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HTTYD Tango: The Morning AfterSummary: Followup to 'Tango of the Norse.' The morning after, there's varying degrees of gloating and hung-over confusion.
Bertha Hofferson busied herself in the kitchen. Her husband and daughter sat bleary-eyed at the table. Rotgut was propping up his head with one hand, his jaw hanging open and a dull expression on his face. Astrid hadn't even managed that -- her chin was the only thing resting on the table, her arms hanging uselessly below.
Bertha ladled two generous helping of her mother's hangover reliever into a couple of bowls. She deposited one in front of Rotgut with a cheery, "Here you are, sweetheart."
He responded with a,
HTTYD Tango: ConfrontationsSummary: Part 3 of 'Tango of the Norse.' Astrid runs into Hiccup and Ruffnut.
He saw her hair first, swinging gently as she walked through the town square, and immediately a wide grin spread across his face. "Astrid!"
She turned around as he hurried over to her. "Hey Hiccup," she said with a smile.
He stopped in front of her and swung his arms uselessly. "So, uh...how-how're you feeling?"
Astrid frowned a bit and rubbed her forehead. "Better. I just had to get out of the house though. My parents..." She trailed off and rolled her eyes, and Hiccup press
HTTYD: Tango of the NorseSummary: At his first dance after becoming a hero, Hiccup finds himself in an awkward situation. Also, Astrid's parents and drunk!Ruffnut.
A few months after defeating the Green Death, Hiccup attended his first dance since becoming a hero. Oh sure, it wasn't the first one he had ever been to, but it was the first one where he felt like a guest instead of an intruder, shunted off the the side and ignored. It was also the first one he wasn't attending alone, and Astrid was by his side proving it. And all of these things, which should have made this event infinitely better than any of the previous ones, instead left Hiccup feeling so nervou
HTTYD: Footprints Part 2In theory, it was the easiest thing in the world. In practice, however, it was a whole other story. Hiccup stood on the threshold of the Hoffersons' dwelling which, by the way, had become somewhat bigger, due to a certain Deadly Nadder Astrid had succeeded in taming completely motionless, his fist raised in the air, seemingly ready to crash down on the massive wooden door. But Hiccup could not bring himself to actually knock. The freezing wind kept howling, sending whirlpools of snow that whipped mercilessly the faces of all who were crazy enough to dare exposing themselves to its wrath while Hiccup was getting lost in his thoug
HTTYD: Footprints Part 3However powerful a Viking Stoick the Vast was, he did not have the slightest idea in regards to how he was supposed to react in front of a tamed Night Fury that was apparently seething with literally burning anger. Every time Stoick took one tiny step towards the staircase that led to his son's bedroom, the black dragon displayed two rows of teeth which were as sharp as could be, and snarled viciously. Toothless's eyes had narrowed dangerously, and his tail whipped the wooden floor in agitation. Every now and then, the gigantic reptile would even threaten to shoot one of his deadly bluish fireballs but changed his mind at the last second, tha
HTTYD: TouchSummary: Sometimes when Astrid touches Hiccup, it's very nice. And sometimes it's really, really annoying.
Astrid, Hiccup finds, gets bored very easily. He wouldn't have suspected that. She seems so focused most of the time that he assumed she constantly had something occupying her mind. He was wrong though. Astrid is incredibly focused when she's training, or fighting, or flying, and maybe that was the problem. When she didn't have anything else to do, and there wasn't an axe nearby to be sharpened, she found something else to occupy herself, usually something random.
Since Hiccup spends much of his time around her these days, this
HTTYD: Footprints Part 1Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III felt drops of sweat travelling down his face. The combination of the heat of the fire and the concentration he needed when working at the forge made his now damp hair stick on his forehead. The blacksmith apprentice could not remember the last time Gobber and he had had that much work to deal with, no matter how hard he tried. Together, they had to handle the ever-increasing demands of all Vikings in Berk who had befriended a dragon of their own and needed custom-made saddles, complete riding gears depending on their respective dragons' breed and the riders themselves - and all the material that was consid
HTTYD: Two Shall Be OneSummary: What happens before and after Hiccup and Astrid's wedding.
Astrid hadn't exactly expected this, but in retrospect she probably should have.
"I thought we were friends!" Ruffnut slurred, weaving in place.
"We are, Ruff," Astrid sighed.
"No -- no, we're not! Friends don't let -- they don't make -- we're not friends!"
"B-because, yer, yer...what are you doin'?"
"I'm getting married. To Hiccup. In about an hour, so..."
"Yeah! An' I'm s'pose ta be your best friend, but I'm not even in the sssstupid wedding! That's stone cold, Astrid. Like a fox."
"You're drunk," Astrid said.
"Yeah!" Ruffnut said, suddenly cheerf
Hey Soul SisterHis arms ached with the force of the blows.
Hiccup had long become accustom to being a blacksmith. He was a full viking, the next Clan Chief and the most well known dragon rider but he had never given up on the craft his father had shoved him into--nor on the man who had given him a chance when the rest of the world did not see fit to do so. As Gobber had gotten older, Hiccup had taken on more and more of he responsibilities of the shop. Now instead of people muttering about having the first screw up as a Clan Chief, they were chuckling about how Hiccup was going to be shouting orders from inside the blacksmith's shop while he repaired their
HTTYD: Drinking GamesSummary: Never have I ever...
"All right Legs, your turn."
"Okay, okay. Never have I ever -- "
"And I swear to Odin it better not be another one of those lame R-peewee things or whatever. None of us have done any of that crap."
"All right, I got it! It just took me a while to get used to the system." Snotlout nodded and leaned back, satisfied, while Fishlegs thought.
"Okay," Fishlegs said, "never have I ever...stabbed myself with a dagger."
Tuffnut, Astrid, and Hiccup took big gulps of their mead at that. When they had placed their tankards back on the table, Astrid looked at Hiccup
HTTYD: Blackmail.Hiccup liked Gobber. A lot. But as he cast a look over his shoulder to see the huge amount of work that the two-limbed man had left for his apprentice, Hiccup decided he temporarily hated him just as much. The young Viking had been stuck within the heat of the forge since before the first beams of the sun could rise over the sea and the chances he would get out before it was setting again were, well, inexistent. Stoick and Gobber had left Berk together with a dozen of men in order to negotiate a trade treaty with the nearby if two hundred miles away could be considered as such- island of Crom, and Hiccup had been happy at first at the p
HTTYD:Of closeness and comp.AstridXHiccup Fanfic
-Of closeness and completion -
It was the third week after the fight. Hiccup still struggled with his new leg and the occasional ache. At least this was something that could easily happen to any viking and nobody saw him as disabled. Well... maybe special, but in a good way.
He couldn't believe how much Berk and its people had changed...mainly Astrid. The way she looked at him, the way she talked to him...the way she -listened- closely when he talked to her now were completely different.
Even the kind of stuff he could
HTTYD: Grounded.If there was one thing Astrid completely and utterly hated above all, it was feeling powerless in front of any given situation. Every single Viking on Berk knew that. And, by all the gods and goddesses who lived in Asgard, the situation Astrid was facing right now was no exception to that rule. There were signs that proved it, and the main one was the absence of any living being within a five hundred meters radius a distance that was deemed safe enough to be sure you would not unfortunately end up falling flat on your face with one of the fair-haired Viking's infamous axes stuck between your shoulder blades.
And to think the day had ac
HTTYD A MisunderstandingHTTYD- A Misunderstanding.
Maybe it was the altitude getting to him, but Hiccup had just seen Astrid blow by him on her dragon, Freya. And when he had seen her, she looked to be crying.
"Toothless-" Hiccup began, but was cut off as the dragon dove sharply to pickup speed, when he reached a desired amount, he leveled out, following hot on the tail of the speeding Nadder and girl.
"I know I must be going crazy." Hiccup said, thinking out loud to
himself. Toothless began to angle himself downward again, heading to a landing in his grotto. Hiccup saw no trace of Astrid or Freya there. "Why are you stopping, Toothless?"
The dragon's respons
HTTYD: Footprints Final PartThe moment Toothless understood what Astrid had at the back of her mind, he decided he liked her almost as much as Hiccup himself and began to nuzzle her to prove it, although the sudden move nearly made her loose her balance. But she laughed, and scratched the sensitive spot on the dragon's neck, earning an appreciative purr in return. Her fingers, although not as nimble as Hiccup's, moved in a confident way, showing no sign of either hesitation or fear, and when they eventually stopped dancing across his black scales and she asked him if he was ready to play his part, he stamped his front paws on the wooden floor in anticipation, his tail h
Scott Pilgrim: PracticeScott Pilgrim Comicverse, Kim/Lisa
Summary: The things Kim does for friendship.
Lisa put her hands on Kim's knees and leaned over her, her chest about four inches from Kim's face. "Kim!"
"Lisa." Kim's eyes drifted downwards. "Lisa's cleavage."
"Kim, I need a huge favor."
Lisa chewed on her bottom lip. "It's pretty huge, I'm not gonna lie. And you're pretty much the only one I can ask, so just hear me out, okay?"
Kim quirked an eyebrow, but said, "Okay."
"Would you, maybe, kinda...make out with me?"
Kim blinked a couple times, then looked at her wrist. "Oh, would you look at the time. I have to go do something not
Scott Pilgrim: Cuddle TimeScott Pilgrim Comicverse, Kim/Ramona/Scott
Summary: Ramona wants to cuddle.
Kim was sitting cross-legged on the floor, idly tapping her drumsticks on the hardwood -- except the stupid things kept falling out of her hands for some damn reason.
"Okay, so now we know, Kim's not allowed rum when she's got to play for real," Stephen Stills said, glancing over his shoulder from his position on the couch. "It totally makes you suck."
"Bite me," Kim said. "I haven't even had that much."
"You've had enough, obviously."
"God, he's right, even your insults suck when you're drunk," Julie called from the
Scott Pilgrim: Friendly VisitScott Pilgrim Comicverse, Kim/Ramona
Summary: Ramona's kind of a bad person, and Kim hates Scott Pilgrim.
Ramona appears in Kim's doorway, and it only takes a glance for Kim to know this isn't quite going to be a "friendly" visit.
"You shouldn't be here," she says.
"I'm kind of a bad person," Ramona says, and drops her bag on the ground. "What's your excuse?"
"I hate Scott Pilgrim," Kim says as Ramona climbs into the bed with her.
"Sure." Ramona curls up against Kim's side and nestles her face into the crook of Kim's neck and breaths in deeply, but doesn't move after that, so maybe Kim was wrong about wh
HTTYD: Five Times...RuffnutSummary: Five times Ruffnut was scared, and one she was brave. Femslash, companion piece to "Five Times..."
When they are six, Tuffnut tells Ruffnut that babies are made when two people kiss. She, in turn, tells Astrid, but Astrid doesn't believe her, and kisses Ruff to prove it.
Sure enough, Ruffnut's belly does not swell like she's seen on some of the women. Astrid takes this as a sign that Tuffnut is, once again, just being a stupid boy. Ruffnut kind of thinks Astrid did it wrong, but then they're off to the next game, and she forgets.
Later that evening though, she remembers. She g
HTTYD: Keeping UpSummary: Fishlegs tries to keep up with Ruff.
"Snack time!" Ruffnut called, walking towards the Zippleback.
Scabber and Dash raised their heads and began bouncing in anticipation. Ruffnut tossed the first fish into Dash's waiting mouth, where he gobbled it hungrily. The next one went towards Scabber, but Dash snatched it out of the air.
"Hey, none of that!" she said before the dragons could start fighting. "We're sharing today." Dash growled, she motioned for Scabber to come closer so she could toss the last two fish to him without interruption. "Daddy's busy today, so Auntie Ruff's taking care of you." Scabber rubbed his head against her
HTTYD: Choice, EpilogueSummary: Three years after the events of the movie, Astrid makes a choice.
"We should do this more often," Ruffnut said.
"Agreed." Astrid's eyes were closed as she enjoyed the secluded hot spring, but they blinked open as Ruff pulled her onto her lap and wrapped her arms around Astrid's waist.
"You know what I think we should do?" Ruffnut murmured, her fingers dancing on Astrid's thigh.
Astrid smiled. "I think I can guess."
"Are you saying I'm getting predictable? I need to step up my game." She slipped her fingers down, and Astrid bit her lip.
"Wait, I think I hear them," Hiccup said from a l
Every Angel Deserves a Child"I can't feel the unfurling of my wings, Daddy."
I was not her father. I had entered her life when she was two years old, and she called me Daddy since she never knew her real father. Her mother's death two years ago made me the sole, living parent of an eleven-year-old, and I never felt like I was the right person for the job.
"What do you mean, Asrin?"
"Mom always said that when puberty started I would be the swan that emerged from the ugly duckling. She said I would be able to fly gracefully towards my dreams. But, I don't feel it."
As much of a woman as she was becoming, she was still a child. I wanted to answer her question, but I really had a hard time discussing her blossoming womanhood in the middle of a laundromat. Her pretty eyes were pleading with me, but I told her we'd talk later.
Janet had told Asrin a lot of things before she succumbed to the cancer. The last week or so of Janet's life were morphine-induced fantasy, I think.
Janet and I had met during c
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