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What were astrid's thoughts on hiccup in the first film and how /exactly/ have they changed since then? (Btw it doesn't have to include the "romance" aspect if it doesn't apply to your portrayal!)

send me questions you have about my character!

my thoughts on this are kinda all over the place, so please bear with me !!! i’ll try to make all of my word vomit make sense rip

OKAY SO… first movie… she didn’t… really care about him? or rather, she was relatively neutral about him- she didn’t dislike him nor necessarily like him. she knew who he was, knew he assisted with gobber, && knew that a lot of the times he was a bit of a screwup, but thats about it ( && i’m not saying that she knows this because she paid special attention to him, more so because astrid is pretty observant ). astrid in the first movie was more focused on training/dragon hunting, fighting for honor && being the best viking she could be, so she didn’t really have much of a relationship with ANYONE- this of course, including hiccup.

but when she was around hiccup, i liked to believe she didn’t mind his company- for the most part that is. i wouldn’t say she favored hiccup at ALL out of the other teens, but she knew he was nice, if not a bit awkward. she did however let herself get TREMENDOUSLY frustrated with him because he kept!!! fucking things up! she had her job && he had his, she could do her part for berk just fine but why couldn’t he? for her, astrid’s path was so so so clear && set out before her, she could walk her path just fine, && she simply couldn’t understand why hiccup couldn’t walk his own. it’s even MORE apparent in the scene where they’re all in dragon training, && astrid goes OFF after a close encounter with a nadder. she’s FURIOUS that his hesitation, && what she sees as him playing around, could’ve potentially gotten them killed- because astrid took her training very very seriously.

&& he didn’t ( or so she believed ). it pissed her off- what she saw as his cowardice && hesitation REALLY got under her skin more than she was willing to admit.

however, this all changes after hiccup takes her on a sky ride with toothless. now astrid is not someone who can easily be swept off her feet, && i don’t believe that her feelings were so easily shifted from platonic to SLIGHT romantic intentions- but thats another question because this post will get too damn long.

BUT, astrid went from seeing hiccup as being this awkward, slightly annoying kid who had no idea what he was doing, to being someone she greatly respected. she tells him that everyone else would’ve killed that dragon, but why didn’t you? && it’s because he couldn’t!!! because he saw himself in toothless’ eyes && he couldn’t bring himself to kill a dragon.

he did what NO ONE ELSE in berk did- he thought about it, he tried different approaches- he may not have asked to be different from his people, but he is. he saw something beautiful in those dragons that no one else would allow themselves to see, && he gave toothless mercy because... how could he kill a defenseless creature?

&& he was even able to prove astrid wrong, he showed her with toothless that dragons aren’t these demonic creatures that kill for fun- that they’re simply these gentle beasts that happen to live nearby, that they aren’t necessarily evil, but simply trying to survive against something they cannot run away from. that they’re SCARED.

&& then he shows her his bravery, his willingness to protect his friends && the dragons that are so misunderstood despite the fact that his father, && all of berk wish to find the dragon hideout && destroy it. he stands up for the RIGHT REASON to her... && she accepts it. he’s willing to put himself on the line to show his people that they were WRONG, && that no one needs to die anymore, no humans OR dragons.

hiccup was standing up for his beliefs, && standing up for the right reasons. how could she NOT admire him for that? respect him?

because if she had been in his shoes, she knows she would’ve killed toothless.

&& of course thats only solidified even more when he goes to fight && kill the dragon that is not only threatening his people, but has been threatening all those other dragons for GODS KNOW how long. he’s willing to risk his life to protect his people && the dragons, he fought for what was right to the END

even though it cost him something.

astrid... just has so much love && respect for who hiccup is as a person, as a friend, && as a protector of berk. he did something no one else was able to pull off. && her respect only continues to grow for him into the second movie.

i mean... astrid NEVER questions that hiccup is able to be chief- because she KNOWS he can do it. if she had her doubts she would’ve vocalized them, but thats just how much she believes in hiccup, && just how much she trusts him to always do the right thing for his people. sure he may still be a coward at times && run away, but at the end of the day, she always believes that he has the ability to do the right thing.

&& he’s always proved her right.

#uselessreptiile #what others may not have known ( head canons; )#me: dont make it long #kermit me: write a book #THANK U FOR THE QUESTION

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believe-that-you-can-my-friend · 7 years

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hey, i don't know if you write smut, but in honor of the leaked scene, could you write a established!bughead drabble, where he climbs her window and is all flirty? (doesn't have to be smut tho, just a hot make out).. i love your writing btw

(Okay, a little disclaimer. First of all, this is not full on smut, it’s just a hot, slightly smutty make out. Second of all, I didn’t make it full on smut, not because I didn’t want to (believe me Cole tempts me to sin and sin badly) but because I didn’t feel that Bughead’s first time would be like that and I didn’t want to write a random smut without first writing about Jughead not being sure about his sexuality and him and Betty generally testing the waters and all of the other normal things teenagers go through. I intend to write something like that because, asexual Jughead or not, Betty and Jughead are two teens that have a natural naivety and a mutual respect to one another so I believe that, as we saw in the kiss too, they would be timid and taking their time with exploring what they are comfortable with and testing their limits. So I left that for another one-shot. As for the part that Jughead might be asexual. I respect that and I’m not trying to erase anything of his (possible) character here. For what I have read and heard from other ace people and friends, yes, he can still be asexual. Asexuality is a sexual orientation, sexual behavior does not change that. Like every other sexuality it has subcategories; the “I dislike sex”, the “I find it ok, but I do not engage in it often”, the “I’m asexual but my partner makes me feel good” etc. In my mind, as I became older and kept reading the comics and understanding more about sexuality and educating myself on the topic, Jughead fell to the third category for me. That he was being somebody with maybe a lower level of sexual interest but with sexual drive nontheless. So that’s what I have in my mind while watching Riverdale and writing this one-shot and the possible others that will revolve around this topic in the future.

Sorry that was so long, I just wanted to set some things straight and by all means I’m not trying to offend anybody. Everybody ships what they want to ship and that’s perfectly ok! Ship wars are just tiring and pointless so everybody stay calm and respect everyone’s opinions. And if Jughead does end up being asexual with no need to engage in any sexual activities then sure, everyone should be again perfectly ok and not bitch and moan that he won’t get to have steamy scenes or anything. He is still going to be the most amazing guy in Rivedale either way!

End of my huge rant!! Hope you enjoy guys!!

Is your mom finally asleep?

I think so yeah. Why?

I’m coming up ;)

Betty locked her phone and shot up from her bed,abandoning her worn-out copy of Wuthering Heights pages first on the mattressand kicking her covers, a nervous excitement pouring down on her belly as sheheard the familiar crack of careful footsteps on wood. She gave herself a quickonce over on her vanity mirror, checking that her messy bun was intact andstraightening her plain white t-shirt, before kicking off her bunny printedfuzzy socks of her feet and throwing them under her bed in a hurry. It wasn’tthe fact that he wouldn’t appreciate them, he would and he would probably offerher that chuckle of his that set free a million butterflies inside her chest,but her toe nails were painted a lovely baby pink and it was a shame not toshow them off, even though his focus would be on other places, more importantones. She felt her cheeks heating at that and she quickly grabbed herstrawberry lip balm from her nightstand, applying some on her already soft lipswith her ring finger, knowing that this taste mixed with her own always drovehim crazy.

Since that day that Jughead had climbed up her windowso for her to complain to him about her parents and her family situation, itseemed that this became a thing for them. At first, he was just sneaking upbecause they needed a quiet place to discuss investigation plans and theories,the office hours of Blue & Gold proving not to be enough. Now, two monthsafter, the raven haired boy used that ladder almost every night to see hisbeautiful girlfriend, cuddle with her and watch movies and most importantly kissher like she was the heavenly droplets of water on his always thirsty lips.

His handsome faced popped into the window, smirkplayful and eyes shining with mischief, and Betty shook her head in amusementat his stubbornness and lack of survival instinct, while pushing up her windowfor him to slide in. He awkwardly brought his long limps over the window benchand his smile grew more, the boy leaning his head down to capture her lips withhis without a word.

Betty pulled back with a smooch sound. “I thought weagreed that you sneaking up is dangerous and we should lay low for the timebeing.” Truth was they weren’t very careful with those late night rendezvous,with the highlight of their goofiness being one of Jughead’s t-shirts being leftforgotten on Betty’s floor, one day that they heard a noise and the blonde girlhurriedly pushed him out of the window to leave. Betty hadn’t heard the end ofit from her beloved mother the next morning.

“You know I can’t really stay away from you.” Jugheadbreathed against her lips with a smile, dropping a hand on her waist andpushing her flat on him, before he angled his head to give her a deeper kiss.

She pulled back again, placing a palm on his wet lipswhen he blindly followed her lips so not to lose the amazing sensation. “Giveme a minute.” She whispered and fled to the door, Jughead groaning a small sighand throwing himself on her bed.

The girl opened the door lightly, flinching when thewood cracked, and popped her head out to check their dimly lit hallway, makingsure that her parents’ bedroom door was closed and her dad’s light snores couldbe heard from inside. Once satisfied, she closed her door and locked, turningaround to face her boy with a smile.

Jughead was already sprawled to her bed, combat boots carelesslythrown to the floor next to the white wooden frame and blue denim jacketabandoned by the end of the bed, resting his back on her comfy pillows andhaving his right leg bended by the knee, foot resting on the mattress next tohis outstretched left leg.

“Be with mealways - take any form - drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss,where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without mylife! I cannot live without my soul!” he read out loud like he was beingcasted for the part of Heathcliff, right wrist resting on his bended knee andholding the book up, Betty forming a smile at his theatricals. “Really, Betts?Again? Aren’t you tired of rereading about two people that did nothing good butdestroy each other?” he said in his apathetic tone, closing the book and givingit a push to slide over her nightstand.

“Regarding you and your love for dark things, I’mreally surprised that you have that response towards Heathcliff’s andCatherine’s romance.” She mused, coming closer and resting a hip on herbedpost.

Jughead just shrugged, taking in her comfy attire andher way too short bottoms, and he involuntarily licked his lips, beforefocusing back on her eyes and giving her one of those intense glares that onlyhe could master and turned her brain into mud. “I didn’t come here for a bookclub.” He said in a lower voice; they had discussed about that book in the pastand right now wasn’t a good time for a repetition. He just needed her close.

“What did you come here for then?” Betty fakedignorance, biting her lip at the excitement that coiled in her belly onceagain.

He gave her one of his boyish smirks and winked,opening his arms for her to jump into them.

She crawled over the bed and next to him, Jugheadenveloping her in his arms immediately, her giving him a chaste kiss. “So whatdo you have in mind?” she raised an eyebrow and he smirked cheekily beforeleaning down to join their lips in a slow kiss. Sweet and innocent wasn’t thecase today as it seemed, both of them opening their mouths in unison andletting their tongues dance heavily, sensual nibbling and licking each other’slips. Betty let a sigh against his opened mouth and rolled her chestdeliciously over his, Jughead fisting the material of her shirt at the small ofher waist, wanting to have her closer but the position proving to be awkward.

She rolled her chest again and angled her head more,lacing her arms behind his neck and letting her fingers roam inside his ravenlocks, his beanie dropping behind him on the pillows and being left forgottenthere. One of his palms came down her side, caressing from her hip all the waydown to her bare thigh before his hand got hold of her knee and pulled it overhis lap, indicating for her to straddle him.

“So, do you like my tonight plans?” Jughead askedcheekily, pulling back lightly with hair all messy and flushed cheeks, runninghis nails lightly up and down the back of her thighs that were now on each sideof his hips.

Betty smiled against his lips, dragging her tongue outto lick teasingly his down lip, making him leave a small sigh. “How come you’rein such a mood tonight, huh?” she raised an eyebrow at the rarity of thesituation and slightly rolled her hips over his, his hold on her hipbonestightening in reflex and his eyes flattered in delight.

“Well, sue me if my still functioning male brain findsyou hot.” He replied in a raspy voice and attacked her lips, Betty letting asmall whine at the intensity of the kiss, grabbing his cheeks and feeling hishands on the small of her waist urging her flat against him. She loved howgiving and comfortable he was with her now, long forgotten the tremblingfingers and sweaty palms when they had first started doing things a littlesaucier than kissing. Not that they had gone all way now; he was still unsureabout a lot of stuff – not her, she was amazing, just him and where he stood asa human being and a man – and they both wanted to take it slow, taste thewaters and experience things with their own pace and not going with the flow orsuccumbing to peer pressure. But they had done things beyond only taking off their shirts and there was a slowburning for even more.

She felt him run the pads of his fingers up and downher spine and she shivered in his arms, the boy knowing the places that madeher crack under his touch, before his hands were at her cheeks too, angling herface more and attacking her mouth with his skillful tongue, tasting the sweetflavor that was Betty Cooper. His slender fingers caressed down her neck andhis lips came to follow, Betty gasping for air and fisting the material of hisshirt on his chest at his wonderful ministrations. She felt him making his waydown her neck with open mouthed kisses and wet licks, her legs tighteningagainst his hips and her chest heaving with every small nibble of his chappedlips. Jughead just groaned at the delicious way her breasts were rubbing upagainst his chest and the sensual rolls of her hips, his slender fingersyanking her shirt down her shoulder, exposing more skin to him and a seductivebra strap against her collarbone. He attacked the base of her neck with rawerurge and Betty yelped, tugging at the roots of his hair, wanting to have him,closer, closer than ever before.

“Don’t leave a hickey.” She found a small piece ofsanity in her and whispered, the whisper turning into a long deep sigh as shefelt him lick sensually her abused skin.

Jughead pulled back momentarily, admiring his work.“Too late.” He smirked sexily at her and she bit her lip, not even a tad madwhen he was looking at her with so much fire and desire in his blue eyes.

She pushed back the strands of hair from the center ofhis forehead and Betty was the one to attack him this time, fingers lacing atthe back of his neck and lips demanding on his as she ate him out. She did thatswirl of her tongue that knew he loved and she was rewarded with a small moanand his hands in fists around the material of her t-shirt on her hips, beforeclosing his tongue inside of her luscious lips and sucking hard, knowing thatthis was his undoing. The deep throaty moan that erupted from his chest andvibrated through her whole body caused an instant pool of wetness inside her floralpanties.

“God, don’t do that…” he sighed desperately, closinghis eyes and pulling back to gain some of control, his down lip getting tuggedback by her teeth lightly and she just smirked, diving in for his long neck. Shestarted leaving butterfly kisses before she reached his ear and let her lipslinger there, feeling him stiffen and ground her more on his lap once shelicked the sensitive skin behind it.

“You are a menace, aren’t you?” Jughead shook his headat how good she was at teasing him and she let a breathless giggle, himhungrily joining their lips once again, the two of them kissing with frenzy andnot holding back now, sucking, nibbling, licking, tasting everything that theother had to offer. Betty hastily pushed his denim shirt off his shoulders,Jughead helping her and throwing it somewhere on the floor, both of them amoaning mess at this point. Her fingers trailed at the front of his t-shit,undoing the three little buttons and his own hands found her firm butt,squeezing once, before moving under her tiny shorts to caress it over the softlace of her panties. He urged her to roll her lips more over his now veryevident hard-on and they moaned again inside each other’s mouth, high on thefriction their bodies kept offering them.

“You’re wearing too many clothes.” Jughead whisperedas their lips danced to change their kissing angle, his hands leaving her butthalf-heartedly and going under her shirt, caressing up her back and bringingthe material with them, Betty pulling back lightly for him to push it off herbody.

He took a step back to appreciate her, having foundthat even though her legs were indeed a sight to see, once he had seen herbreasts he truly had been blessed with the most amazing view on the planet, andhe licked his lips with boyish appreciation, his thumps caressing lightly herskin on her ribs.

“That’s new.” He declared with a hoarse, sexy voice,smirking while taking in her gorgeous cleavage wrapped in a pastel violet lacybra.

Betty nodded, biting her lip. “You like?” she wantedto know and he momentarily looked up at her, all shiny doe eyes, flushed cheeksand swollen lips, thinking that after his kisses she always looked theprettiest.

“I love.” He corrected her in a whisper and leanedforward. “And I love you.” He captured her lips again, sweet for just a momentbefore the kiss turned hungry again, his right hand tentatively going to gripher breast lightly, Betty moaning softly inside the kiss. His other handcaressed up her waist with a desperate need to find the tiny clasp and have herbreasts in all their glory just for him, but the boy frowned when his fingerscame across nothing but lace.

The girl giggled breathlessly upon seeing his facefilled with a mixture of lust and confusion. “The clasp is at the front,Juggie…” she informed him with a lopsided smirk and he shook his head amused athis lame self and her torturing.

His pointer curled around the barely there clasp. “Youlike toying up with me, huh?” Jughead hummed sexily against her lips.

“Well, with some parts of you, yeah, sure.” Shewhispered sensually, Betty proven to be the one that dared to talk more and do newthings during their private moments, and rolled her hips directly over hisprominent erection, Jughead throwing his head back with a breathy “man” andBetty letting a light giggle while leaning to suck at his neck, next to his Adam’sapple, leaving her own mark there.

His need to feel more was up in the sky at this point,Jughead surprising himself every time he was this intimate with her because hehad never thought he would feel those kinds of things for a woman. But with hereverything was different; she had the ability to make him fall in love withjust a dashing smile and make him ignite with just the simple touch of herfingers.

He could feel the said fingers running feathery downhis chest and sneaking under his t-shirt, her palm caressing up again his soft skin now,Betty dragging her nails momentarily over his left pectoral once he delivered arather hard bite against her down lip, both of them moaning. Her tiny hand keptcaressing at the extent of his lean torso and dropped on his abs, Jugheadtaking a sharp intake of breath in reflex that made Betty smile satisfiedinside the kiss, daring her fingers to move even more down, dancing at thesmall patch of raven hair at his happy trail.

It was one of the rare times that Betty heard himgrowl, the boy grabbing her waist with urgency and turning them around so hewould be in control but the sudden movement felt unsafe and Betty instinctivelyraised an arm to get hold of something, only for her hand to knock clumsily herlamp of her nightstand, making it fall to the ground with a loud crashingsound.

The two teens broke apart instantly but stayed attheir tangled up position, Jughead huffing his locks off his forehead and Bettyhiding her face inside her palms in embarrassment, biting her lip and prayingthat her mom didn’t hear.

“Betty!” herprayers hadn’t been heard.

It was frenzy after that, the two of them quicklyshooting up from the bed in lightning speed, gathering Jughead’s stuff and Bettyhelping him out the window with all his belongings in a wrinkled ball againsthis chest.

“Hurry!” she kept instructing him, throwing terrifiedglances over her shoulder in fear that they would be busted any second now.

“I’m lightheaded and I have a small problem that makeswalking, let alone climbing down a window, a tad difficult!” Jughead hissed,sending her a look.

She just scoffed, her cheeks turning slightly red atthe naughty visual her mind created. “Don’t forget to hide the ladder in thebushes at the back.” She reminded him with a whisper.

“I won’t; I know the deal by now.” He assured her,finally out on the first step of the ladder, facing her. “You so owe me forthis.” His eyes playfully darted down on him.

“Just go!” Betty whispered – yelled and bit her lipnot to show her own amused smile.

“I’ll text you.” He promised and pushed his face up topeck her lips, before footsteps could be heard down the corridor and Betty gavehim another quick kiss before she pushed the top of his head down and slid herwindow close.

Unlocking her door, she returned in her previous seaton her bed reopening her book. She hoped her flushed cheeks and fast beatingheart didn’t give her away when her mother walked in the room to check on her.As for her smile, well, that stayed bright and blissful until she fell asleepwith Jughead’s texts still brightening up her phone screen.

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