next to him. Tuffnutt flew next to him with a pissed expression -probably because of their defeat- “but go for it. I’m sure my sister would be flattered.”
3 .
“Do you think there are other people out there?” you asked as you stared blankly at the stars. “I mean, besides us dragon riders and dragon hunters. Do you think that maybe there’s another civilization that has been familiar with dragons long before us?”
You heard Hiccup chuckle, “Possibly, maybe they even know of species we have yet to discover.”
“I wonder if they maybe think the same of us. Maybe we’re some strange advanced civilization to them”, you said with a light giggle as your thoughts went wild with the idea of the unknown. “Or maybe, we’re cavemen in comparison to their civilization. Maybe…they know about our existence, and they have just decided to leave us alone because we’re not worth their time.”
“That’s a bit depressing isn’t it?” Hiccup asked, humored by your rambling.
“I don’t think so. I think it’s exciting…” you said slightly breathless as you stared at the vast abyss of twinkling lights that spread above you and beyond. “Just imagine everything we’ve yet to discover.”
You faintly heard the huffs and growls of your dragons, who were entertained by Hiccup’s prosthetic leg as they fought each other for it.
Hiccup allowed himself to steal a glance at you for a fraction of a second. He thought that the view in front of you was beautiful, but to him, the real wonder was sitting right next to him. You looked breathtaking with the starry abyss reflected in your eyes. Yet, you were so unaware of it.
“Marry me.”
He didn’t mean to actually say it. But he just couldn’t control himself when he was with you.
Your trance was broken and you stared at him wide eyed, in disbelief at what he had just said. However as soon as you saw his expression mirroring yours, you burst out laughing. You couldn’t say truthfully that you had never though about marriage, especially with Hiccup.
Hiccup’s startled expression morphed into confusion.”W-What? Why are you laughing?”
“Are you sure you want to marry me?” you asked in between giggles. “You don’t seem very sure.”
“What? Y-Yes! Of course I’m sure! Why wouldn’t I want to marry you?” his eyebrows furrowed in the way you loved. The way that told you you had successfully managed to get in his head. He had turned his body so that it was now mirroring yours, and his shoulders were raising up and down as they usually did when he was trying to explain something or defend a point.
“Fine then. I’ll marry you.”
His rambling stopped immediately. “What? Y-You will?”
You shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly. “Sure. Why not?”
You stood up then as you walked around the small island you had stumbled upon earlier that day. Leaving a very flustered and confused Hiccup behind.
“Wait! Where are you going?” he called after you as he struggled to get up. He rambled on as he chased you, asking about arrangements and other things.
“Aha!” you said victoriously as you crouched down over a patch of grass with some wildflowers sprouting out.
Hiccup peered over your shoulder, trying to see what you were doing.
Eventually you stood up and extended your hand towards him. He stared at you blankly for a moment, and muttered to himself, tryin to understand your actions. Still, an amused smile was present on his face.
“Well?” you said after a bit. “Give me your hand.”
He did as you instructed, and then you took out your other hand from behind, which gently held a blade of grass along with some small wildflowers intertwined with each other, forming a ring.
“I know it’s not the best craftsmanship, but I figured we couldn’t get married without rings,” you explained with a soft giggle.
Hiccup grinned down at you, and laughed incredulously. He wondered how he ever got you to agree to be his. “I’m afraid to tell you dearest, but I don’t have a ring for you.”
You sighed mockingly and rolled your eyes. “I know that. I assumed you would be too in your head about your future duty as chief and the dragons to think about me.”
“Hey!” he protested immediately. “I’m always thinking about you-”
“But worry not!” you said as you giggled playfully. “Since I know you well enough to be married, I know you well enough to be prepared for our wedding.” You reached into one of your pockets and puled out and identical ring, which he gently grabbed.
He stared down at you, with a skeptical expression.
“Well, go on with it. Do you want to marry me or not?” you asked as you tilted your head slightly to the side.
Hiccup sighed and then locked his eyes with yours. “I, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock, the Third, make this oath. With this hand I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way in darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine."
Once the traditional vows were finished he gently took your hand and slid the delicate ring onto your nuptial finger.
You watched with a smile as he carefully placed it, and once he was done, you repeated the vows and slid his ring onto his own finger.
With your ceremony done, your lips met in a gentle and warm dance. You felt as his hands slid down your back and rested on your hips, holding your body closer to his.
“This is the second time we’ve been married now,” he whispered as he broke apart form the kiss,
“How scandalous,” you whispered back with a soft laugh, as you remembered the Snoggletog performance and how it ended up with your first kiss.
“Maybe the next time we get to do it, you’ll actually be wearing white.”
You stared up at him with a raised eyebrow. “Is that so? Does that mean you’d like to bed me next time?” you teased.
“I’d love to bed you now,” he said with a slight chuckle. “But I’m aware you’d rather follow the traditional path.”
You laughed and patted his chest. “Well, you’ll better get me that white dress quickly then.”
4.
Hiccup had been acting weird all day. Evading you and whenever you managed to track him down he responded any question you had in a dismissive manner. You had figured you should let him alone for a while, at least until he was ready to talk about whatever was bothering him.
He did tend to get too into his own head whenever he was worried, and it took you telling him about it for him to realize he could share his burden with you. But this time it was different.
When you had asked what was bothering him he dismissed you as soon as he could and continued what he was doing.
It had hurt you. It made you think if you had done anything wrong, but you couldn’t think of anything. It was scary thinking about what this could mean for the both of you.
“And you’re sure he hasn’t ever acted like this before?” Astrid asked as she tried to make sense of the situation with you.
You where both sat in the Great Hall, as the rest of the vikings ate their dinner. You however, couldn’t seem to make anything go down past your throat, as worry consumed you.
“Yes Astrid, I am sure,” you replied rather harshly. “I don’t even know where the hell he is right now. For all I know he’s probably off in another girl’s house. Maybe he got tired of waiting for me. Maybe he realized he doesn’t want this sort of commitment…”
You knew that this was irrational thinking. Hiccup had never given you signs that he didn’t want to be with you anymore, on the contrary, he was always very reassuring on how much he liked being with you. Up until now you had never had any reason to doubt your relationship; but up until now, Hiccup had never behaved like this either.
“Don’t say that! That boy is crazy for you. He has been since we where thirteen.”
You sighed and buried your hands in your hair. “Then why is he acting like this?!”
“I think you should ask him yourself,” Astrid said as she placed a comforting hand on her friend’s back.
“I’ve already tried that…” you groaned out. Your voice muffled by your arms, on which you were resting your head.
“Give it one more try. Maybe he’ll snap out of it.”
Reluctantly, you agreed and made your way up to the watch tower. It was Hiccup’s turn to keep watch tonight, so you knew he wouldn’t be able to escape this time.
You felt the heat of the fire before you saw it, and you knew he was there.
“You need to cut the crap Haddock,” you started as you saw the faint outline of his shadow as you were nearing the end of the stairs. “If I did something wrong, just tell me right now because I can’t keep doing this. We’re not teenagers anymo-”
Your throat closed up as soon as you saw him. A gasp escaped your mouth and your hands flew to your face.
In front of you, Hiccup was down on one knee and a small wooden box sat comfortably on the palm of his hand.
“You bastard,” you whispered just to yourself.
He chuckled at that and smiled as he saw your reaction. He then opened the box to reveal a small silver ring in the shape of some intricate patterns.
“My dearest Y/N…” he started, but the lump in his throat wouldn’t let him go any further.
“Oh Hiccup…” you breathed out as you approached him slowly.
“Please marry me,” he said finally.
You crouched in front of him with tears in your eyes and held his face in your hands.
“Of course I will marry you,” you replied as a teary laugh escaped your throat.
To him, it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.
He laughed then, as he slid the ring in, and looked up at you. He cupped your cheeks with the palm of his hand and pulled you closer until your lips met. He tasted tears and relief in that kiss.
You eventually separated and you hit his chest lightly.
“Don’t ever do that to me again you bastard!” you said as the tears flowed, and you whipped them off as nervous laughter escaped your lips.
“I swear this is the last time love,” he chuckled as he crouched his head slightly to help you whipe your tears.
“Not that! Don’t ever avoid me like that again Hiccup! I was starting to think that maybe you didn’t want me anymore…”
Hiccup grabbed your chin gently and made you look up at him. “Theres no one else I’d rather want.”
You laughed nervously once again and offered him a teary smile.
“I’m sorry I scarred you love. I just…I was so nervous.”
“It’s ok…” you reassured him. “I understand.”
He smiled down at you and whipped another tear. You didn’t mean to keep doing it, but you had been so worried all day long that it was finally coming out. You didn’t want to ruin your moment like this. It was supposed to be a moment for celebration and happiness. You tried to make it stop.
“You can cry. I will lift your sorrows,” Hiccup said with a soft laugh as he whipped another tear.
You smiled then, tears still flowing out. But you knew it would be alright. He would make you feel alright. He always did.
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Hiccup Dating Headcanons
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Hiccup would be a bit nervous and shy when you first get to know him, but after getting to know him much better he can actually be very confident. In your presence he can be proud of himself and of the things he thinks and feels.
You provide him a lot of comfort and reassurance after all he’s been through. He still gets self conscious and feels bad about himself but over time this slowly eases as he knows you love him for who he is and who he has become.
Dragons are a huge interest you both share, and it would be helpful if you were passionate about them. Even if you aren’t, you’re going to have lots of facts about them thrown at you and many hypothesis of them he would tell you.
Hiccup would need to be with someone that wanted to be in a committed relationship with him and didn’t just want him to fill their time or as a short fling. He wants something lasting and long term, so this is an absolute must in his relationship with you.
He finds it much easier to talk to you about his deepest feelings than anyone else, even the friends he’s very close to. Nothing can beat the trust you have for each other and he doesn’t need to worry about other people finding out his secrets when he tells you.
Hiccup always consults you about important decisions before he decides on them, but you can’t always talk him out of things. If he’s already made up his mind, he will tell you in advance so they won’t come as a surprise.
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Your and Hiccup's wedding day HC's
PAIRING: Hiccup 'Horrendous' Haddock III x fem!reader
WARNING: bad grammar
CONTAINS: fluffy fluff
SONG: Home - Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros
A/N: This hc's does not follow the plot of the movie. Because this wedding is in httyd 2, probably. I have three different rings I think would be perfect for this so I put them here.
! Y/D/N means 'your dragons name'!
pictures are not mine
When Hiccup realized he wants to marry you
-Hiccup realized it at his father's funeral. He realized how easily he can lost you and he can't let that happen. He had his whole family just for few hours after all.
-At first he didn't have a mother, then he lost his father, what if you were next? What if you are the next person he's gonna lose? No, freaking big NO! How dare he thought about it. You are strong and powerful and Hiccup knows it very well.
Where and how he propose to you
-Hiccup would made (with Toothless and Valka's help) a little night picnic. You and Hiccup had a favourite place right next to a big waterfall. It was an hour away from Berk.
-Valka put lights on trees to light up the place a little bit, Hiccup was trying to spread a blanket on the ground and Toothless was searching for a smaller strain that could be use as a table.
-When they had it done, Hiccup suggested they should go back on Berk so he can make some food and Valka could distract you.
-Around 8 p.m. Hiccup came to you under pretext of a night ride. You both loves night rides on dragons so you immediately agreed. But Hiccup told you that you should fly on your common favourite place because he had a surprise there.
-Already from a distance you could see little lights and when you fly little closer you saw a blanket with a smaller bitten trunk (bitten from Toothless) which was supposed to be like a small table, and it was so cute.
-When you landed there, Hiccup took down the food he made from Toothless and put it on the table. Hiccup waved on Toothless and Y/D/N in sign to give you some privacy. So they go somewhere in the woods but it wasn't to far if anything bad happen.
-You two had a wonderful night, and to be truth Hiccup cooks very well. When you eat the food, Hiccups put his arms around your waist and pull you into his lap. He was very nervous so cuddling give him a bit more time.
-But when he looked down at you, he saw you so peacefully looking at stars which were mirrored in your eyes, he knew this was the right time.
-He pull out a small handmade wooden box, and told you to stand up while he was on his knee. When you turned to see Hiccup, you gasp. Now was Hiccup more than nervous but he took a deep breath and said: 'Y/N you are the most beautiful and the most strongest woman I've ever met. Will you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?' (I know it's very cheesy)
-And you said yes!
here are some pictures for better imagine of the place where Hiccup propose you:
Wedding preparations
-You both agreed on having a wedding at winter. You both love winter and your dragons even more so why not. And there isn't much summer days on Berk.
-Hiccup was very handy so he made the ring he gave you (and he made his own ring to ofc). Valka helped him with little details which are on these rings because she is a woman and she has the eye on it (I hope you know what I mean).
-Snotlout, Astrid, Ruffnut, Tuffnut and Fishlegs helped with the decoration and overall preparation. But it was such a chaos because Ruffnut and Tuffnut could not agree on the smallest things.
-Dragons also were trying to help. Hiccup was with Toothless practising his speech. And you were with Valka and Y/D/N. You and Valka spend most of the day together. Valka helped you with your dress, your flower crown and with your nervousness.
What would the wedding look like
-Overall the wedding was pretty simple, but cute.
Wedding and wedding promises
-Hiccup was very nervous. He knew he's doing the right thing but it's natural to feel nervous at his own wedding. And you felt the same.
-But when Hiccup saw you coming to him all his nervousness disappeared. He saw you in beautiful white dress which glistened a little in the sun, with the bearskin you had draped over your back and with a such a beautiful flower crown.
-He was in awe. He was like a little boy on Christmas. Two tears fell on his face but he quickly wiped them away.
-Right now you stood in front of him with the biggest smile. He was so happy that I can't even describe how much. When he was putting a ring on your finger his hands were shaking. And Gothi put the wedding cloth over your hands and allowed you to kiss each other, it was the most passionate kiss you can imagine.
-They were so much emotions and unspoken words in that kiss, but every one of them were happy.
-Gobber was the one who cried most because he spend a lots of time with Hiccup and his father was Gobber's best friend so it's kinda obvious. Valka cried too ofc but moch less that Gobber.
-And the day end up in your and Hiccup's common house were you and Hiccup had such a passionate night.
rings:
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Whelp, this is the last batch of drawings gang
SAVOR IT PLZ
Who am I kidding this is like a bite sized chicken nugget with sweet and sour sauce *wheeze*
#my art#welcome home#Eddie Dear#Welcome Home Y/N#welcome home x you#this is kinda old if you can’t tell#sorry eddie fans unu#welcome home x reader#WRRRRRR#So many hiccups in the lineart unu#welcome home x y/n#DUDE I AM HUNGY#I NEED TO GET UP OFF MY LAZY ARSE#HRRRRRRRRRRRGGHTHEKFEJD#this comic is inspired by Metal cuz I know it likes Eddie a lots so I wanted to pull a silly :3#Don’t tell them that tho 👍#Hwvvvvv okay bye gang!
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'Maid' in Heaven | Hiccup x Reader | Part 6
Pairings: Hiccup 'Horrendous’ Haddock III x fem!servant!reader
Chapter Content/Warnings: minor angst and fluff
Summary: After a hostile raid from The Hairy Hooligan Tribe, you were captured and forced into indentured servitude at a young age. Luckily, the God’s had blessed you to be the household thrall of the Haddock family; to serve your kind young Lord, Hiccup ‘Horrendous’ Haddock III. Oh Thor, what to do?
an: thank you for waiting! unfortunately, due to linking my ao3 on my master post, tumblr has hid all the linked parts before this + my masterlist (sad face). please click on the 'maid in heaven' tag for previous chapters, or view the pinned masterlist post on my blog.
again, thank you to anyone whose taken the time to read, comment, like, and reblog! they make me so happy and motivated. any love is much appreciated.
There was a great discussion had within the Haddock residence later that evening. Supper was served at the single table, near to the crackling fire, and blazing with conversation about various topics. The first one attended to was the matter related to the unmissed trial of your questionable innocence. From the guilt that hung like a grey cloud above your head, Stoick sought to investigate the actual truth of the matter.
Hiccup spoke on your behalf. There were some truths, possible half-truths, and perhaps a frilly white lie in between. Whether Stoick believed the lipped wit of his son or not made no difference. The Chief’s admonishing response showed a mind already made. And the folk lesson long prevailed: it paid very little to argue with stone.
“I can’t have any more mishaps, regardless of whose fault,” Stoick said with a fistful of torn meat. “Our people are on edge, and for well enough reasons. And I’m not about to let one loose sheep, or another, cause further unrest. Do you both understand?”
From your standing spot at the end of the table, a cinch of fault tightened your waistline. You bobbed your head and, with fingers coiled around the handle of a water pitcher, mouthed the word with a strained breath. Your attention crossed the table, catching your young Lord’s pinched features of rebellious reluctance. When your gaze met, you angled a chin and spoke through batted lashes for him to oblige. The request sent his eyes rolling backwards. Luckily, you didn’t need to pray for his life. To your relief, his father was too preoccupied with his plate to notice.
“Understood,” he said, and took a reproachful sip of his drink. You assumed he’d done so to keep him from taking back the word.
“Good,” Stoick said with a satisfied grumble. “Tomorrow you’ll join me to pay a visit to the farmsteads. We’ll be needing a count of all the livestock and expected yield of crops before Winter. Consider the numbers for rationing. Always best to prepare for the worst.”
“Sure, doomsday prepping sounds like fun,” he said with a lop-sided pin of his lips. “But I was thinking, after we’re done counting with our fingers and toes, you’d talk with me and Gobber. We have some ideas to export new saddles.”
Stoick nodded and spoke in a tone of allowance rather than agreement. “Time will be made tomorrow, then.”
The table quieted to small-talk, clinking tableware, and requests for another pour from your pitcher. When Stoick finished, he wiped his mouth clean with his fingers, and announced his retirement for the night. When the mass of his form disappeared beyond the aching stairs, you fetched yourself to attend the mess.
“Let me help you,” he said, taking a few hurried bites and tossing the cooked tail end of his fish to Toothless. He barely swallowed when he stood. “I just finished.”
“Although I’m grateful for your offer, I must decline you,” you said and seized his plate before he could. “You’ve done enough for me today, Lord Haddock. I’m sure the least I can do in return is my own job.”
“I don’t think there should be a limit for helping anyone,” he said rationally, “unless you think I’m wrong?”
“I think you’ll end up causing more trouble for yourself,” you punctuated your words with the lift of your nose. “Make no mistake. The road to Hel is paved with good-intentions. I don’t wish for you to end up there, of all people.”
He chuckled with a shake of his head. “Does that mean I’ll be in trouble with you?”
“Not me.” You wiggled a finger in front of your nose. “But your father—no, worse yet—an entire village. I'm afraid your father's right. The scorn of a single man is enough to give courage to his like-minded neighbors.”
“If anything else happens, I’ll take care of it,” he said indulgently.
“That is exactly my point. I don’t want for something else to happen, and for you to have to do anything about it. You’ve worked too hard for your good reputation to be ruined. How could I ever sleep at night, knowing I should be the reason to have it questioned?”
“You like to worry more about my reputation than I do. At the end of the day, I just do what I think is right. Even if that means upsetting a few people who probably don't agree with me. Besides,” he fought to dismiss the quarrel with a boyish grin. “I’ve heard Hel has nice warm weather all year round. Wouldn’t mind paying a visit sometime. And who knows? Maybe I’ll be Chief there instead.”
“There you go again with your jests,” you muttered, digging your nails into the dish. “Ignoring every bit of my concerns for you. But what does what I think matter? I suppose it doesn’t. I’m only a servant, after all. Nothing about me deserves a second thought of consideration.”
“Come on, it’s not like that,” his eyes softened, cupping your tense hands.
The agonizing brush of his touch loosened your hold on the clay dish. It collided with the wood below, breaking into unmendable parts at your feet. You paled, bending to clean up your recklessness. Your Lord motioned to join and you thrusted a curt hand to stop him. “Don’t—” you choked on the shame. “Please, my Lord. This… this is all I have. If you respect me at all, then you’ll let me do it myself.”
“I’m sorry.” With pained regard, he placed a single broken chip in your palm and rose to take his leave. “I won’t bother you anymore.”
He swept up the stairs, beckoning Toothless to follow. When the door of his bedchamber closed, you shut your eyes against a wave of remorse. Gods, you wished it would drown you. Perhaps then, the regret would no longer be tangible. You drew in a quivered breath, wishing to pick up more than the shattered fragments of a mere plate.
When morning came, you stood beside yourself, looking solemnly at the same dress and apron spread out on your cot. The same dull white smock, same plain brown kirtle, and the same serviceable apron. Stiff and ugly, you thought. All these same things punctuated how perfectly unpleasant you were on the inside. The display of your behavior the prior evening brought a taste of black licorice, which not even lye soap could rinse from your mouth. For your Lord’s sake, it would’ve served him to cut out your tongue with one of the sharper pieces of platter.
Even if deserved, there was never a sliver of imagination to conjure this—his kindness made no room for unbearable thoughts.
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When the morning chores were completed without a word and, without complaint, you set off to the docks. With your new piece in tow, you trailed down the trodden path to a landscape filled with thatched roofs, until the hill steeped with long fisherman houses laden with crates of tackle and bait.
“My, my, little miss! Seems fate and fortune have brought us to trade once again.” Johann raised his hands to indulge the sky, descending the boat ramp. “I take it you’re faring well, even after yesterday’s dire tribulations. Oh, you should have been there to witness it—Master Hiccup was positively vexed when he landed on my ship and requested for my immediate aid. Why, I had never seen him in such a state! Made me believe ‘twas a matter of life and death. Thank the stars it was not the latter of the two.”
This information did you no favors. It further troubled your features, tense and painted with dismal lines of fault. When strings of thankfulness for his help sprang from your lips, they resonated more as apologies. “I’m sorry—truly, I am. I hate to be more trouble than I’m worth.”
“Now, now, my dear. Let’s not sit idle in the past and wallow in it like a cold bath,” he dismissed it, beckoning you closer with his hands. “Let’s get on with business, shall we?”
“Of course.” You swallowed the hot lump in your throat, extending your tapestry.
“Absolutely remarkable,” Johann yammered on when he took the fabric. He twiddled with the coins in his hands before giving them to you. “This reminds me! Oh, you must listen to this. Whilst journeying from one trading dock to another, I came upon the most curious and wealthy buyer. So enraptured by your work, they were compelled for me to have a good word with you. They have offered quite an exuberant amount of coin for a commissioned piece, should you accept.”
“May I ask who this person is?”
“The buyer has chosen to remain anonymous for the time being. I’m a respectable tradesman, and not inclined to give out customer details should it be personally requested of me not to do so. I assure you, I have a keen eye for scoundrels. This buyer is anything but.”
“It sounds like a gracious opportunity,” you trailed off, fiddling with the scant coins in your apron pocket. With someone of your luck, or rather misfortune, certain things were too good to be true. “May I think it over?”
“By all means,” Johann said. “We’ll remain in touch. I shall send a letter by mail tomorrow and eagerly wait for your response.”
A response would have to wait. Your mind wandered to the more pressing matters of keeping yourself in your young master’s good graces. How could you think of anything else when your conscience pricked at you insistently? There was only one remedy for this, and it was a whimsied gesture from childhood—surely, he would remember the meaning.
Picking up your feet, you scampered upward from the spindly dirt paths to pebbled roads. With allowance in hand, you passed through the open market, pinching your way to purchase the sweetest apple from a cart. You paid no mind to a flock of young women whispering curiously about you. The business of gossip would exist whether or not you gave credit to it. There wasn’t a need to give the webs spinning from their mouths any attention. You imagined being a curious fly was very tiresome.
You came up to the Blacksmith, clanking with sounds of clashing metal, and pluming with smoke from the forge. From the open stall window, you rapped against the wood. When nothing but hammer to iron responded, you insisted with more egregious thumping. “Get outta the way, Grump!” A guttural curse or two struck the air. After a stumbling moment, Gobber’s rotund frame hobbled to view.
“Quit ye’r knockin’, I’ll be right there.” Gobber poked his eyebrows up at your small face peeking through the window. He cleared the indignation from his throat. “Sorry, lass. Didn’t expect ye’w of all people to stop by. What can I do for ya’h?”
With a woeful face, you placed the apple on the counter.
“The ol’ apology apple, eh?” He said with a scratch of his furrowed brow. “Can’t say I understand it myself, but the two of ye’w always had a way of managing. I’ll be sure ta’h give it to the lad when I see ‘em.”
“Thank you ever so much.” You dipped your chin, turning to take leave.
“Hiccup’ll forgive ya’h,” he called out with sympathy. “Always does.”
Hope fluttered your heart, and you thanked the man twice over.
Whisking back to the Haddock Residence, you took out your nerves in the form of extra sweeping and dusting. You did so until you were choking on the splinters raised from the floorboards. With your habit of carrying on with meaningless distractions, you hadn’t noticed the afternoon light spilling from the open window. You lamented on the time and hurried to simmer a pot of stew over the kindling hearth.
A wind danced inside, grazing the back of your neck. A delicate reminder to shut the window before the cool of night waltzed in unannounced.
You turned and spotted a sheen of red gleaming by sunset hue on the sill. When you went to greet it, you picked up the plump portion of a half eaten apple. You pressed a smile to the remaining flesh of it. Taking your own bite, you sighed against the burst of sweetness. The taste of licorice no longer soured your lips.
You leaned into the cheerful air, enriched with slopes of green and spiced with a dusky glow. And as if the breeze could carry words, you spoke:
“I’m glad we’re still friends.”
Reconciliation was a word you hadn’t thought of tasting so sweet.
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HTTYD ~ Headcanon (Sis!Reader)
Requested by: anon Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex--awesome--22 @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco@subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07, @melsunshine
A/n: I started writing something, saw how little time I had so I whipped this up as it didn't require as much work as a full fic - sorry
Summary: You are Hiccup's little sister. How is the relationship with him and your dad? What is it like to be paired with Dagur? Being a dragon rider?
Hiccup ⚔️
You are a few years younger then him. Since Hiccup didn't have much friends, he considered you his best friend. lame For years it was just him and you cause he had no one else that wanted to be around.
When he met Toothless, you were the first to know. He even allowed you to meet him second. You were a bit scared in the beginning, but Toothless was very cautious around you. It didn't take you long to play games with Toothless where you chase after him.
Hiccup started to get popular resolting in kind of forgetting about you. His priority became his new friends. Specially Astrid. It pained you. You hated them for stealing your brother from you. Each thing you suggested to do with him, backfired. The same few rehearsed words coming out of his mouth. I have no time, i'm busy or ask someone else. It frustrated you so much, you went dragon searching for your own. Not caring how dangerous it was. Was it perhaps a cry for attention... maybe?
You had fallen down a pit. So much for dragon hunting Ha. Gobbler heard you after hours of yelling and crying. How embarrasing. He brought you straight to your dad. Where he surprise, surprise lectured you on the dangers of going alone. When Hiccup came back, he heard of your misfortune. It led to him visiting your room, asking how you were. It led to you shouting in tears at him how he was neglecting you. Hiccup felt guilty afterwards. He told you how he was never going to forget about you with a hug.
Chief's daughter 🛡️
Being the chief's daughter, you had a lot of restrictions. Lot's of don't do this and stay away from that. He secretly send Gobbler to keep an eye or as you like to call it spy on you.
Stoick was very protective over you. Being his only daughter, he felt the extra need to be protective. Any boy that came your way, he intimidated into leaving. People were at first afraid to be friends with you due to being Stoick's daughter. It were some very lonely first years till eventually your father eased his rules a bit up.
When dragons first came, he was still very cautious. Wanting you no where near it. Afterall one killed your mother. It took him a long time to entrust you with a dragon of your own. It was hard for him to let you go and accept that you aren't a little girl anymore.
Dragon riding 🔥
You knew from the first moment you saw them, it was your dragon. It was like something felt right. The dragon of your choice fits your personality purely. Almost identical, twins. Hiccup and Toothless had a great relationship which you envied. It took one stormy night for you and your dragon to truly come together. Your dragon had shielded you from the storm when the roof nearly came down.
After the storm, you had fallen asleep under the dragon's wing, snuggling to the body. From then it was as if you had one mind. Your dragon knew what you were thinking or expected by just one look. Soon you were almost an expert in flying. The harmony you had with your dragon was perfect. It made Hiccup's friends jealous... him too.
You quickly became an expert in flying, taking the lead on missions. You got them out of a lot of tricky situations. When you were older, you'd be given the opportunity to learn younglings how to fly their dragons.
Dagur ❤️
The first time you were paired with Dagur, you were so annoyed by him. So full of himself and egocentric. To be honest you hated and repulsed him. His interest in killing dragons was a huge red flag. Over time he got an interest in controlling dragons. Making him less full of hate, yet still very dumb and egocentric to you. Always trying to flirt with you in all the wrong ways. No way he was getting through that shield of yours ;)
After an almost fatal incident where Dagur saved you, you had a change of heart. Pop, there your heart went. The more he worked on himself, the more his silly flirts had an affect on you. Slowly you started to fall in love with him. At first you found yourself an idiot for doing so, but then you saw more of his personality it wasn't that big of a deal anymore. Dagur didn't seem surprised when you flirted back, yet screaming on the inside. You started to spend more time with him which led to a first kiss.
He vowed to devote his life to you. Your dad was happy when he told him you were a pair. Hiccup on the other hand, questioned your sanity. At first he thought you might have hit your head. Dagur needed to prove himself a lot to your brother. Eventually he'd accept him when Dagur asked for your hand.
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Somethings Off About That Boy… (Part 1)
Hiccup x GN!Reader
Summary: Hiccup has always been weird but lately he’s been acting… weirder than usual. What could he be hiding? Maybe you should try to find out on your own. Who knows, maybe he’s just going to the woods to make weird outfits.
(You more or less take Astrid’s place when figuring out why he’s acting so strange. There is a bit of a twist as the story goes on.)
Warning: Hasn’t been proofread.
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“Hiccup? Hiccup are you here?” You shouted into what now seemed like a motionless forge. You had just wanted to take a quiet walk in the brisk night air that often came at nightfall in Berk. However, while you were out for this walk you noticed a large figure clambering its way into the forge where your awkward friend Hiccup worked. You usually aren't one to pry but you knew for a fact your friend was much smaller than the figure that had entered the workshop. You couldn't help but want to make sure that everything was okay so you made your way over.
“Hiccup?” You called out again, “I could’ve sworn I saw someone come in here…” You muttered to yourself. Just as you were about to reach out for the panels on the doors, a young boy just around your age came flying out, slamming the doors right back behind him.
“Hey! Uh- hey…” He tried to cover up his overly enthusiastic greeting with a much… lower toned one. The young boy just so happened to be the one person you were looking for. “What- uh… What are you doing here so late?” He asked, stumbling over his words as he rested his head on his arm in a very unnatural manner which began to set off some alarm bells in your head.
“I was just taking a walk and I saw something… much bigger than you, walk into the forge.” You said, trying to non-discreetly move your head around him as if you would be able to catch a glimpse of whatever was just beyond those shutters. Hiccup laughed, moving his head in the way of your view, he averted his gaze in an almost joking manner as if to laugh it off.
“The shadows were probably just playing with your mind and all, you know what a lack of sleep can do.” He tried to joke, but clearly you weren’t being swayed.
“Hiccup, what are you hiding?” You asked, crossing your arms in front of you. You knew the kid to be one to act weird, but never this weird. This was a stretch even for him.
“Me? Hiding something? I’d never hide anything.” He said, but just as he began to search for an excuse to give you, something began to tug on his odd garment that you hadn’t noticed until just then.
“Don’t mind this, uh, just an upset stomach.” He said, looking back up at you as if it would convince you. Obviously you could clearly tell this wasn’t the case just as anyone on Berk would be able to gather.
Well that is, anyone except Ruff and Tuff… that would take them a moment to figure out.
As you stared at him, waiting for him to answer he continued to get tugged and pulled before finally being lifted up off the ground. That was the last sign you needed before you began to walk towards the boy, about to reach out and grab him.
“Uh, it was great talking with you but I have to go now, seeyoulaterbye!” He scrambled before being pulled through the doors and before you could even begin to process what had fully happened, he was gone.
“What in the gods name?” Was all you could mutter as you thought through the encounter again in your head. You wanted to bring it up to him tomorrow, you weren't stupid enough to expect him to give you a straight answer though, you knew him better than that.
“Gobber, do you know where Hiccup is?” You asked the one handed man who was in the process of changing his hand from a hammer to his usually wooden one.
“Nope, sorry, not today. You know him, never in the same spot for long.” He said, shrugging before going back to work on one of the many weapons he had in store. “Why? What trouble is he in now?” He asked as if it was a daily occurrence, which in fairness, it was.
“He’s not in any trouble… just.” You paused for a moment while you began to think. “He was just acting really strange.”
“Hiccup? Acting strange? Now there’s a shocker.” Gobber responded sarcastically, not giving you his full attention but the fact he was responding was enough for you. You laughed a bit in response before letting out a drawn out sigh.
“Well, I guess I’ll go find him. Thanks Gobber.” You said, turning away from the stall.
“Any time, oh and uh, if you find him, remind him he has some swords to sharpen when he gets back.” You snickered and nodded before giving him a final waving and heading off.
For the past few weeks you had noticed that Hiccup always ran off into woods after training. So the only way to find him would be to follow him one of these days.
Today was going to be that day.
After talking to Gobber you waited until the next day to work out your plan.
You waited for dragon training to finish, just behind one of the gates, casually leaning on the side as if you were supposed to be there. Hiccup for some reason left as soon as he could after dragon training. He does some strange move, the dragon drops, he says a, “Welp, Gotta go bye!” And he’s gone.
You knew you weren’t the only one confused by this, but you were going to be the first one to figure out what was so important that he couldn’t tell anyone about.
You were a bit lost in thought, staring out at the surprisingly clear skies over Berk, wondering if you’d ever see Berk change. This Viking village has seldom changed over the course of the several generations that lived here. While you were proud to be a Berkian, other than the frequent dragon attacks life got a bit stale.
As you continued to think, you almost failed to notice Hiccup start to awkwardly speed walk past you. That’s when your plan sprung into action, you’d just follow a few meters behind him, making sure he didn’t notice you were there. On the off chance he looked at you, you’d just… hop behind whatever cover you could find.
The plan is foolproof what could go wrong!
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Prologue: A Lightfury’s Guide to Stealing A Dragon Rider
Pairing: Hiccup 'Horrendous’ Haddock III x fem!oc
Word count: 1.2k
Summary: A mysterious new dragon rider has been starting to make their presence known by tearing through dragon hunter ships and leaving nothing in their wake. What dragon they ride is unknown. What they look like is unknown. Why they are hunting the dragon hunters is unknown. The only thing that is known is that they will stop at nothing to destroy every dragon hunter ship at any and all costs.
A/N: This is my first time doing something like this so my apologies if it seems rushed or not very good. This morning I just sort of had a burst of creativity and decided I wanted to do this since I rewatched the httyd films recently and started rewatching rtte. This fic will be set during rtte and I haven't decided how I want it to end so it might carry on into the movies but I’m not completely sure yet. I’m hoping to post once or twice a week, each time hopefully having some lengthy chapters. This chapter obviously isn’t too long and I had to decide between making it a prologue or a normal chapter but I'm hoping it turns out better with my decision. Thank you for reading this and hopefully the first chapter of a who-knows-how-long series.
“Fire!” Came the shouted yell of a dragon hunter. The man had his sword raised at an invisible force, his face twisted into a hardened glower as his eyes rapidly shot around the open air before them, the only visible entity being the waxing moon hanging in the clear night sky.
A few flimsy dragon root-laced arrows shot up at where the man had pointed, none of which were able to land its mark. Hunters quickly lined up a second arrow, pointing the weapon towards the sky, ready to shoot on command.
“There's nothing there Ryker,” One of the men stated as he lowered his bow, stepping towards the man who held a crazed look in his eyes. “Whatever fired those shots and sunk the rest of our ships is long gone.”
As if on cue, a whistling lit up the air, chilling the dragon hunters into silence as their heads shot up. With arrows at the ready to immobilise the beast that had been tearing through their ships, they waited for their orders.
Seemingly out of thin air a blast of pinkish plasma shot towards the deck of a large ship just over from where Ryker stood, sending hunters scattering out of range as the ship was knocked back and forth. Several arrows fired at where the shot had come from, all sailing through the air and into nothing.
“Long gone you say?” Ryker asked the hunter who had spoken, an eyebrow raised at the previous statement.
The hunter's eyes fell quickly, shoulders bunching up near his ears before a surge of courage took over him. Raising his head, the hunter stared Ryker down. “It’s an invisible force, Ryker,” he attempted, any bravery draining from him at the set ablaze look in Ryker's eyes. “We’ll never hit it at the rate we’re going.”
“I don’t care if we’re out here all night, we are not moving until we have that dragon locked in a cage,” Ryker demanded through gritted teeth, taking half a step towards the hunter who had opposed him before whirling back around, moving across the deck of the ship with a watchful eye on the sky. “Whatever it is, it’ll have to show itself sooner or later.”
Higher in the sky, said invisible dragon had landed on top of the large sale, paws carefully aligned with the wooden mast to keep itself hidden. On the beast’s back, made from the same material as its scales and leather was a white-scaled saddle. It wasn't the most comfortable substance to make up a saddle but it got its intended job done. Laced in white scales, designed on leather and shaped to be the human shape of the dragon she sat on, was a girl warped in the same invisible blanket that hid her dragon.
Her eyes traced the towering figure of Ryker as his daunting figure scaled the length of the boat, eyes lit from beneath the carved-out space in her helmet. "I don't think they like us very much," The girl said as she slid one of her gloved hands along the neck of her dragon, using blind faith in hopes of not straying from the invisible dragon's neck.
An elated purr escaped the white beast as she stared down at the crew of dragon hunters, blue eyes wide with pupils dilating every few seconds.
A gargled mew left the dragon's mouth, the noise echoing to the point where it reached the ears of the hunters below. A few heads whipped up, trying to find the source of the sound. But a certain pair of eyes seemed to already be latched onto the two invisible forces. "Uh oh, looks like we've been caught." Even as the words were said, a ghost of a grin was gracing the girl's face.
Once again, a delighted noise escaped the throat of the white-scaled beast, ecstatic at the idea of getting off the hunter's ship and firing down at it. Spreading her wings in a large arch, with a bat of gust the dragon took off to the air, the rider that adorned its back latching onto the small handles weaved onto the saddle.
With a large spiral, the dragon shot straight into the sky, the same whistle lighting up the air as the pair flew out of range of any arrows that might stray their way. The noise caught the attention of all the hunters as they raised their bows, arrows at the ready for the slightest form of life.
“Hold!” Came the yell from Ryker as the whistle hummed out of range. While they waited, Ryker gravitated to one of the large crossbows, the chained coils aiming upwards. When the loud whistle began to register again, a ripple in the skyline caught Ryker's attention. Before he could second-guess himself, he shot the chain forward, yelling “Fire!”
The chain shot forward at a dangerous speed, a startled growl echoing through the sky as the cloak shielding the white dragon slipped forward, the ability gifted by Thor failing the dragon as she and her rider came back into view of the dragon hunters.
A preparatory grin spread across the face of Ryker as he watched the dragon fade back into existence. “Got you now,” He whispered as a storm of arrows shot towards the pair.
They didn’t stay in view for long, a quick blast of flames being shot forward before the dragon dived through them, its rider pressing close to the beast's body, the same force that cast the dragon into oblivion reflecting onto the scales sewn into the rider's armour. Another quick surge of power was fired down at the deck of the ship, stronger than the last shot. The pile of plasma tore through the deck of the ship, black ashes being left behind on the singed deck and a gaping hole. Before a second could pass, the duo were shooting back into the sky, trying to evade the hunters.
“That was a close one, wasn’t it girl?” The dragon rider questioned the lean dragon below her, earning a rumble in return as they flew from sinking boats behind them.
A cranking noise caught the attention of the rider, her head turning back to see what it was.
In a too-late dive, a metallic chain wrapped around the back leg of the white dragon. A shock was sent through the two of them as they began to be pulled back.
“Oh, now it’s personal.”
Raising from the back of her dragon, the invisible cloak fell from the rider's outline. “Keep flying straight. Don’t let them pull you in,” The rider muttered, taking slow steps down the dragon's back as she stepped towards the chain. “I’ll get you free.”
With a leap, the dragon rider pulled her sword to her hands, throwing it over the chain as she began to descend down it.
Ryker waited for her on board, his own sword at the ready as he waited for the dragon rider with a wicked grin on his face.
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Somethings about ✨Me✨
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MASTERLIST!!!✨✨✨✨
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My name: Cookie 🍪
my age: 19
my favorite color: Pink 💕💗💖💞💓🌸💐🌺💘💝🌷
My height: 4’11
my sign: Pisces ♓️
do I have a lover? Yesss!!!
my nationality: Hispanic American
My race: Mexican 🇲🇽🌮🌯🫔
Here’s some things that inspire me: MMA fighters, Choir, Animation, music, My parents
My favorite foods: Cheesecake, Chicken & Broccoli, Waffles, Chocolate and all candy
Here’s my favorite tv show and my favorite animal: Tales of Arcadia and Bears
My favorite song: Your Guilty Pleasure
my favorite movie: Real steel
Here’s a nickname I go by: Kk ☺️
What shade are my eyes: Black 🖤✔️☕️📞⚫️🏴☠️🎓🎬🥋▪️
Here’s my favorite cereal: Fruit Loops 🍒🍓🍇🍎🍉🍊🍌🥑🍏
And a place I’d like to go: Disney World 🐭🎀🐤🐾🦴🌭
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Requests are: Open
Fandoms I write for:
Baki Hanma
MHA
How To Train Your Dragon
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Demon slayer
Trollhunters
3Below
Wizards
Transformers/ Bayverse/ TFP
HunterXHunter
Guardians Of The Galaxy
Slashers
Sam & Colby
Reality Shifting
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What I will write for:
Character X Reader
Poly X reader
Character X Character (If I agree)
Fluff ☁️
Multi-Part
Headcannons
One-shots
Cute Yandere
Gore
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I will NOT write for:
(Please don’t even try and ask)
Smut 😳
Lemon 🍋
Angst 🫥
Incest
Character x Minor
Minor x Minor
Step-cest
Non-con/Rape/ Semi-noncon
Yanderes 😮💨
Death 💀
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Paul x reader - hiccups from Chinese
Summary: the reader is at the cave eating Chinese with Paul when she gets the hiccups.
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I ate my rice with Paul while we both sat on the couch.
We were eating Chinese food together and it was really good.
I ate a few more bites before I felt my chest get tight.
I then let out a loud hiccup. Paul looked at me and laughed.
I hiccuped again and groaned, setting my food down and leaning back into the couch.
Paul was laughing and he also se this food down.
“Paul it’s not -hic- not funny.” I hiccuped.
Paul finished laughing and laid across my lap. “I know baby but it is a little you have to admit.” He said.
I rolled my eyes and hiccuped again. Paul sat up in my lap and tucked my hair behind my ear.
“Do you want some water?” He asked me. I nodded and he left to get some. I sat there on the couch hiccuping and huffing.
Paul came back and handed me the glass. I drank it slowly and then set it on the table.
I waited for a minute then I hiccuped again.
I sighed and laid down on the couch.
Paul laid on top of me with his head on my chest.
I hiccuped and moaned, “Paul I hate this.” I said.
“I know baby.” He replied.
Then I let out a hiccup that actually sounded like the word. I groaned and hiccuped again.
I kept hiccuping, with Paul listening to me hiccup.
He got up and straddled my waist and looked down at my stomach, then he furrowed his eyebrows.
“Does that not hurt?” He asked me.
“What?”
“Your jeans button. It’s rubbing against your stomach when you hiccup.”
“Oh yeah can you-hic- unbutton that for me?” I asked him he nodded and unbuttoned my jeans.
I sighed and hiccuped, “thank you.” I said
Paul lifted my shirt up a little and kept looking at my stomach as I hiccuped.
“What -hiccup!- is it?” I asked him.
“Your tummy bounces a lot when you hiccup.” He giggled.
I smiled at him then hiccuped.
“I think it’s so cute!” He said smiling.
I shook my head then hiccuped.
Dwayne walked by and heard me hiccup then looked at me.
“Are you okay y/n?” He asked me.
I nodded, “just have the -hiccup- hiccups.” I said rubbing my chest.
“Yeah and look at her stomach when she hiccups! It’s so cute.” Paul gushed. Dwayne walked over and looked at my stomach as I hiccuped.
Dwayne smiled and laughed, “it is cute.” He said. He leaned down and kissed my forehead then he left the room.
“You really -hiccup- this it’s that -hiccup- cute?” I asked my boyfriend.
“Yes! You’re my girlfriend and I love everything about you!” He said.
I chuckled then hiccuped again.
I sighed and continued to hiccup and hiccup and hiccup.
“Can we cuddle? Like how we do in bed sometimes.” He asked me puppy dog eyes. I nodded and stood up. He took my place sitting up and I sat in between his legs, my back to his front.
He put his hands on my hips and his chin on my shoulder, watching my stomach still.
I continued to hiccup. Then I got sleepy.
I yawned and hiccuped then closed my eyes. I hiccuped while trying to sleep, but eventually I fell asleep.
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I'd Fight The Devil
Pairing: Alastor x fem! reader
Background: reader is Lilith and Lucifers oldest, and resembles Lilith more. Lucifer has a hard time bonding with her because of this, and Alastor decides to step in.
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
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"DAD'S COMING?!"
(Y/N) Morningstar, firstborn daughter of Lilith and Lucifer, was currently having a breakdown over the fact that her father was on his way to the hotel.
She'd have no issue leaving, of course, but Charlie tricked her dear old sister into staying by saying she needed help with the hotel. . .and told her their dad was coming when he was two minutes away.
It's not like she didn't miss him, but things became different once their mother disappeared. Lucifer threw himself into his ideas, and (Y/N) tried maintaining their relationship but he couldn't even stand the look of her.
"I'm sorry! But I thought maybe you guys could talk while he's here?" Charlie suggested with a gulp, twiddling her fingers.
"I'm done trying with dad. If he wants to talk, he can come to me," (Y/N) crossed her arms, firm on her stance.
"I never thought I'd meet someone with worse daddy issues, but here you are, cher," Alastor, with his famous grin, looked down at the Princess of Hell. She huffed, not in the mood for his side comments.
"Alastor, please-"
"He's here!"
"-please fucking hide me!" She ran behind him, despite the mass amount of blonde hair making it obvious.
He chuckled.
Honestly, since meeting the eldest Morningstar, Alastor deemed himself her Protector. Not that the girl wasn't capable or needed him persay, but he cared for her. Being on the aroace spectrum, he wasn't plagued by a selfish desire to fuck her, but it was a sweet concern that slowly turned into a need to be near her.
A need to make her his.
"Hopefully he doesn't-"
"Pumpkin?"
"Fuck," (Y/N) silently cursed under her breath before Alastor stepped aside.
"Hey dad," Lucifer felt a pang in his sinister heart at her tone. She sounded uncomfortable and wouldn't even look at him, but he also remembered that he couldn't look at her at times.
It reminded him of happier times.
Times he didn't want to be reminded of anymore.
"So how've you been? Heard you've got a fancy job now. Probably making loads of money, huh?" He chuckled nervously.
"Dad, it's my company. I made it."
And he couldn't even remember that she did that?
Any dad would remember that his child created her own business.
"Ouch."
"And it's got a fucking duck on the logo. God, dad," She rose her voice, "you can't even remember that?"
"I've been busy, pumpkin-"
"Too busy to call? Too busy to even fucking call?!"
Charlie flinched at the harshness in her voice. She's always been a firecracker but she's never seen her so angry.
"I'm not fighting with you, (Y/N)," Lucifer stepped towards her, "why do you insist on fighting? Especially when I'm here for Charlie."
"Oh, you're here for Charlie?" Her horns started to come up through her skin, rolling back like a rams.
Just like her mom.
"I'm not making this about me. I just wish you'd make the effort instead of it having to be me," She missed who he was.
And during this, Alastor could see the pain on her face. She was furious, and rightfully so.
But he let her fight her own battles.
"I'm sorry that I look like mom. Is that what you want me to say?!"
"Yes!"
He didn't mean it. Of fucking course he didn't mean it, but it slipped out.
"Dad! That's enough!" Charlie ran to her, seeing tears well up in her sisters eyes. "How could you say that?"
"Pumpkin, I-"
"Don't," She sniffled, holding Charlie close, "don't come near me."
But he didn't listen.
He hated being the fact that his little girl was crying because of him.
"I think you've come far enough," Alastor spoke, getting infront of Charlie and (Y/N). He is excellent at saving face, so his pure unadulterated rage was hidden beneath his smile.
She hiccuped behind him, sobbing into Charlie's shoulder.
"Don't make me move you," Lucifer glared.
"And don't make me fucking kill you for hurting what's mine."
His voice turned more static-like than before, his eyes a burning red and his horns outstretched. He was a fucking shield for his Princess, and not even the King of Hell could get through. Lucifer recognized this and humbly backed away, retreating with his tail between his legs.
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(Y/N) spent the next hour crying in her room. Over the years, she had started to hate herself for looking like her mom, and Lucifers' confirmation only reaffirmed it.
"Need anything else?" Charlie asked her. Although her sister wasn't searching for redemption, she had her own personal room in the hotel.
"Can you get Alasto-?"
A knock sounded at the door.
"Was he there the whole time?" She sniffled, and a muffled "maybe" came through the door.
Her bed was surrounded by napkins that she quickly placed on her bedside as Charlie allowed Alastor inside.
Alone.
The two of them.
Might as well just throw them condoms and say get to it, is what (Y/N) was thinking. She's known about her crush on The Radio Demon for a few months now, having a fantasy dream here and there, but wasn't much of an active person herself.
"Thank you. I know he tried to fix it, but I couldn't stand to look at him," Her puffy eyes made Alastors eye twitch, still a small spout of anger for her father.
"Of course, my dear," He sat himself next to her on the bed.
"Because your father, although the King of Hell, is a fucking coward", is what he wanted to say but kept those words for himself.
"Did you mean it? That I'm yours?" She asked, her hand inching closer to his.
"I never say anything I don't mean, cher," He grabbed her hand, kissed it, and made the she-demon gasp.
"I thought you hated touch."
He chuckled, "Oh, I do, but not if it's you. Your skin is warm, and it brings me comfort. You bring me comfort."
"You'd have me, even if I want to be glued to your side? Even having petty fights with my dad?"
"Darling, I'd wear your skin if you asked."
"Oh, how romantic," She blushed before both his hands came up to her face, bringing her into a needy kiss. With her, he needed to feel her.
Someday, even all of her.
"And I'd eat demons with you," She whispered against his lips.
"Oh my heart may burst, my dear."
Taglist: @lorkai @droopingdatura @tr1coo @randomuser-89 @abbiedail @evelin1o1 @sseleniaa
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Hi pretty, it's me again! I was thinking, could you do fluff alphabet for Hiccup? Btw, your last works were wonderful, keep it up!!🥰
a/n: hi lovely anon! i'm so sorry this took so long. i've been very busy at the moment and kind of stuck with hiccup's requests specifically. thank you for reading my work! i hope you enjoy! <3
ps. this has not been proofread, so i apologize for any mistakes.
A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)
Hiccup adores everything about you, literally. He thinks you are perfect, he hasn’t met someone as bold, brave and daring as you, while time being calm headed and smart at the same. You don’t make rash decisions, but you’re not afraid to take on perilous situations. He really admires how you seem to be everything at once, while still being so down to earth.
B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)
He loves your hands. He likes playing with them and loves it when you braid his hair or play with some trinkets. They hold a certain allure, and he’s absolutely hypnotized by them.
C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)
He likes cuddling, especially after a long day. He doesn’t have a preferred position. He just likes being close to you in any way. He likes tangling your limbs together, he likes hugging your torso and you run your hand through his hair, he likes cradling you, or even spooning you, anything and everything goes.
D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)
Your best dates are spontaneous ones. They usually start by one of you flying out just to clear your head, and the other one joins them mid-flight. You’ll probably end up on a random island somewhere until the sunset, and then you’ll both fly back to Berk amidst the stars.
E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)
Hiccup is not afraid to tell you what he thinks, he is good at communicating. However he is often very distracted or focused on side aspects to express himself and he doesn’t always notice that he’s avoiding his emotions. He allows himself to fully express to you how he feels when you’re both alone. You can tell he has something on his mind when he isolates himself. Once you pin him down, there’s no stopping his rambling on how he’s feeling.
F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)
Yes, he knows he wants a family. He hasn’t thought of when, but he is sure that he wants to have a family with you. He knows he has a lot of pressure on that front, since he is going to be the future chief, but he is certain that with you by his side, everything will work out.
G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)
He is very detail oriented, so he likes gifting you little trinkets or bigger things when it comes to special holidays, he acts like it’s no big deal when he does. However, when you gift him something he acts like it’s the greatest thing he’s laid his eyes upon just because you made it for him.
H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)
He ADORES holding your hand. He’s not much into pda, but that’s the one thing he’ll allow himself to do. He is rather delicate with holding your hands, and most of the time (while in public) he won’t actually grab your hand, but more like reach out for the tip of your fingers or hold your wrist as he puts it on his lap or something. It’s more of a fidgeting thing to remind himself that you’re there and vice versa. It’s a silent ‘i love you’ at all times.
I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)
His mind is usually everywhere at once, but once you get hurt he goes into hyperfocus. He needs to take care of you and make sure you’re okay. If you’re unconscious, he will not stop worrying until you wake up; most of his time will be spend by your bed.
J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)
He loves joking around. Even if most of the time you are the one teasing him. It still doesn’t spare you from the fact that he’ll arrange the occasional harmless prank or joke.
K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)
He’s a passionate kisser, only when you’re alone though, and whenever he proceeds to try something new, he’ll double check with you. He also likes taking small glances at you between said kisses, just to appreciate you. Like he’ll grab your face tenderly and gently pull it apart for a second to see you before resuming your kissing.
L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)
When in public he tries to acto more ‘profesional’ since it’s his duty as the future chief of Berk to earn the people’s respect, however, he’s not that great at it. Most of the time he’s either looking out for you amongst the public or tying to make sure that the missions you’re put on are the ones he can also go on (even if he doesn’t get his way a lot of the time, thanks to your stubbornness).
M = Memory (favorite memory together?)
His favorite memory of you together is when you were both tasked with building the fire-extinguisher system, and you spent days trying to find a way on how to put it together. And on those late nights, in which thinking so much made you delirious, you both ended up on the floor in laughing fits and talking about anything and everything, such as old memories, like the time the twins had dies Fishleg’s hair green on Loki day.
N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)
It may not come as a surprise that Hiccup has a fear of failure. Since he was a kid he’s been the subject of Berk’s highest expectations, and he’s terrified of letting his people down. However, you’re always there to reassure him, and let him know what a wonderful work he’s doing.
O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)
Hiccup is not exactly a conventional viking, he has a lot of quirks, but his most prominent one is the bond he has with dragons. Sure, everyone these days has a dragon of their own and they get along greatly, but Hiccup is just exceptional with them. He seems to belong amongst them.
P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)
He’s a classy guy, so he’ll often stick with ‘Love’. He thinks your name is beautiful so he’ll give you nicknames that stick to it, or call you names that derive from inside jokes.
Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)
He likes riding with you, he likes the calmness of it all and in some cases even the adrenaline it provides. He thinks of it as ‘your thing’, when you rode together he can completely be himself. He also likes going to celebrations with you, he hasn’t ever been one for feasts or banquets, but you make it fun and if he can dance at least one with you, he’ll be in a state of bliss for the rest of the week.
R = Romance (how romantic are they? what are their go-to ways of being romantic?)
He tries very hard to be romantic, he thinks you deserve the best, however you are both so comfortable with each other that some ‘procedures’ are just forgotten. This, of course, does not mean that he forgets the little details that he knows will touch your soft spot.
S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)
Hiccup will tell you everything he has on his mind. However, sometimes it may take some prodding for him to do so; it’s not that he doesn’t trust you enough, but just that sometimes he gets too lost in his head for him to realize he may be pushing you away, or he doesn’t want to burden you with his problems.
T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)
It took Hiccup a while to come around with the term that you might like him back just as he liked you. However, before being together in a romantic sense, you had been (and still were), best friends. You knew you could confide in each other, and you guys were each other’s safe place. It was because of this that coming to terms with your feelings was a bit more difficult for the both of you, since you didn't want to ruin your friendship.
U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)
He has a quiet type of anger. He’ll usually lock himself in his room until he knows he’s calmer and can come out. He’ll often look for secluded spaces where he can cool off, and not do something he’ll regret later.
V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)
Hiccup is not someone who often realizes the greatness of what he’s done, so you have to remind him when he’s being too harsh on himself. He does take great pride, however, in the home he’s built for dragons. It is one of the things that make him the happiest…along with you, of course. He’ll find subtle ways to show you off, but he has found that you don’t need his help to be admired. You draw in people’s stares when you walk into a room, and he’s proud to have you in his life, and having the privilege of calling you his.
W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)
He knows you can handle yourself, and is filled with a feeling of pride whenever he see’s you fly into battle with the fearlessness and courage that defines you so well. Still, it is in his nature as your boyfriend, to have the occasional worrying thought and maybe want to lock you up just that he can keep you safe. He wouldn’t ever do that, of course, so instead before every mission or task he’ll make sure to seek you out and wish you good luck; he also always makes sure that you take with you the charm he gifted you.
X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)
He knows when something is wrong or when something is upsetting you, however, as it is expected, he doesn’t always know what happened. So despite the situation, he’ll try to comfort you as best as he can or even give you space if you need it.
Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)
He would propose on one of you dates, he’ll probably take you to an island he just discovered and while you were occupied while admiring the view or trowing sticks for Toothless and (Y/D) to catch, he’d get out the ring from his pocket and throw it at you nonchalantly. You open it and your laughter subsides, you look up at him in disbelief and he is grinning at you (quite adorably, may i add).
“(Y/N), an hour ago I thought that I had loved you more than any man has ever loved a woman, but now I know that what I felt then was nothing compared to what I feel now, and this will be nothing to what I feel in a minute. Marry me?"
“Yes,” you replied breathlessly, between watery laughter.
Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)
Flying. It comes as no surprise that what makes him feel at peace is being with his best friend amongst the clouds. However, when everything else fails you are the one thing that can calm him down.
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Hiccup Masterlist
Hiccup Dating Headcanons
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Sleeping with HTTYD characters
ft. hiccup, tuffnut, eret, snotlout, astrid, ruffnut, grimmel
⤷ Hiccup
Honeymoon hug - Hiccup wants to see your face while he's falling asleep and wake up to your face the next day. He also wants to have you in his arms because he feels like he's protecting you. He loves rubbing your back with his arm and with his other arm he loves playing with your hair. I can't even count how many times a night he kisses your forehead.
⤷ Eret
The spoon - Eret is a simple guy. He is dominant man so he loves to make you feel protect. What he loves the most in this position is that he can reach every part of you - your arm, your head, your leg, your belly and waist. But most of the time he rest his arm on your waist and slowly goes down to your belly.
⤷ Tuffnut
Sweetheart's cradle - Surprisingly, Tuff doesn't move much in his sleep.He really calms down before bed, which is the exact opposite of how he is during the day. He likes to have you close to him while he's rubbing your back. He likes kissing your nose whenever he have a chance. He doesn't snore but he talk in his sleep, mostly about you or Belch.
⤷ Snotlout
The pursuit - At the end of the, Snotlout wants to relax. He have a big ego but even he have his limits. And his father isn't one of the best. So at night when is just the two of you he gets really soft. Which leans towards you being the big spoon.He loves to have his legs entwined with yours. And he loves how warm you are.
⤷ Astrid
Shingles - Astrid is dominant so most of the time she hold you in her arms. You lay your head on her chest or in her neck while she wraps her arms around your waist. Sometimes when she is sure no one listens, she sing to you. Or she hums into your ear. Softly, so you can fall asleep peacefully.
⤷ Ruffnut
The crab - Ruff is a very messy sleeper. She fall asleep in your arms but she wakes up on the floor with all blankets while you are freezing on the bed. She always apologize after that, because it's always cold at Berk and even bigger at the night so.. She is drooling a lot in her sleep. She has been a sleepwalker several times, so nights with her are always an adventure.
⤷ Grimmel
Loosely tethered - Grimmel is loner which means he is not used to cuddle with someone or let someone sleep next to him. But he's getting used to it, slowly. So he leaves a small space between you two but he's always holding your hand. When you fall asleep he is watching you. Not in a creepy way, he just love seeing your face.
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angelic alteration
om brothers x reader
wc : 1.k
warnings: nsfw, corruption kink based
synopsis : when Solomon and Diavolo can't fix the problem, it's up to Mc
a/n : thought the angel event (og) could use some more spice so I poured my entire spice rack on it
“Mc…I’m afraid we have bad news.”
You sighed into the receiver, “Yeah? You guys can’t reverse the magic, can you?”
“Nope!” Solomon chirped cheerfully, “Diavolo and Michael’s magic mixed together too strongly for us to reverse ourselves. You’ll just have to wait for them to go back to normal, or…”
“Or…what?”
“Well, this is just a theory, but what if you just corrupted the angelic magic and forced their demonic sides back out?”
“Corrupted, huh..? I like the sound of that.”
†
“I can feel the magic trying to stop me…how. stupidly. annoying.” Lucifer accentuated each word of his complaint with a sharp thrust, face pinched in concentration as sweat beaded at his temple.
He’d be damned if something as trivial as a hexed bracelet from the celestial realm kept him from indulging in you, the one temptation he would never dare ignore.
Your nails dug crescent moons into his shoulders, thighs squeezing at his hips tightly as you moaned and panted beneath him. “Lu-ci-fer! S-slow d-own!”
He growled and sped up in response, snapping his hips into you harshly, “How dare they try to turn me back? I am the Avatar. Of. Pride!” Once again, each word was accentuated with a thrust, making his cock hit deeper and deeper each time.
And he was so fucking proud each time he had you a moaning mess underneath him, crying out his name, begging him not to stop— you made his sin flood his entire body every time.
An electric charge cracked through the air for a brief second before the bangle broke in half, magic forcibly shattering under Lucifer’s sheer prowess.
He grinned sharply, capturing your legs against your chest in a mating press as he went even harder. His wings shedded to black, spanning out proudly behind him as the halo melted down into his horns.
“I’m going to ruin you, do you hear me? You’re not leaving this bed- not tonight, or in the morning, or maybe even until tomorrow afternoon…I’m keeping you until I’ve had my fill.”
†
The sight of Mammon’s blue eyes peering up while his mouth was busy pleasuring you had always been a pretty sight— the shimmering halo was only a little bonus this time.
But you wanted his horns to hold onto. “Just like that, Mams…doing so well, pretty boy.” Your hips rocked over his mouth, grinning down at him with gold flickering in your eyes.
He was all about giving now that the bangle had taken hold, which even before, Mammon always keened when you sat on his face and just used him.
The second born was moaning and whining and whimpering against your skin as his tongue lapped up everything he could, “Mmph- like this? ‘M I doing good, Mc?”
“Y-yeah, baby, fuck— so good…” you carded your fingers through Mammon’s hair, feeling him get more and more excited before you lifted up off his face.
And he was absolutely distraught with the lack of your taste, desperate cry leaving him as he tried to chase after you. “No, no, no! Mc, please, come back— wasn’t done, wanna taste you still, wanna make you feel good, please!”
The laugh you let out made him whine even louder, fingers gripping frantically at your thighs. It was like a switch flipped, magic being overtaken by his greed.
His eyes flickered gold like yours, a whiny growl escaping him. He forced you on your back within a second, mouth working at you even more desperately now as he held you down and took what he wanted— and he wanted to make you cum.
“Jus’ let me, please let me make you cum— you taste so good, Mc, I don’t wanna stop. Want you to scream my name and yank my hair, grip my horns, just give me more- more, more, more!”
†
A small shriek left Levi when you rammed against his prostate, hiccuped cries of your name following. His back arched, wings flaring out behind him, making you hit even deeper spots inside of him.
With his new attitude, he’d been letting everyone else spend time with you and he was finally feeling the built up envy creep along his spine, right beside the spikes of pleasure.
“Aww…look at you. So sweet for me, huh? Why so shy, Levi? Wasn’t this what you meant about strengthening connections?”
Garbled sounds left him, courtesy of your fingers stuffed in his mouth. His eyes rolled back, hands gripping at your hips desperately, though it wasn’t clear if he was pushing you away or pulling you closer.
“How am I gonna know I’m doing good if you don’t tell me, ‘vi? C’mon, sweet thing, tell me. Or do you not want me?”
It was like you asked the unthinkable. A loud whine left him and his tail returned, knocking the halo right off his head before it coiled around your abdomen.
“No! I want you, I want you so badly, please keep fucking me— don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” Diamond shaped scales scattered across his body as the magic wore out.
You cooed, thrusting into him sharply, making his body lurch, “Good boy, Leviathan..”
†
“Fuck!” Satan cries out, fingers digging into his white wings to try and keep them from fluttering. His back arched almost painfully, loudly begging you to keep going.
“Oh, look at you…” the coos that left you made him flush red, giving you a great sense of satisfaction. This was the most he’d been riled up since putting that ridiculous bangle on.
Your thighs were burning at the unforgiving pace you were riding him at, beads of sweat splashing onto his skin, so you decided to change the game a little.
“Come on, Tannie, if you want it, work for it.” You settled your weight on top of him, ceasing your movements as you cockwarmed him instead.
A displeased growl comes from the back of his throat, eyes snapping open with a glowing green. “Mc, move! Please!”
Slowly, the halo above his head began to flicker and dim before it shattered, dissipating in the air. Another growl escaped him as his wings followed suit, tail lashing out like a whip.
“That’s it— c’mon-!” You gasped when he yanked you forwards, chest pressing against his as his tail locked you in place. The only sounds that could leave you now were broken moans as he fucked you almost viciously.
“You know how I feel about you fucking. teasing. me. Feels good doesn’t it? Yeah? Cause I’m not stopping. ‘M not stopping until I physically can’t fuck you anymore— fuck, I needed you.”
†
Unabashed moans echo off the walls of Asmo’s bathroom as the fifth born writhes under your touch. The sound of water sloshing makes his cheeks burn fiery red and the sound of you moaning back at him makes it even worse.
“W-wait! You d-don’t have to— oh!”
“Shh, Azzy…’m just taking care of you. You were so hard and aching…could see it even though you tried to hide under the water.”
The white feathers ruffled with pleasure (slowly shedded away and turning back), hips jerking frantically to chase the pleasure. The bangle’s magic was completely buried under how hot you made him feel and the feeling of you licking along the edges of his leathery wings increased it ten fold.
“Yes, Mc, like that— don’t stop, just like that, just like that!” Amso curled over on you, horns knocking against your shoulder as he cried out even louder.
You fisted his cock harder and swiped your thumb over the tip relentlessly, “Yeah? Made you feel so good, you corrupted yourself, huh? Pretty little Azzy…come on, cum.”
The squeal he let out cracked halfway through, broken cries of your name following like a mantra. His hand encased yours, making sure you didn’t stop jerking him off.
“K-keep going, don’t stop! Wanna cum for you again ‘n again, gotta make up for when I was giving you away to the others, please, please, let me cum again for you!”
†
“H-haaah…ah! M-Mc…what’re you..o-oh..doing?”
“You said it made you happier seeing others get to eat, so…” you hummed, licking your lips before digging your tongue back into the slit of his cock, “I’m just..enjoying my meal…”
Beel had always lost his cool when you went down on him, finding your mouth to be too good at pleasuring him. The growl he let out was something only a demon could make.
The glowing of the bangle did nothing to deter you— in fact, you only laughed and peered up at him with the red sin of gluttony swirling through your irises. With another hum, you enveloped his cock in your mouth and forced your head as far down as you could, swallowing around him.
He tried so hard to not buck into your mouth or grip at your head as the magic worked to keep his ravenous nature at bay, but…that’s just not who he was anymore.
“C’mon, Beelie…want you to cum in my mouth, I wanna taste you..pretty please? Let me have it…”
A low groan fell past his lips, hips finally jerking up and accidentally making you choke. A rushed apology was given as his fingers tangled in your hair and gently guided your head at a faster pace.
The beating of his insectual wings was rapid as he got closer, magic completely dissipating when he let out a sound akin to a small roar, grabbing at his own horns when he came.
Watching you pull away with visibly stuffed cheeks, slowly working on swallowing it all (though drops still ran down your chin) made a sharp pang shoot through him.
“Thank you…you always make me feel so good, Mc…but..now ‘m hungry. Let me return the favor..wanna taste you too.”
†
“A-are you sure…this is o-okay?” Belphie chokes out quietly, hands pressing down on your hips to keep you pinned to the bed with your knees bent to your sides.
Your fingers curl in the sheets, body lurching forward at each thrust, “yeah, ‘s okay— feels good, doesn’t it? You’re doing so good, Bel…”
The clipped whines and gasps that Belphie was making made his cheeks flair with an embarrassed flush; but you were right. It felt so. fucking. good. And he didn’t think he ever wanted to stop.
Through the pleasure, it was easy to ignore the glowing bangle on his wrist and the voice in the back of his head telling him that he should have more reservations- that he shouldn’t be doing this— that voice wasn’t even his. Belphie wanted this, he did!
As your hands stretched back to claw at his lower stomach, you moaned out his name and wiggled your hips, begging him to go faster.
“Please, Bel…know you can go f-faster than this, want you to fuck me— please, please, please! Don’t wan’ you to be an angel, want you to be my demon again-!”
Magic cracked in the air, sending the hair on the back of your neck rising before a familiar tail curled around your stomach and yanked your lower half higher up, forcing your chest further into the mattress.
The attic bed creaked with the force he slammed into you at, whines mixing with growls now; his horns pressed against your skin as he rested his forehead against your back, making it arch even more.
“Yeah? You want me to fuck you senseless again? Couldn’t even go a couple days without having me play with you, fuck, you’re such a slut for me.”
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husband!rafe dad!rafe feels some time of way abt his baby girl getting her shots.
rafe cameron x reader
You were slowly putting last-minute essentials into the baby’s diaper bag. The little giggles heard from the baby monitor make you smile. Rafe was downstairs with your 7-month-old daughter. Today you were getting ready to head to her check-up appointment. Rafe coming up with a billion excuses for you to cancel. He did not want his precious baby girl to get her vaccines today. “I’d fuckin kill them if they’d make her cry y/n” You would kiss his grumpy face assuring him that she’d be fine.
“Where’s my ari girl?” You gasped smiling bright as she was currently being attacked by the tickle monster: her father. Her belly laughs quickly turning in hiccups. “Baby see how smiley she is this morning?” Rafe turned her towards you. All gummy smiles and a sweet baby mumble followed. “We can’t let them ruin her mood with a needle.” You sighed “Rafe, she needs her vaccines im sorry.” You reached for your baby girl tilting your head when Rafe held her against his chest.
“Do ya really wanna go with your mommy?” Rafe scoffed as Ari squirmed in his arms reaching towards you. “I’m trying to protect you baby..” Rafe placed a kiss on both of her chubby cheeks before giving her up and placing one onto your lips. “You’ll be right back in my arms once you realize where she has us taking you.” He pointed a finger at his oblivious daughter. Ari reached forward grasping his finger and biting into it. “Babe look she’s teething we can’t put her through more pain!”
You giggled loving this dynamic you and your little family had after everything. Never in a million years would you imagine “big bad Rafe” Everyone spoke about having a crisis over his daughter getting her shots.
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