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spacenintendogs · 1 year
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happy pride month
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sketchbirdie · 7 months
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Pizzatober 2023
Day 29: Pizzahead, my boi!
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I made a post abt this on my main but like. its honestly so sad seeing people fully misinterpret Stoick because they never watched Riders + Defenders of Berk
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000marie198 · 1 year
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Can we appreciate how he's gone into Hiccup mode here while interacting with that terror? (Before he shook the poor guy that is...)
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alleysoup · 3 months
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silly Hazbin doodles from a silly gobber ;p
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rubybug · 6 months
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They’re so silly!!
A finished batch of gobber commissions :D
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lunaritychuwolf · 3 months
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My favourite part of the next chapter of Mother Spore from @kitsuneisi Doody's DDVAU comics 😩😩
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LOOK AT THIS MOMENT AND TELL ME THEY ARENT JUST SILLY GOOFY GOBBERS
Aaaaaaaaah
DOODY I LOVE YOUR ART SO MUCHHHH💙💙💙💙
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ana-the-light-fury · 2 months
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I've noticed, while watching many people react to httyd 1 on YouTube, that almost all of them have the same options on certain things.
They're impressed that Hiccup is an inventor.
They think it's either amazing and/or impressive and AWESOME that Stoick takes on a dragon by punching it in the face.
Most of them don't seem to realize that Toothless' drawing was just a silly scribble lol. Some of them think he was making Hiccup an obstacle course or a game?? Or even that Hiccup was trying to teach him how...to move???
They'll think it's cute how fast that Terror trusted Hiccup and just curled up at his side.
When Gobber says, "Well, most of him." they either go, "WHAT'D YOU MEAN, MOST OF HIM??!" or, "Ooh, did he lose his leg/a limb?"
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oncewhenalongtimeago · 5 months
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Hi hi!! How are you?
I was wondering if you have any continuation for The jealous one (or other), otherwise no problem!
Have a nice day <3
The Jealous One pt 3
Pairing: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III x Fem!Reader
Words: 3,492
Hiccup tries to catch your attention. You remain stubbornly obtuse and subtly obstinate.
Tags: fem!reader, silly, ambiguous timeline, Snotlout Jorgenson, Ruffnut and Tuffnut Thorston, suggestive content, Jealous!Hiccup, Post RoB/DoB, Pre-RTTE
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“Hello,” You managed, as you squeezed between two large, metal-breasted women.
You were barely able to hold back the urge to break out into a jolly skip, remembering with glee the look on Phlegma’s face when she’d been greeted with a hall half full of greenish sheep. 
You had plans and people waiting for you, though nothing could ever be important enough to keep you from enjoying the smell of fresh air and rainy weather. Currently, the village had just broken free of a drizzle, the clouds parting in order to welcome through soft sunlight which danced, tingling across the skin of your face.
“Good morning,” You wished with cheer as you passed by Burthair, who balked as you curled your lips upwards. Your apparent reputation as sullen, timid, and alone did you wonders so it must have been an awful shock to see you so bright and chipper.
You tapped your toes against the stone foundation marking the beginning of the forge hoping to knock off any loose, dry mud before you tracked it inside, though you were sure it was for naught. There was already a steady line of dirt leading into the forge made up of large, round dragon prints, bookmarks and small rounded crescents you were certain belonged to Gobber’s peg.
“Hello,” You called at a hunched back, connected to a body which was standing before one of the long benches set around the area, one of his arms extended to scribble something down on a piece of parchment while he scanned a book, keeping track of the lines with his right hand.
A lanky set of shoulders startled before Hiccup, the one and only, set his stick down with a level of finality, shoulders falling as he turned, red undershirt crumpled and covered in smudges. His face was also smudged, and you would have had the mind to worry about the state of his book if you had the care and weren’t in such a hurry.
“Hey,” Hiccup said, turning around and running a hand through his hair, leaving dark streaks behind as he did it. You knew how incredibly dirty his pillow was because of it. 
You grinned lopsidedly, wondering how much brighter his hair would be if he’d washed it more often.
He seemed startled to see you smile so bright, a hesitant smile of his own jumping across his mouth. The light from the open window and the side of the forge hit his face pleasantly, lighting the freshly defined shape of his jaw and the high bone of his cheek. It looked soft.
Your ears pinked. You weren’t sure you’d felt this great since you were kids. Or at least since you were fifteen. It wasn’t often that you saw him without his leather anymore. You admired him without it, skinny frame and all.
You shook that thought away, walking in further, circling to face him as he moved throughout the open room. 
“You had a long night?” You asked as you eyed the tired tilt to Hiccup’s eyes and the exhaustive bruising underneath, “I’m sorry I wasn’t here to keep you company.”
Hiccup shut his eyes, furrowing his brow and shaking his head as he looked away, “It’s alright.”
You shrugged your shoulders as if you were feeling them out, trying to dispel some of the nervous energy locked in your nonexistent, but growing, still, of course, muscles.
“So…?” Hiccup began.
“So?” You asked, before realizing, lips quirking into an awful, dopey approximation of a grin. Right. And you had to be quick.
“Snot used up all his Zippleback Gas capsules,” You said, finally. When in doubt, blame Snotlout. He was running low too, of course. Because you’d stolen a few.
You hoped he hadn’t noticed.
“Really?” Hiccup rubbed his hands off on a rag, wiping away dark ash and oil. 
You brushed aside all thoughts of Snotlout to ogle at Hiccup again, wondering what it would be like to press your lips to his, chapped and scratched from all his time up in the air. What all that smoke, wind and metal would taste like mixed with spit.
It was very indulgent. You were sure you’d given up on things like that a long time ago, between conversations about Astrid, girlfriends and shooting down dragons, though some fluttery nasty feeling in your stomach reared its head. You were absolutely sure there must have been something in the air to have your face heating up the way it did, and so you were determined not to stew on it as you had for so many nights before.
Hiccup hesitated, stuck in the space between words, brows furrowed as he stared you in the eyes. It was still, quiet for a moment before he spoke again, “I’ll get you some more.”
He opened his mouth again, then shut it, holding back and looking a little guilty for it.
You sighed, fingers twitching.
 Hiccup looked down, nodding, leaning against the forge window, “So, are you free…?”
“Ah, no,” Your shoulders stiffened, already partially turned away as you began to take a few steps backwards. You were a bit surprised that he had asked, certain that he wouldn’t have missed your absence the past couple of days.
 He seemed kind of bummed at that, and maybe a little confused, the corner of his mouth tilting wide, brows quirked as he turned back towards his desk.
“I have to go,” You said awkwardly, grimacing and rubbing the back of your neck, as you began to back out. You had someone waiting for you, after all.
“Yeah, sure, but-! Will you be-” Hiccup turned back around quickly “-free, soon? Wait-!”
“-Unless you’re trying to light it up with Zippleback gas, in which case- Fishlegs just published a study on that, see, it says that, on page thirty-four-” You gestured with your arms, standing in front the rest of your gang, slumped over a large set of crates in the fields.
“Gods, just shut up,” Snotlout groaned as you spent their attention enthusiastically. 
Still somehow you got dragged into another chore with the Jorgenson. You were certain now that everyone thought you to be two of a kind, especially as you began to hang out more and more, which left you slightly unsettled but joyful yet still.
You had run into the twins along the way, but Tuffnut had been long since gone, and Ruffnut’s had followed soon after, though she had the mind when she was there to nod along occasionally and drop a snipe even as her eyes drifted, so as to at least give the impression that she was paying any sort of attention. Maybe that was why Fishlegs liked her so much.
You were just simply on a break between tasks as you waited for Johannes to get back to you with a list of things he needed doing. He’d even offered coins this time, which kept you from running off with Hookfang.
Snotlout was incapable of handling himself during any sort of long conversation or lecture, period. You didn’t mind, however; you were just eager for the opportunity to talk someone’s ear off, and you found that you didn’t feel bad for him at all.
Valhalla knew it had been a while.
“No,” You said, “Anyways, since- Have you taken a look at Bork’s notes recently? Honestly, even though they were edited, so they’re not reliable, of course, I still think the bit on N-...”
You trailed off in your quest to remind Snotlout why it had taken you so long to become friends in the first place as you felt a tap on your shoulder. You jumped, for a moment, turning to meet Hiccup in the eye.
“Anyways, I’ll tell you more about it tomorrow, but- Uh-hm… What was I going to say..?” 
You wrinkled your nose as you turned, a bit disappointed to have been interrupted. The two of you hadn’t talked in a while so you were certain that whatever was coming next wouldn’t be so good.
“Can I go now?” You waved Snotlout off as he complained.
“I-” Hiccup started twitchily, before continuing on, “Are you free?” 
“Not- not right now,” Hiccup shuffled nervously, at your look, before trying again, “But I’ll be free before the sun’s half down, if you have the time. Though I still have to-” 
Snotlout seemed generally uninterested in what you were doing, head on his fist as his head bobbed, struggling not to fall back asleep.
“Damn,” You grumbled under your breath as you watched his shoulders slump then start as he blinked back to wakefulness.
Hiccup glared at Snotlout moodily, looking like one of Johannes’ sad hunting dogs.
You squinted at him, “Are you sure?”
“Yeah. I’m sure,” Hiccup said, scuffing his foot into the dirt as he began to shuffle away, “I’ll meet you later? By the Great Hall?”
You shrugged, “Maybe.”
You watched blankly as Hiccup disappeared around the bend and unsurely made your way back to Snotlout.
“Who took a dump in his boot?” Snotlout griped.
You didn’t deign him with an answer. You weren’t sure how.
You quickly stumbled up the steps to the Great Hall, boots half filled with dirt and a hefty stick lodged down the back of your shirt.
You had lost track of time quickly, easily falling into quick banter and working hard at the promise of coins to spend down at the docks. When you had finally finished and Johannes had finally had the mind to let you leave without any hassle, the sky had already begun to darken and you had realized with a start that you were very, very late.
The sky now was past dark, going from orange to blue and black as you finally made your way up to the top before you were able to bend over and heave, breaths coming quick and heavy as you finished your sprint across the island.
When you finally had enough air to stand back up, you looked around, eyes scanning across half dead half alive grass, listening to the squeaking and chirping of bugs as they came out to explore the night.
“Huh,” You said finally, after a moment. It was empty. You were all too familiar with Hiccup’s penchant for getting dragged away by some task or other, a quest from his father or a want of Gothi or Gobber’s. 
Still, an amount of disappointment in yourself and the circumstance, as well as a small curl of guilt made itself known in your chest. You knew how it felt to be left waiting.
Against all odds, you tried not to let it consume you, though, sure that Hiccup had probably forgotten about it all anyways.
It had been a few days since you’d run up to an empty hall and you had hardly seen Hiccup around at all. If you didn’t know any better, you were sure you would have believed him to be avoiding you. 
You were sure you would see him around soon, though you couldn’t help but to worry.
As such, you became quickly aware of a shadow fastly approaching from your left, as it grew bigger and hovered above you momentarily before continuing forwards, heavy wingbeats blowing against your hair. 
When a quick glance back refused to bear any fruit, you turned your attention back to the bundle of Dragon Nip in your hand, dried and held together by a string which you hung above Snotlout as he shouted and grabbed for it.
You were kneeled over the large stone wall at the base of the hill on the way up the Chief’s hut, one hand clutching the wall as you bounced and dangled the string.
The usual Dragon Nip spots had been harvested to dirt, and Snotlout was too busy doing whatever he did on his lonesome to even search for seeds, not before it was too late.
“Hey!” Snotlout scowled as you stuck your tongue down at him, smiling benignly. You quite enjoyed looking down on him from above.
 You had low stamina but, as you found, with how lazy he had been getting flying everywhere on Hookfang, it was enough for you to just barely run circles around him.
“Hey, Hooks! Give me a hand!” 
Said dragon grumbled, laying behind him, head on his clawed wings, resting in the sun like a lazy, fat cat. 
His eyes were closed, though occasionally he’d snort amusedly and flick his tail, paying vague attention. His gaze might have been just as raptly kept on the grass if you hadn’t raked your hands just under his jaw earlier, dropping a few blades into his open maw, Snotlout none the wiser. So, at the moment, it seemed as if he was just pleasantly out of it, taking in the cool morning breeze.
You heard a thump before the familiar gurgle of Toothless, as he landed just behind Snotlout, stepping and hopping lightly as he landed. 
It was not soon after that that Hiccup dismounted, swinging his leg off Toothless and stumbling to his feet.
“Hiccup?” You asked, just as Snotlout let out his own annoyed exclamation.
“Urgh. Watch where you’re going!”
“Hey,” Hiccup said nasally, rubbing sticks and twigs out of his hair, before grumpily greeting Snotlout.
“Cool it, twinkle toes,” Snotlout didn’t fail to notice the bite in his tone, smearing and snarking back, “What do you want?
Hiccup glowered at him sourly.
You held back a laugh as you began your climb down the side of the top of the stone wall, Dragon Nip bundle still in hand. 
You jerked back as a branch from one of the bushes to your side caught on the side of your tunic and scowled to yourself, putting the Nip under your armpit as you fumbled with the branch, trying your hardest to undo it.
“Fishlegs is on his way over,” Hiccup mumbled under his breath irascibly, as you trotted up to them.
Once free, you walked forward, noticing with glee how quickly Snotlout had turned his attention away from you, who was trying to move as quietly as possible.
“I didn’t catch that. Do you mind repeating it?” Snotlout jabbed smugly.
“Fishlegs is on his way over!” You shouted loudly, laughing again as he jumped away, hands over his ears, no doubt nursing sore drums before turning his scowl onto you.
You turned towards Hiccup. He looked, in part, ruffled, eyes wide, lips quirked downwards though you found him no less charming and no less saddening as you did before, especially, as you were suddenly reminded, after you had left him waiting at the Great hall. 
You slumped slightly, brows cinching and lips turning down, about to mumble a sullen apology for the other day before you felt a heavy weight crash into your side. 
 Perhaps realizing you were now at his level, once you were turned away, Snotlout began to scramble for you.
You yelped as he grabbed for the bundle of Nip, shouting nonsensically and running around Hiccup, keeping close to his back and using him as a human shield.
“Give it to me!” Snotlout shouted, “You don’t even have a dragon!”
Hiccup stared at the two of you, brows furrowed disconcertingly the whole time, head swiveling in an effort to keep up, arms up in an effort to keep balance, nearly tripping over his own feet.
“No!” You scoffed, shouting back wheezily, knowing very well that if you didn’t give any to him, he’d have nothing for Hookfang for a good long while, “You snooze you lose.”
You startled as he feinted to Hiccup’s left, moving to his right. You ran the opposite direction, the two of you running circles around Hiccup.
“So what-” Hiccup panted, trying to keep up with you, who was already working up a sweat, trying to carry a bit-too-large basin in you arms, “What’s been going on between you and Snotlout?”
“What?” You shouted back, feet moving a bit too hurriedly for the load you kept wrapped in your arms. 
Your eyes trained on the top of the hill as it grew nearer, legs working furiously to meet your goal.
“You and- Snotlout-?”Hiccup asked, prosthetic giving him slight trouble as you stumble-ran across a large incline, little red with plants, grass, rocks, roots and budding bushes on the other side of the large bridge leading out from the village.
“What?” You asked back distractedly, again, “I can’t hear-Whatever you’re asking, the answer is probably ‘no!’”
“Really? Because I really, really-” 
You blocked him out slightly, though not on purpose, the effort you were already expending on working your legs and on keeping a bare grip on the smooth wood basin with sweaty palms making it difficult to pay attention.
You weren’t sure when Hiccup began tagging along, probably once you bridged the gap between the forest and, well, bridge. In all fairness, you were a bit too preoccupied to be sure.
You took a moment’s rest as you finally reached the top, surface plateauing and settling into a flat, open-ish only barely tree-ed plain. You walked past a set of trees into the grass, stopping by a shallow ditch filled with plants and bordered by roots.
Then, with a pitiful whine, you realized that you’d come the wrong way.
You heard there was a new outcropping of Dragon Nip on the other side of the island. You needed to get there before anyone else could harvest the spot dry, and before Snotlout could hear anything of it, so you rushed immediately to compensate. You hurried it up tenfold after the twins began putting in their own requests. So it wasn’t just you and Hookfang on the line.
You should have just told them to stick it. You grit your teeth with the realization, set now in your motivation to grab everything and not give them a bit. You’d sell it instead.
You turned, then, from the middle of the clearing, the head of your foot caught on a rock, causing you to stumble forward, into Hiccup.
“Son of a-”
The two of you grappled with the basin and with each other in an effort not to tumble, which ultimately ended in you losing your grip on it, sore and strained fingers twitching erratically as blood once again rushed through them.
You tried to go after the basin as he grasped your arm in a panic in an effort to keep steady, causing the two of you to fall, made all the worse by the subtle dip in the earth.
You hit your elbow as you fell, the world blurry and confusing until you came to a quick and dizzying stop, as if you’d been flipped.
It was a struggle, but you landed forwards, with your hands on both sides of Hiccup’s head. 
Sun filtered through the leaves, light landing gently on his face, framing one cheekbone and the other eye, lightly caressing the sides of your face, covering you like a soft, thin, weighted blanket.
In the short moment you took to glance down at him, he was mid-blink. His brows were up high, and the set of his mouth and jaw were lax.
 He looked stunned, most probably because of the weighty pressure of your torso against his gut and one knee pressed between his, the other on the outside of him, though you didn’t have much to take notice or to marvel, which was in part by design.
Why would you, when you knew for sure that this boy was one who wouldn’t marvel back?
Moments passed by in a hurry, a rush that should not have allowed you to even register a moment. The kind of rush of experiences and memories made to meshed and flow like a stone tumbling along a river, ephemeral and summed up by the emotions you felt in that exact instant.
Of course, you realized that had you slowed down you might have imagined a world where this would have seemed, to you, to be a magical moment. Perhaps there was something special about it, though you didn’t have much of a mind to care for anything besides the nip and the awful soft -but brief- look in the eyes of the boy below you. It really was quite the beautiful day out.
“Come on, come on,” You startled, pushing off the ground and rolling over him, ignoring his soft grunt, rushing and scrambling for a hold against the hill, grabbing for grass as you scrambled out of the ditch, running after your basin as it cracked against stone and rolled all the way down the hill and back towards the cliffs.
As you ran off, half rolling again down the hill back into the forest, you left Hiccup, turned over on his side with furrowed brows. 
He pulled his hand, reaching to grab after you, back towards his middle, confused and startled tilt to his lips as he watched you go.
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lurkinglurkerwholurks · 2 months
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Book rec: How To Train Your Dragon
Yes, like the movies but also NO, not like the movies.
The movies are awesome, but I need you to understand first that the books are very different, equally awesome things. Hiccup is scrawny and a ginger. Toothless is tiny and green and talks. Gobber is built like a linebacker. Snotface Snotlout is a budding sociopath with a BFF named Dogsbreath the Duhbrain.
And they are such good books.
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First and foremost, the writing is superlative. It's silly and wacky and sometimes gross and so visceral and engaging with alliteratives and tactile language. The plots are NOT formulaic and do NOT go where you expect, and there's a true element of danger with unexpected deaths and consequences. I am a grown person with a mature understanding of how plots and series work, and I knew there were thirteen books in the series and STILL in book four I was terrified that the heroes wouldn't be able to pull it all off after all and the series would somehow end right there.
Second, they're marvelously short. Yes, there are thirteen in the entire series, but they just fly by. (Ha. Dragon pun.)
Third, the audiobooks are narrated by David Tennant. I repeat, all thirteen books are narrated by David Tennant in a thick, natural Scottish brogue, and he sounds like he's having the time of his life. The voices are great starting in Book 1 (I love the bits where he sings) but for me the joy really kicks off in Book 3. The section with the song of the nanodragon leaves me in stitches every time.
And because these book recs are all meant to be specific to my sliver of the Batman community, the dad vibes are peak. PEAK, I say. Stoic the Vast fills the specific flavor of kids book dad where he doesn't listen and is a little silly and often wrong which causes friction with his son who is very different from him and therefore difficult for him to understand but mannnnnnnn, he loves that kid so much. He really does. What a good dadman who is trying to best. (Oh, another difference? Hiccup's mom is alive and part of the tribe from the start. Her name is Valhallarama. But this is still very much a Dad-And-Son series.)
I strongly strongly strongly recommend getting the audiobooks from your local library. Such a treat.
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sarahsencen · 1 year
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Issues Headcannons Pt. 1
Hiccup
explosions: nearly dying with the red death.
water: when he nearly died in the ocean inside gobber’s old smelting cauldron
fire he isn’t in control of: red death
not being good enough: stoick being disappointed, not saving everyone with his plans
drugged: when him and toothless where drugged to take them to the dragon fights
storms: being struck by lightning and almost losing people in storms
fitting in: not being good enough like in the first movie similar to expectations
Astrid
dark/seeing: being blind and not having that to control would freak her out
boat patrols alone: after having the scurge and seeing the bodies
sick: almost dying from the scurge
water: almost drowning after a flight gone wrong
storms: the same as the one above but because she was trapped in a storm too
abandonment: when stormfly was thought to be dying and just people she love’s dying
trust issues: too many betrayals and she already didn’t let people in very often
Snotlout
water: when he fell off of hookfang and nearly drowned before the girls saved him
storms: same as above
abandonment: his friends leaving and saying he is a bad rider
expectations: spitlout wanting him to be the leader and like him
fitting in: just being good enough and people liking him
Fishlegs
Not being himself/controlled: thor bonecrusher and not being himself
Worrying he would be evil like family: when he thought his family killed all the dramilians
fitting in: people liking him and thinking he is important
Tuffnut
Expectations: being silly and not taken seriously
Role model’s being evil: his cousin betraying him
struggling with being in the team/fitting in: when Astrid didn’t think he was good at anything but messing around
wanted: not feeling needed or wanted from some of the people
neglect in childhood: parents are never mentioned so possibly they neglected him growing up making him act the way he does since it’s the only way he knows how to get attention
Ruffnut
Attachment/abandonment: being alone and important people leaving
trust issues: can’t trust that anyone has good intentions like her cousin they have to prove themselves
commitment issues: similar to her trust issues but she doesn’t want to leave tuff
neglect in childhood: same as tuffnut
wanted/fit in: same as tuff
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hiccupbutpurple · 9 months
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5 times Hiccup asked Valka to Dance - Outline
1) She and Hiccup are flying together with their dragons. It’s calm at first but Hiccup and Toothless speed it up, twisting and flying in circles around the other two. They laugh and copy the younger two’s movements. It’s not quite a normal dance, but it’s a dance to them.
2) While a bit tipsy on Snoggletog, Hiccup sees his mother sitting down and runs up, holding out his hand as an invitation. They dance and spin around and all that fun stuff and before long all the riders plus Cloudjumper and Toothless have joined in with Valka in the middle of them all. They all take turns twirling her around or having her twirl them.
3) The two of them are sitting inside, at night. They have had a heavy talk, probably about Stoick (or maybe their shared experience in wanting to run away or something similar - some shared experience/feeling). It’s a comfortable silence but both are restless, so Hiccup stands up and asks her to teach him the Dancing and the Dreaming dance.
4) Valka is sitting down while Hiccup and Astrid are making dinner. Soon the two of them start swaying and a full dance begins. Valka is happy watching them even if it’s bittersweet. She closes her eyes for a minute and opens them to find two hands (one belonging to Hiccup and the other Astrid) extended towards her.
5) She goes to visit her son and his family, opening the door to find Hiccup with Nuffink on his shoulders and Zephyr standing on his toes. They’re jumping around, singing some random sea shanty Gobber taught them all and the kids insisted Hiccup sing it with them every day, and it’s a very silly sight but so endearing. Zephyr is the first to notice and excitedly greets her and explains what’s going on. Hiccup smiles and asks her if she knows the song (she does) and after some joke about how the kids won’t forgive her if she doesn’t join, she takes Nuffink and they all jump around together.
(Bonus: a battle takes place with some new tribe and while defending her family, Valka (who shouldn’t really be fighting given her age but when has that ever stopped anyone) falls. In Valhalla she’s welcomed by Stoick and maybe Gobber died in the battle too. She is the one to say something along the lines of ‘you’re as handsome as the day I lost you’ to which he laughs and agree’s that she’s beautiful too. As per reunion tradition, they sing and sway to For the Dancing and the Dreaming)
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ziggityzigg · 2 months
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Me: Okay guys, are you ready for some Gobber edits and some Eret edits and some silly art?
I want Hiccup/Astrid edits!:(
Me: You’re getting ERET!!
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doofus-and-dragons · 1 month
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As promised, I'm back on my httyd bullshit. Here's a list of things that don't make sense unless you watch the shows (idgaf if they're cannon or not, they should be for the background of small details!!!)
1. Grump.
Grump is Gobber's Hotburple in Httyd 2 and 3. But not in httyd 1. So this begs the question: Where and when did Gobber get Grump? The answer? Race to the Edge S3 E12, "Last Auction heros." Gobber and Snotlout go to Viggo's dragon auction undercover, and Grump is one of the dragons for sale. Without that episode, Grump is just a dragon they shoved into the second movie for shots and giggles.
2. Inferno
Inferno is a blade that Hiccup created himself that lights itself on fire using monstrous nightmare gel and can eject and ignite zippleback gas. To the casual watcher, he just showed up with it in the second movie. But Inferno is ALSO from rtte! Inferno's first form comes from S3 E9, "Tone Death." Hiccup then works further on it, but Inferno as we know it is actually based on a version of the blade that VIGGO GRIMBORN, the villain for most of RTTE, made.
3. The Deadly Nadder(? Looks like a nadder) plushie
Although this is a small detail that is only seen in the background of the later Httyd movies, it is still a detail that first appears within the SHOW'S cannon lore. According to S1 E17 of Riders of Berk, the toy was made by Valka when Hiccup was a baby. However, tiny Hiccup was so scared of the toy that he threw it in the ocean. Trader Johann managed to get ahold of it, and the episode was about the riders trying to save with mystery item because something happened to Johann's ship. I don't remember what. Something about smoldering smoke breaths, I think.
4. Skull Crusher
Skull Crush is Stoick the Vast's Rumblehorn in Httyd 2 and 3, who is later inherited by Eret, son of Eret upon Soick's death in Httyd 2. But again, where and when did Stoick get Shullcrusher? Because it seems like he just appeared. Well, I have that answer! Skull Crusher first appears in S1 E8, "Crushing It." In the episode, the gang is tormented by a Rumblehorn who keeps destroying their camp. Hiccup asks his Dad for help, and his Dad is able to train and befriend the wild dragon.
5. Hiccup's flight suit
In Httyd 2 and 3, Hiccup has/is trying to perfect a flight suit attached to his armor. Now, this could just be seen as Hiccup being a silly inventor off-screen, but it ACTUALLY shows up in Race to the Edge! S1 E12 "The Next Big Sting" actually opens with Hiccup trying out his first design for the flight suit. He does it many times, each time having to be saved by Toothless before he crashes into some form of rock/sea stack (much like in Httyd 2).
6. Hiccup's aging
I saw a post either on here or on tiktok the other day where someone was complaining about how different hiccup looked between 1 and 2. In 1, he's like...what...13?15? Where as He's about 20-21 ish by Httyd 2. To fans who don't obsess over something and consume all the media like I do, this would be a bit of a shock. I mean, you go from this:
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Immediately to this:
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Where as fans of the shows had this progression:
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Much easier to swallow.
7. The Bewilderbeast
This is, again, something that could be choked up to the writers wanting more than just 7 species of dragons. HOWEVER, this dragon is actually the center point of the last few episodes of Race to the Edge. We learn a little bit about the dragon over the corse of the last season, which takes place just a year or two before Httyd 2.
9. VALKA HERSELF
I watched Race to the Edge long before I watched Httyd 2, so I had 0 clue the Hiccup's mom was still alive or what her mask looked like. But in the last bit of the last episode of race to the edge, guess what we see?
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VALKA TAKING THE BEWILDERBEAST EGG.
In conclusion, these show's should be considered cannon to the HTTYD universe just as much as fucking Homecoming should or what ever. These are amazing and fill in so many continuity
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I love jack being a silly gobber
But
What would happen if he had a conscience?
This could lead to a lot of things
Now... okay. I do have some thoughts, considering Jack is stilla new character we're still seeing how he is. I dont wanna put like too much on the brain about it. But he's silly. I have a feeling that 'violence violence HEART' is him using emojis. The one who texts in emojis. Hes a silly goober. Baby baby boy. Protective and doing his best. give him a gold star. that floor deserved it. Solar's long sigh just 'go ask moon' was a sign of 'my creation is... ill fix it'
But i have thought about the idea of solar making another to make up for Jack's um WIP state (how does THAT solve anything?? Idk its an au, if he made his own he's bound to make another. maybe at least in MY eyes.) Basically Jack looks like he can kill but actually Just Sweetie whos doing his best with what hes got. Head empty only protect. He means well?? Vs Sibling who does look like a cinnamon roll but Will Stab and Murder in cold blood. Understanding very well what theyre doing. Maybe manipulative.
Solar just head in hands. Eclipse and him can bond over their creations just never being what was intended.
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stinky-fuck-swag · 7 months
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Stinky Fuck Swag Bracket B Side A: Round 1, Match 9
Raphael Hamato (Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) VS Gobber (How To Train Your Dragon)
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Propaganda under the cut!
Raphael Hamato:
He is STINKY. Not only have him and his brothers grown up in the sewer they literally willingly GO IN THE NASTY SEWER WATER THAT IS GREENER THAN ANYTHING I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE AND TREAT IT LIKE A LAZY RIVER. In that same episode he covered himself in unlabeled brown sewer sludge that I. don't really. Wanna figure out what it was. On top of that he trains and exercises more often than literally anyone on the show and I think that makes his stinky by default. And it isn't just me or the fandom who knows he is stinky. THE SHOW KNOWS HE IS STINKY. They can smell him and it is mentioned multiple times. It starts even in the first episode so the boy is stinky from the beginning. he has various different stinks according to the show, including a fear stink (he gets defensive about this one), victory stink, and a "sneaking up on people" stink. There are a lot more but I Can Not Remember when they were mentioned but he is STINKY. He ate WET SALAMI that was on the GROUND. MULTIPLE TIMES. Unrelated but thought I would share. Animals hate him. I wonder if it's because he is stinky. It probably is. He is a silly guy and I love him but he is a silly *stinky* guy.
he has certain stinks for certain situations and emotions (victory stink, fear stink, amazement stink, sneaking-up-on-people stink) also one time he shoved his face into the smelliest flower in the world wtf maybe bc he’s used to stinkiness 🤨🤔 he’s my stinky little meow meow
He's a snapping turtle, and stress causes him to stink (some kind of fucked up defense mechanism). During the show he screams "WE DON'T ABOUT MY FEAR STINK!". He also reguraly swims in the NY sewer "water". He lives in the sewers, eats primaly pizza, is a teenager and his body produces especially stinky sweat
constantly said has '____ stink' ie fear, happiness, 'good to see you' etc etc hes so silly
Gobber:
He refused to bathe.
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