#(your dragon rider fic maybe most of all)

[c0nfessions-of-a-writing-freak]

Winner Winner, Stormfly's Dinner

Pairing: Hiccup 'Horrendous’ Haddock III x fem!oc

Word count: 6.7k

Hiiii I was wondering if you could write a fic about the dragon races? I’ve seen your fic about the Lightfury stealing a dragon rider and really enjoyed it and I loved the dynamic the Lightfury had with your oc, Toothless and Hiccup even tho she doesn’t seem to like him too much. I was hoping you could incorporate that dynamic into an x reader fic? Also, you're free to use Stardust as the name of the Lightfury since I thought it was so cute. Since I know it probably wouldn’t fit into your original story I thought it might be easier to do it as something completely new with similar characters if that’s alright? Love your work and can’t wait to see more! From Anonymous

Hiii i was wondering if u could do something like a dragon racing fic with the sheep since I thought that might be fun. I’ve seen most people have requested Hiccup so I’m just going to request him as well since that’ll be fun and easy for you. So maybe like just segments where the reader is singled out with each rider so she can have some fun banter or moments with them and then maybe she gets the black sheep and wins the whole thing and hiccup is super proud of her <33333 From Anonymous

(Y/N): Your name

(H/C): Hair colour

(D/N): Dragon name

A/N:

A loud horn rang out as (Y/N) stepped into the old dragon training arena, her Lightfury–Stardust–following behind her. The noise signalled the nearing of the annual dragon race, letting those know to start making their way over soon. The stands were empty but the pit of the arena was full of dragon riders and their dragons, applying paint to the wings and heads of their dragons.

"Running a bit late now, are we?" Astrid called out as (Y/N) passed her. She wore a smug grin on her face, coloured orange and blue just like Stormfly behind her. Stormyfly perked up at the sight of (Y/N) and Stardust, trying to take a few steps towards the pair to greet them. At the sound of her talons scraping along the stone floor, Stardust's head snapped towards her, and a flash of teeth and a wrinkle of her nose deterred Stormfly from getting too much close. (Y/N) placed a hand on Stardust's head, lightly pushing it in the direction of where a mass of darkness sat patiently and with his chest puffed out slightly as its one-legged rider smeared paint across his head. At the sight of the other fury, Stardust went gracefully over without a second question, leaving (Y/N) to fend for herself.

"Hi, Stormfly. Looking good," (Y/N)'s voice rose as she ran her hands under the Deadly Nadder's chin, earning an elated hum from the beast. A bubble of joy rose from the pit of (Y/N)'s stomach to her chest, lighting her up until her soft laughter rang out around the arena. Astrid soon joined in on the laughter as she followed after her wayward dragon. "You ready for today, Astrid? Been feeding Stormyfly as much chicken as possible?"

At the mention of chicken, Stormfly lit up. Rising from (Y/N)'s grip and stomping her feet lightly in excitement. Astrid raised both her hands to try to calm the Deadly Nadder down, shooting (Y/N) a feigned annoyed glare. "We've definitely been getting some extra practice in, though I wouldn't say… you know what is needed to beat all these knuckleheads. What about you? Got any secret flights in with Stardust in preparation for today?"

(Y/N) ticked her head to the side, the corners of her lips lifting. Her body language showed indifference, but Astrid could tell something was going on that (Y/N) wasn't telling her. "Stardust and I will do just fine without any extra help. We always have a few tricks up our sleeves."

"We'll see about that once we get in the air," Astrid comments as she leads Stormfly back to her painting station. She dabbed a small sponge into the bowl filled with orange paint before lifting her arm to run it along Stormfly's outstretching wing, leaving a trail of paint behind that she would later go over to make the colour brighter and the lines steadier. "I took the liberty of setting up your station near Hiccup's. I hope the colours are to your liking."

"I'm sure whatever you picked out will make Stardust and I stand out amongst the rest of you," (Y/N) called over her shoulder with a laugh ringing through her words, choosing to ignore any undertones of teasing that she could find in Astrid's voice. (Y/N)'s eyes now landed on a new target. A target that she wouldn't be able to reach as quickly as she would have hoped to.

"(Y/N), I need your honest opinion–well, not too honest, or I might cry–about my battle paint!" Tuffnut called out as he saw the (H/C) haired girl walking past. As (Y/N) turned to take in the mix of colours on his face, she jumped back at the closeness of the boy. Tuffnutt had run up to her and was standing with his face pushed outwards with his eyes widened. On it was a yellow skull with the rest of his face blacked out. "Is it too much? Too little? I think I should add more paint but Ruff disagrees."

"It's, uh, very you," (Y/N) said slowly, her palms extended in front of her and faced up as she acknowledged the thought-out design. (Y/N) took half a second to think out her answer before she was closing a fist and lightly punching Tuffnut in the shoulder with it, "You know, I think you should go with your heart. If you think you should add more, then by all means, add more."

Tuffnut stared at her for a few seconds before he threw both hands into the air, "This is one of the many reasons you are my favourite," He exclaimed with a large grin overtaking his feature before he was spinning around and walked back towards his sister, arms still in the air. "You hear that, Ruff? (Y/N) thinks I'm brilliant!"

A smile displayed itself on (Y/N)'s face as she watched Tuffnut happily run back over to his paint station, his half of Barf and Belch looming over as he watched Tuffnut happily smear more paint on his face. The groan that rang out did little to wipe the smile off (Y/N)'s face as she turned to see Ruffnut glaring at her with her arms crossed. "Great, now I'm going to have to deal with the aftermath of all that."

"If it makes you feel any better Ruff, you get to dunk water on his head later. Maybe even repeatedly," (Y/N)'s words got an evil grin stretched across Ruffnut's face as she rubbed her two hands together, shooting her twin brother a sideways glance as she imagines the future that awaited for her.

(Y/N) didn't stick around for too much longer after that since she was losing time. Everyone else had finished painting at least themselves or their dragons and were now either going in for more details or working on whatever they hadn't done yet while she was still yet to even see the colour of her paint. Her hope for getting started didn't stay around for long as a short Viking called out to get her attention.

"Oi, (Y/N)," Snotlout yelled as he waved a large hand at her. Hookfang stood behind his dragon rider, sporting some red and yellow paint along his wings and a little bit on his jaw and cheeks. (Y/N) quickly walked over to greet the boy, not one for ignoring anyone. "You mind helping do my face? I would use the mirror normally, but the twins shattered it earlier while trying to call dibs on it."

"Are you sure you weren't in on the shattering of said mirror?" (Y/N) questioned with a grin as she came to a stop in front of Snotlout. The shorter boy's shoulders dropped as he tried to fight to string a sentence together to defend his honour. It only ended up causing a laugh to rise from (Y/N). "I was kidding, Snotlout. I totally believe it was just those two causing their normal ruckus."

"Good, because you know I would never stoop so low to join in or whatever it is those two get up to," Snotlout puffed out his chest as he said this, earning another huffed-out laugh from (Y/N) at his actions. "Now, about that face paint?"

The laughter slowly died down as the question was brought up for a second time. One of (Y/N)'s arms was raised as she wrapped it around the forearm of her other arm. Trying to let the boy off gently, she spoke softly, "I don't know, Snotlout. I haven't even started on Stardust or my own paint, so I don't think I have the time."

"It will only take a second, I promise," Snoutlout said as he tried to push the bowl of paint into (Y/N)'s hands.

But at the sound of a second horn (Y/N) shook her head and pushed the paint away from herself and back to Snoutlouts chest. "I'm sorry, Snoutlout, but I don't have time. How about if I finish myself and Stardust and still have time afterwards, I'll come back over and help y

The offer was a good one, and the best (Y/N) would be able to give as she could already hear the first group of Vikings arrive early for the race later. Snotlout seemed to ponder the offer, taking his time in weighing it out in his head before giving a single nod of his head. "But I want you coming straight back here once your done. No faffing around with Hiccup afterwards."

One of (Y/N)'s hands shot up to her forehead in a salute as she looked down at Snotlout. "Hearing you loud and clear, soldier."

(Y/N) could hear the huffing of Hookfang, along with some muttering from Snotlout, as she turned away from the flaming duo and tried, once more to get to her desired destination. This time she thought she'd finally be able to. She had gotten through nearly all the dragon riders, and Fishlegs wasn't one to socialise much before a big race, having some pre-race ritual he had to forgo. But as she started walking once more, a Gronckle-loving dragon rider attempted to get her attention.

"Ooh (Y/N)! (Y/N)," He called as he left Meatlug behind, the Gronckle happily snacking on some rocks. Fishlegs held a card in his hand as he made his way over to the (H/C) haired girl, a nervous grin on his face as he came over. (Y/N) came to a stop even though she was a little annoyed at being stopped for the fourth time. She tried to hide that annoyance as Fishlegs hadn't done anything wrong. "I stayed up late last night trying to finish this new card I made for Lightfury's. I thought we needed a newer version since we've found out so much more about Stardust and her species."

A smile fought its way onto (Y/N)'s face as she saw the carefully drawn Lightfury on the small trading card. (Y/N)'s eyes widened as she swore she could see every detail on the small picture that replicated her very own dragon. "Wow, Fishlegs, I don't know what to say. It looks amazing."

"This one's for you," Fishlegs quickly said, placing the card in (Y/N)'s hand before she could decline. "And before you say anything, I have a second one at home. I made this one just for you since I know you love everything and anything dragon related."

"Thanks, Fishlegs. I don't even know what to say," (Y/N) grinned as she stared at the small card before delicately placing it in a small pouch she had attached to her belt so it wouldn't get ruined while she was racing. As she thought about the race, she realised how much time she lost between getting to the arena late and having to talk to all the different dragon riders. "Good luck with the race, yeah?"

"I'll see you out there," Fishlegs concluded as they both turned away from each other.

This time, (Y/N) was finally able to get to where she needed to be.

"Hi, Hiccup," (Y/N) said as she trailed her fingers along the brunette's arm. The taller boy looked up at (Y/N), a soft smile on his face as he watched the girl dance around him. "And hi, Toothless. Red is such a good colour on you."

A gargling noise quickly erupted from Toothless' throat in his way of saying hello. Stardust was wrapped around the other dragon, head resting under his chin as she was careful not to smudge any of the red paint, mainly because she didn't want any of it getting onto her scales.

Before (Y/N) could take another step forward, she felt two arms wrap around her waist and pull her backwards. As she fell back into Hiccup's chest, a bubble of a laugh rose from her chest as she felt him pull her down to sit on his lap as he rested his head on her shoulder. At the action, Stardust let out a small growl. Her nose scrunched up as she threatened to take a step forward, the gentle coaxing from, Toothless stopping her from doing so.

“I was wondering when you were finally going to make your way over here,” Hiccup said as he rocked the both of them back, completely ignoring Stardust’s warning as he was already used to the untrusting behaviour on her part. He was sure he was slowly starting to get a breakthrough with the dragon. Having Toothless around certainly helped with that. “Once Stardust over there came bounding over, I knew it was only a matter of time before you would follow. I didn’t know it would take that long though.”

“All the other dragon riders seemed to want to keep me as far away and for as long as possible,” (Y/N) said as she wiggled out of Hiccups grips to the Viking's annoyance. She quickly turned around however and stood between his legs, forcing the Viking to look up at her from where he sat as he extended both of his arms so they could gently rest on her hips. “I’ve got a lot of time to make up for. So, if you could help me by painting Stardust with me, I’d appreciate it.”

At the mention of her name, Stardust stood and stalked a few steps away from Toothless, getting ready to be coated in paint. But when she heard her name in the same sentence as the Viking (Y/N) likes to keep around, her head shot around so she could watch Hiccup with a heated gaze.

“I’m not too sure Stardust likes the sound of that,” Hiccup said slowly. Rising from his seat, he followed after the shorter girl as she moved over to where three bowls of paint sat. Of course, there was the bowl of red paint that Hiccup had used for Toothless, but the other two bowls were left untouched.

“Nonsense. Stardust will stand still as you help me,” (Y/N) announced confidently as she picked up a bowl filled with light blue along with a sponge that sat near it. As she turned back around she sent Stardust a warning look, silently telling her to behave. “I want to do a sort of spiral along Stardust’s back where the colours intertwine with one another. But I don’t know what markings I want to do on her wings or face yet.”

Hiccup came up next to (Y/N), a step or two away from Stardust as he watched (Y/N) dip the sponge into the paint and slowly start to trail it along Stardust’s back. A soft purring began to emit from the Lightfury as (Y/N) worked her way down, her other hand gently trailing along with her. Hiccup took this as his chance to step up beside her now that she had gravitated further down Stardust’s body. At the sense of his presence, Stardust’s head whipped around while the rest of her body stayed eerily still.

“Easy girl,” Hiccup reassured gently as he raised a slightly shaking hand for Stardust to sniff. The dragon however scoffed a bunch of air out of her nose, the wind smacking against Hiccup’s hand as she turned away from him once more with a grumble. As if on cue, Toothless waddled over to them and stopped in front of Stardust to keep her busy while Hiccup worked.

When a hiccup got about halfway, (Y/N) left his side as she walked over to Stardust’s other side. Patting the white dragon on the edge of her wing, Stardust extended it for (Y/N)’s use. (Y/N) started to run the blue paint over the groves of Stardust's wings. As Hiccup walked over to help finish off the wing, he got a similar response to when he stepped up to her once more.

(Y/N) didn't pay too much mind to her, shushing her as Hiccup watched what she was doing. "I want this done on the other wing but in reversed colours. Also, can you fill these in with pink? And trace the back of her wing with it as well before you start on the other side with me?"

"Sure I can," Hiccup agreed, quickly doing what the (H/C) haired girl had asked him to. Again, (Y/N) was able to finish and move on to Stardust's other wing as Hiccup fought to catch up, trailing behind her as he copied her work. When Hiccup finished, he could see the girl crouched in front of Stardust's face while the dragon leant her face down low. Coming to a stop behind her, Hiccup saw the two bands of blue wrapped around Stardust's front legs while she now trailed some paint up her face. Looking at the close proximity between the two, Hiccup said, "I think you should finish Stardust off."

Once the final stroke of paint was drawn, (Y/N) turned back to smile at Hiccup. "Come on Hic, you know Stardust won't bite."

"That's the thing," Hiccup unwearily said as he cautiously stepped forward, an immediate response rising out of Stardust. (Y/N)'s head instantly whipped around at the noise emitting from her dragon. A light scowl was on her face, slowly making the rumbling calm down. "I'm not completely sure she won't."

(Y/N) took a second to think over what she was going to do before she reached a hand back for Hiccup to take, waiting patiently until she felt the steady weight of it. At the contact she pulled him forward, the light ring of his metal foot hitting against the stone floor as (Y/N) pulled him to crouch down next to her. Stardust's face twisted at the sight of the other dragon rider but tried to stand still as (Y/N) was still crouched in front of her.

Grabbing onto Hiccup's other hand, the one that had the bowl and sponge held in it, she pulled it forward before making another grab for his previous hand. Together they dipped the sponge in the paint before trailing it along Stardust's front legs, having two rings on each alternating leg. Since (Y/N) was doing most of the work, Stardust couldn't find it in herself to try and scare them off. She still however made her annoyance known as she glared at Hiccup, the boy only being able to give her a throaty chuckle in response.

As they moved onto Stardust's face, (Y/N)'s hold on Hiccup's hand loosened, giving him the chance to back away if he wanted. But the boy's hand stayed where it was, trying not to seem too keen to get closer. As the sponge dipped back into the paint before moving up to the Lightfury's face, Stardust slowly closed her eyes, allowing the paint to trail across her face. Hiccup could feel a smile slowly starting to etch across his face. Never before had he been able to get this close to the Lightfury with Stardust's willingness. Even if there wasn't much of it right now.

"All done," (Y/N) happily cheered as she pulled Hiccup's hand away from Stardust's face. The dragon's eyes instantly shot open, a smile starting to stretch across her face as she turned to find Toothless to show off the finished work. (Y/N) watched happily as the dragon bounced over to Toothless, spreading her wings as she pranced around Toothless, forcing him to turn to follow her as he showed one of his famous toothless smiles.

"Now it's time for something more important," Hiccup said as he stood. Balancing the paint in one hand, he pulled (Y/N) to her feet before tugging her slightly closer.

"What could be more important than painting Stardust?" (Y/N) questioned, smiling softly up at Hiccup as she waited to see what he might do.

"This," He said as he dipped his thumb into the pink paint and brought his hand up to (Y/N)'s cheek. He waited half a second before running his pink-coated thumb across her cheekbone, making sure he curled the paint up the higher he got. A laugh rang out of (Y/N) as she pinched close one of her eyes when Hiccup ran his thumb underneath it. Once he was done with that half of (Y/N)'s face he wiped his thumb into the palm of his hand, trying to get rid of as much of it as possible before he bent down to place his bowl down and pick up the one (Y/N) had put down earlier. "Nearly done."

"You have to let me do your paint after this," (Y/N) demanded with a grin, leaning forward as she bounced forward on her toes.

"Absolutely not." Hiccup was careful not to mess up the swirls he was painting onto the girl's face. "What I want is simple and I can do it myself. Plus, I know you're going to try and add something to the design if I don't keep a close eye on you."

"Alright," (Y/N) said as a hum in return. She stood still as she waited for Hiccup to finish. "Here, I'll take the paint back over."

At the offer, Hiccup handed the bowl of light blue over, watching as (Y/N) turned to get the pink bowl off the floor before walking over to the table it had originally rested on. Dipping a thumb into the blue paint, she let it coat her thumb before grabbing the bowl of red paint for Hiccup and bringing it over for him. "Thank you, (Y/N)."

"No problem, my love," (Y/N) said as the bowl was handed over. Hiccup's eyes flashed up at her, trying to hide a smile as he dipped his pointer and middle finger into the paint. While Hiccup was distracted by his own paint, (Y/N) reached her thumb up and smeared the blue paint she had gotten on it across her lips until they were completely covered in blue. Hiding her face by knocking her head down, (Y/N) circled Hiccup until she stood behind the dragon rider. Wrapping both of her arms around the taller boy's waist, she rested her chin on Hiccup's shoulder like he had done to her earlier. As Hiccup dipped his two fingers into the paint again so he could drag them along his face, (Y/N) lept forward and placed a small kiss on the boy's jaw.

"What was that for?" Hiccup asked as he lifted his hand up to draw on the paint, ignoring the sensation of the paint (Y/N) had left behind.

"Nothing," (Y/N) grinned, hiding it behind Hiccup's head as she moved to his other side before placing a longer, drawn-out kiss on his cheek. The blue paint wasn't as vibrate as the first kiss but still was a clear outline of her lips. "Am I not allowed to kiss my boyfriend?"

"I never said that," Hiccup said as he twisted in (Y/N)'s arms. His eyes locked on the colour of (Y/N)'s lips too late as he had already dived forward to catch her lips with his own. (Y/N) smiled at the sensation, keeping her arms tightly wrapped around Hiccup's midsection while the boy's brows pinched together. His tongue edged forward, waiting for (Y/N) to part her lips when the taste hit him quickly. Just as (Y/N) was about to grant him entrance, Hiccup pulled back, staring confusedly down at (Y/N)'s lips. "Why is there paint on your lips?"

"No reason," (Y/N) quickly said, feigning nonchalance. Maybe she spoke too quickly or should have been quicker since when she surged forward to try and leave another kiss mark on Hiccup's face, the boy planted both hands on (Y/N)'s shoulders, a groan leaving his now blue-coated lips as he hung his head onto (Y/N)'s shoulders.

"Please don't tell me your blue kisses are all over my face." (Y/N) didn't respond, causing another groan to rise from Hiccup as he lifted his head again, scowling lightly at the shorter girl when all she could do was smile. "You know what?"

"What?" (Y/N) asked, her brows furrowing at the lack of reaction from Hiccup. Once she saw Hiccup's thumb dip into his red paint, her eyes widened at what she knew was coming her way. Dropping her hands from Hiccup's side, she tried to wiggle back and out of his grip.

"No, you don't," Hiccup quickly exclaimed as the bowl of red paint dropped from his hand and spilled across the stone floor. Not to matter though since Hiccup's lips were already coated red. (Y/N) tried to fight Hiccup's arms off her as she backed away with a laugh. Hiccup's arms shot out and tightly secured themselves around (Y/N), trapping her arms to her side in the process. (Y/N) tried to lean back as far as possible but Hiccup only followed after her. Leaning up and forward, Hiccup placed a large kiss on (Y/N)'s forehead, marvelling at the red that was left behind. "There. Now we match."

(Y/N) pretended to be annoyed as she felt Hiccup's arms loosen around her. She wasn't doing a very good job at hiding her true emotions as a large smile blossomed across her face. At that moment, (Y/N) didn't have to worry about anything. Certainly not about the betting that was going on above her.

“My money’s on Snotlout,” Spitelout said as he stood neck to Stoick. Spitelout was looking down at his son as he pointed an all-knowing finger towards him.

“You sure he ain’t gonna throw it all away again?” Gobber asked from the other side of their chief as he scratched his beard with his fake wooden hand, looking down at Snotlout with a less then keen eye.

Spitelout flashed Gobber a glare, both of his arms crossed tightly over his chest as he said, “I’m sure he has it this time around.”

"What about you Stoick?" Gobber asked, turning Spitelout's glare away from him as they both turned their attention to the man sitting down. "Who have you got your eyes on for today's race?"

Stoick didn't even need to think about his answer as he brought a large hand to rub against his chin while saying with a bellowing voice, "My golds going towards my daughter-in-law."

"Oh? Hiccup's popped the big question?" Gobber asked he turned back to look at the pair still wrapped in each other's arms. He could see the splatter of paint they had been leaving on each other's faces, but Gobber was more than content to let them stay in their own little bubble for a bit longer.

Stoick's face pulled downwards at the question. In a grumbled-out response, he said, "Not yet."

"If that boy doesn't hurry up, she's going to do it for him," Spitelout stated, getting silent agreement from the Vikings he was conversing with."Now, back to business. Not putting your gold on Hiccup, eh?"

"Not today, no," Stoick shook his head. "(Y/N) and her dragon have been looking promising recently."

"We'll see if your judgement has grown clouded soon enough," Spitelout teased, grinning as he heard the final horn ring out. Some of the dragon riders got on their dragons as soon as possible, flying up to where they stood on their baskets, waiting for the race to begin. "Normal amount?"

"Hm? Sure," Stoick absentmindedly said as he stood from his seat and walked a few steps forward, gaining the silence from the crowded arena stands. The silence urged the remaining dragon riders to mount their dragons and get to their starting positions. "Vikings and dragon riders, today we join for the first race of the year. On the Gronckle we have Fishlegs, the Monstrous Nightmare being flown by Snotlout-"

Stoick was cut off by a loud cheer from Spitelout, the man yelling, "That's my boy!"

"Yes, thank you for that wonderful display Spitelout," Stoick deadpanned as he turned briefly to face the other Viking as he calmed himself down. "The twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut of the Hideous Zippleback, Astrid on the Deadly Nadder, and my son of the Nightfury."

Stoick paused as he got to (Y/N)'s part, drawing the crowd into suspense. "And on the Lightfury we have my hopefully soon to be daughter in law, (Y/N)!"

(Y/N) turned and grinned at the Viking chief, her face light and full of joy as she laughed along with the other Vikings watching from the arena stands as Hiccup gave off a slightly sheepish smile. At his smile, Gobber banged his wooden hand on the arena's railing before pointing accusingly at Hiccup and saying, "We see you, Hiccup and we're all waitin' for that question to be answered."

"Moving on," Stoick yelled as Hiccup threw his hands in exasperation. "I hear now begin the first dragon race of the year! Release the sheep!"

Once the horn rang out, all six dragons took off. At first, it was a battle of speed as they all raced straight up before breaking away from each other so they could scower Berk for any of the painted sheep they needed to win this. There were twelve sheep that they needed to find before the black sheep worth ten points would be shot to the sky.

As (Y/N) guided Stardust a bit closer to the huts when she noticed another fury trailing behind her. Looking over her shoulder with a grin, she saw Hiccup flying not too far behind them, the paint from earlier still smeared across his face and lips. "Love that colour on you. Is it maroon?"

"Oh, laugh all you want," Hiccup waved her off as he leaned forward on Toothless's back a bit more, his hands tightening on the saddle as Toothless tried to speed up.

(Y/N)'s head quickly turned back around, copying Hiccup's movements as she leaned down to Stardust's ears. "Come on girl, it's time to disappear."

Stardust let out a soft mew at (Y/N)'s words. Spreading her wings wide, speeding up as much as possible in the time to heat up a plasma blast in her mouth. Without warning her wings shot inwards towards her body as she turned into a nosedive. As the shot rang out, (Y/N) buried herself as close to Stardust's body as possible. As the both of them dived through the blast, the same cloaking that took over Stardust danced across (Y/N) and the few white scales she had woven into her clothes.

"Whoo!" (Y/N) yelled as they vanished without a trace, the only lingering part of them being her voice. It took a while for (Y/N) to spot her first sheep, the fluffy animal trying to hide under the hut of some Viking. But when both her and Stardust's eyes landed on it, they changed paths without a thought and swooped down. Twisting her body so (Y/N) sat upside down on her back, Stardust flew upside down so (Y/N) could hang down and pick the sheep up from where it lay. Pulling the sheep to her chest, Stardust helped to right them up as they burst back into the sky.

To everyone else, it looked like a sheep had somehow been granted the ability to fly but those who truly knew could just see the ripple in the air as (Y/N) and Stardust tore through the air.

Taking a sharp turn, the two of them with their extra passenger dived back towards the training arena, careful to keep out of sight of any other dragon riders. As they swooped in, the crowd cheered as they faded back into view to drop the sheep into the Lightfury's basket. Taking a quick look at the other baskets, (Y/N) could see that Astrid already had two sheep while Hiccup had three, meaning there were only six more sheep to find before the black sheep was released.

Pulling back on Stardust's saddle, the whistle that commonly was handed to the Nightfury rang out, filling the air as she shot away from the arena. The two of them didn't have time to waste as Stardust looked out for any stray sheep while (Y/N) looked for any dragon riders in the air with sheep.

As her eyes landed on Berk's Nightfury, a grin spread across her face. "Stardust, we need to go after Toothless. Make sure he doesn't see us coming."

Stardust shot out another plasma shot, cloaking them as Toothless looked back as the noise echoed. The dragon's eyes narrowed as it searched for Stardust but eventually had to look away when nothing turned up. Hovering above him though was Stardust as (Y/N) began to climb from her back. (Y/N) kept a hand situated on the saddle as she got ready to drop. Her feet touched down on the leathery back of Toothless, a confused yelp escaping him as his head shot back once again. As the feeling began to climb along his back, he tried to hiss out a warning to Hiccup.

"I'll be taking that," (Y/N) yelled as she tore the sheep from Hiccup's hands before launching herself off and over Toothless's head. Toothless gargled as (Y/N) went falling off of him, diving through thin air as she waited for Stardust to catch her. She continued to fall for a few seconds before she saw a floating sheep hurtling towards her in the claws of Stardust as she faded back into existence once more. (Y/N) landed on Stardust's back harshly, her bones rattling as one of her hands unlatched from the sheep to grab onto Stardust as she turned to the arena, a Nightfury on her tail.

"I'm going to need that back, (Y/N)," Hiccup called as he tried to keep up with (Y/N) and her Lightfury. Adjusting his metal foot, Toothless's tail changed directions, giving them a gust of speed. The soft grunts of a Monstrous Nightmare behind him were slightly startling with how close Snotlout and Hookfang were to catch up to them. Stating his thoughts, Hiccup said, "We can't let that happen, bud."

Toothless made his agreement known as he flapped his wings once, shooting away from Snotlout as they grew closer to Stardust. But no matter what they seemed to do, Stardust had an impossible lead on them. So there was no stopping it when Hiccup watched as both sheep were dropped into the Lightfury's basket. Hiccup and her were now tied. Astrid still had two but the twins had been able to score themself a sheep of their own. Nine sheep found, three to go.

(Y/N) and Stardust shot up once more, hoping to make one final round before the black sheep could be found. They didn't bother to vanish again, shooting through the sky as they tried to find more sheep. It was when a commotion could be heard above them. Meatlug had a sheep clutched in her claws while Stormfly and Barf and Belch tried to herd the sheep towards them. Fishlegs was panicking from atop the Gronckle, a perfect opportunity for (Y/N) to steal it.

Barf and Belch slammed into the side of Meatug, making the Gronckke growl as the sheep was dropped from her to retrieve the fallen sheep already gone after it. Stormfly was close to grabbing it within her claws when Stardust shot forward, sweeping the sheep from the air as she spiraleD up. “You’re going to have to be quicker than that if you want to win this!”

"Stormfly fetch!" Astrid yelled and the excited growl that erupted from Stormfly was anything to go by, (Y/N) was going to be in trouble.

"Fly Stardust, fly," (Y/N) screeched as the Deadly Nadder's eyes locked onto the both of them. Stardust's head shook as she shot forward, taking sharp turns to try and lose Stormfly as they were chased down. (Y/N)'s eyes landed on the last two remaining sheep. Patting on Stardust's neck, the Lightfury's eyes also landed on where (Y/N) was looking. "This is going to be a close one."

Dropping down, Stardust got all of her claws ready, planning on holding one sheep in each pair. As they reached the sheep, Stadust's front claws were able to score the first sheep but as she started to lift, her black claws pointing out to latch onto the sheep's fur, something snatched it out from under her. "I think it's only fair that I get this one after what happened earlier."

It was Hiccup. Both Stardust and (Y/N) were left slightly dumbfounded as they followed after the Nightfury. The others had caught onto their catchings and were trailing after them, making a train of dragons and dragon riders. As Hiccup threw his sheep down, followed by (Y/N) and her two, a final horn rang out, signalling the black sheep as the scores rested five to (Y/N), Hiccup at four, Astrid at two and the twins at one. Whoever grabbed this sheep would seal the victory.

"It's just one more sheep, Stardust," (Y/N) whispered to her dragon, the two of them shooting away from the arena along with all the other dragon riders. (Y/N) could hear them also muttering encouragements to their dragons. "We've come far enough to win this all."

As she spoke, she heard the launch of the sheep, the subtle clank of the chains smacking against wood as the black sheep went flying. It was a fight of flames and talons as all eyes locked onto the black sheep. It was a certain Nightfury that was able to shoot forward and steal the sheep into his clutches. That's when the chase broke out again.

Toothless had an advantage with speed, taking a small lead as Stormfly and Stardust were close behind. Both dragons were trying to shoot forward in front of the other, the riders on their back yelling jeers at each other as their dragons did the work. It was only when Stardust was able to push herself forward in a burst of speed that Astrid let out a frustrated yell. "He's right there Stardust. It's now or never."

As her agreement Stardust flew under Toothless, getting close enough that (Y/N) could reach up and snatch the Blacksheep from his claws, earning a snap from the dragon. "Right, let's go."

As they lowered themselves even further, Stardust let out a roar as they flew. The arena could be seen coming up, crowds of Vikings hitting each other and jumping up to see who had the black sheep as they all rode in.

It didn't stop there though. As they began to dip into the arena, Snotlout came hurtling around from the other side of the arena, an axe in hand as he tried to swing it toward (Y/N)'s head. Stardust already acted as (Y/N) yelled, "Dive, dive, dive!"

Nearly falling from Stardust's back because of the lost grip she had, a not-very Viking-sounding squeak as she fought to grip onto Stardust's saddle. Stardust rumbled from below her as she knocked her tail up, bumping (Y/N) further up her saddle as she swung around the arena, weaving in and out from the different dragons as they tried to steal what was theirs.

As the black sheep made contact with the Lightfury's basket, the sheep getting squashed in with the other ones, a ripple broke out through the stadium as the race ended.

"Yes," (Y/N) yelled as she threw both her arms out, Stardust throwing her own call to the wind as they sailed across the arena perimeter, close enough to the stands that some of the Vikings could read out and congratulate her.

"That's my girl," (Y/N) heard the yell from Hiccup as he flew up next to her, the tips of Toothless and Stardust's wings overlapping. "I almost thought I'd be able to win one over you."

"That is where you must have gone wrong," (Y/N) called back before Stardust was steering her to Stoick's seat, the man waiting happily with a grumbling Spitelout not too far away from him. "Have I won you enough gold, Stoick?"

His booming laugh shot around. "You have this time."

"Placing bets again Dad?" Hiccup questioned as he fell from Toothless's saddle, climbing over to (Y/N) where he pulled her from Stardust's saddle and placed a kiss on the side of her head.

"Of course I was Hiccup," Stoick said as he watched the two. "Picked the right dragon as well."

Turning around to face Hiccup, (Y/N) grinned up at him. "You want to go on another race?"

#hiccup haddock x reader #hiccup haddock iii #hiccup httyd #hiccup x reader #hiccup horrendous haddock iii #httyd #httyd fanfiction #x reader #hiccup #how to train your dragon #hiccup how to train your dragon #toothless #nightfury #night fury #lightfury #light fury #astrid #astrid hofferson #astrid httyd #stormfly #deadly nadder #tuffnut #ruffnut #tuffnut thorston #barf and belch #hideous zippleback #snoutlout #hookfang #fishlegs #monstrous nightmare

[vixstarria]

You know what I just realized? Astarion’s unending hunger for blood got replaced with unending hunger for power if he ascends. He absolutely has no need for Cazador’s palace or political connections now that he can travel in the sun, but he’s so obsessed with protecting himself he happily takes up residence in his abuser’s home, despite all the terrible memories in it because it’s perfect for a power grab.

Essentially.

Tbh I'm a bit surprised to find this in my inbox as I don't think I've really said anything on the Spawn vs Ascended Astarion route. Ultimately, it's all pixels and people can do whatever they want with them.

But, hey, sure, here's a little rant under the cut.

My biggest gripe with Ascended Astarion isn't even that he's evil, or that he may be in any way mistreating Tav, or that he's power hungry, or any of the other usual complaints people have about him.

It's that he's simply boring.

You start off with this theatrical goofball, who is also an evil little shit, sure, but a hilarious one, who's terrified and riddled with trauma, and who just wants to experience simple joys and be safe and autonomous again.

Spawn ending - what does Astarion do? Well, anything he bloody wants to, really. Look at some of @spacebarbarianweird's headcanons for examples. Maybe he's an adventurer, maybe he's leading a quiet life running a shop, maybe he's a pirate, maybe he's a dragon rider, maybe he's in the Underdark, maybe he's somewhere on the astral plane. Maybe he's got kids. Maybe he found a cure for vampirism. Maybe he found a way to walk in the sun with an artifact. (I would add that maybe he's gathering a 7,000-strong vampire army in the Underdark and trying his hand at taking over the world as a spawn after all, but we know he can't plan that well)

He's charismatic. He's loving. And he's still the little shit you initially fell in love with.

Meanwhile, what's Ascended Astarion doing up in his castle?

Paperwork.

Dealing with bureaucrats.

Hosting occasional balls for people he despises, where he sits on his throne stroking his comically overinflated ego. In the very same castle that he just spent 200 years wishing to escape.

I just don't understand the appeal.

The archetype is essentially that of a corrupt politician or a ruthless head of a corporation. It's lacking in empathy and completely void of any positive emotions. Power and money for the sake of power and money. This is not the type of character I find appealing or compelling whatsoever, whether in fiction or real life.

"Oh, but you're giving him what he really wants if you ascend him!"

You just turned your favourite character into a bland, heartless megalomaniac, trapping him just as much as the blood craving and sun vulnerability would have, if not more. 🤷‍♀️

P.S. Ironically, some of my favourite fanfics actually happen to be Ascended Astarion fics, so no, he doesn't have to be boring. The above picture is a summary of what is implied by the game, together with the general gist of most AA fics I've seen.

#asks #vix musings #astarion #ascended astarion #bg3 #baldur's gate 3

[yanderes-galore]

Can u do headcannons for hiccup with a darling that randomly came from the future/real world like an isekai darling if that makes sense?maybe they try to figure out life in the httyd universe while also trying to find a way to go back to their home?

Of course! It's essentially going to be a HC version of this fic right here! I apologize if it's repetitive since these two fics are essentially the same thing-?

Yandere! Hiccup with Darling from this world

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Social isolation, Darling is taken advantage of due to being naive, Delusional behavior, Dubious relationship, Threats, Overprotective behavior, Kidnapping.

I feel Hiccup is a very understanding person.

Like in the original fic I made he'd probably find you by chance and realize how out of your element you are.

How you got here in the first place is a mystery to the both of you.

All you can recall is going to bed or passing out before waking up on grass.

Meanwhile Hiccup is still trying to find out why your clothing looks so different compared to his.

It would take time before Hiccup fully believes your origins but he does defend you when he takes you back with him to Berk/The Edge.

Hiccup has always been one who wants to understand others and their beliefs.

It's inevitable that you'll be interrogated when he saves your life and brings you back.

His friends tend to be harsh when it comes to questioning an outsider, for good reason too.

The Dragon Riders tend to have violent enemies.

Due to your clothes and outsider nature, you're not really greeted with open arms.

Hiccup is the only one who feels you aren't a danger.

He and Toothless have saved you from wild dragons and you seem awfully confused.

Hiccup offers to hear you out and defends you from any overly intimidating interrogation.

Which means right away Hiccup becomes a friend who wants to help you with your situation.

His obsession isn't instant but he is intrigued at your situation.

When Hiccup hears your story he tries his best to understand.

Even if he still doesn't he wants to help you back to your own world.

He also knows he can't let you just fend for yourself with no dragon training or combat abilities.

Which means you're given a hut to take refuge in until further notice.

That's how Hiccup and you meet.

Honestly, Hiccup can see you in either light and act the same due to his character.

As time goes on he can see you as a close friend, one he has to look out for due to your clueless nature of this world.

Maybe he starts that way then slowly develops more romantic feelings as he gets to know you?

Either way I definitely think Hiccup would be the type to help his darling immediately to settle in.

He's start you off with something small at first.

Hiccup may help you interact with those around you, he may teach you combat, or he may assign you small tasks to do around Berk/The Edge.

He's very caring and tries to help you when no one else will.

He even tries to help you get along with the other vikings, often trying his best to remove all tension you cause.

Hiccup definitely gives you new clothes and hides your old ones in your hut.

He's trying to help you fit in so no trouble comes to you due to your odd origins.

Essentially, how you two become close is Hiccup teaching you how this world works.

When you become more trusted and are up to it he may even teach you how to deal with dragons.

I feel at first you won't notice Hiccup's obsession.

Around you he manages to keep up the facade of a friend just trying to help regardless of how he feels.

Truth is he actually likes the idea of you needing him for help.

Just him... he's always been the one you trust the most, right?

Behind your back he is actually altering more than you think.

For example, you may think the other vikings don't want to help you out or get along.

In reality Hiccup is making it that way.

He either threatens them or offers to help instead.

It's extremely concerning to the others that Hiccup is this close to you.

The others have a feeling Hiccup is taking advantage of your naivety.

He's alone with you way too often and I wouldn't be surprised if Toothless was in on it.

However, Hiccup doesn't see it that way.

He sees it as caring, he sees it as being the guide you need to live in this world.

Sure, it's a bit selfish of him to be your only companion...

But he quickly pushes away such thoughts for his own delusions.

There's most likely no way to properly bring you home I fear.

Yet Hiccup makes you cling to him more by providing you with the hope that there may be a way.

If the others try to tell you that Hiccup is using you for his own twisted form of company then you have trouble believing them.

Why? Hiccup happens to do a good job at manipulating you.

They're the ones lying, not him.

He was the first one to stick up for you, why would he lie?

Honestly even if Hiccup or one of the others found a possible way to send you home, Hiccup would prevent you from knowing.

It's either he himself found out and never told anyone or je threatened others to keep quiet.

Not hard to do when you have a Night Fury that listens to your every word.

Hiccup occupies most of your new life now.

You may even grow attached to him yourself before knowing about his manipulation.

Love or not, you trust him because he's been there for you.

Although if you ever do know the truth, like someone told you about it and you believed them, Hiccup has solutions.

He'd try to make you believe the lie again before deciding to just threaten and trap you.

Then he'd probably deal with the person who tried to turn you against him, friend or not.

Hiccup doesn't want to force you to love and care for him, but if it comes to it-

I can see Hiccup eventually just trapping you in his hut to keep you with him if you begin to distrust him.

Hopefully it won't come to that-

Hiccup gives you a chance to live a relatively normal new life if you just listen to him...

Just don't look any deeper into his intentions...

He promises he's not lying... he really is just doing all of this to care for you because he loves you!

You'll believe the one who saved you, right?

#yandere how to train your dragon #yandere httyd #yandere hiccup horrendous haddock #yandere hiccup haddock

[justallihere]

im joining the train of being physically ill and your fic giving me the motivation to continue with life (allergies and contact dermatitis are kicking my ass. my eyelids are swollen)

I love how soft these two were for each other in this chapter.

XADEN IS WHIPPED. I feel like if he could live in/under Violet's skin he would 💀

exhibit a

“I can kill him for you,” he offered. 

exhibit b

“No, I don’t want you to move,” Xaden grumbled

exhibit c

“I’ll do whatever you want, my darling wife.”

exhibit d

he was sure his heart stopped beating in his chest for a moment before it resumed its rhythm again. 

exhibit e

Something warm bloomed in his chest at the sight of the ring on his finger, a physical representation of the two of them twined together, from now until they entered whatever life or world followed this one. 

Xaden made Vi blush SO MUCH this chapter and I'm eating it up!!!!!

This line was so funny 😭😭😭. Xaden is such a tease

“Yes, your majesty?” She scowled

Not me my heart breaking for younger Xaden. I hope Vi gives him enough hugs to heal his inner child

Being a dragon rider was one of the only things he had ever chosen for himself, even if, technically, he wasn’t supposed to have it. 

SOMEONE HUG GARRICK PLS. The guilt he probably feels, my poor baby 😭😭

“Can I not be worried about her?” Garrick asked sharply. “She is my queen, Xaden. She isn’t just your wife, she isn’t just Violet. Not anymore. She’s important to all of us, and I have a duty to her. You’re not the only one who failed to keep her safe.” 

EXCUSE ME??? ARE THEY FLIRTING? YOURE HONOR I THINK THEYRE FLIRTING. The second i read that he wanted to take her somewhere outside, I KNEW IT WAS HIS FAVORITE HILLTOP!!!! This moment was so special/monumental for them 😭. Xaden has come so far, from not wanting to share this sacred space/wanting to hate her on principle, to loving Violet and willing to do anything to make her happy (Again, mans is WHIPPED)

“Are you trying to get me drunk, Mrs. Riorson?” Xaden asked in a low voice.  She shivered. “Maybe.” 

HIS RING??? HIS RING????? Of course, Vi noticed how obsessed X is with her hair. nothing gets past her

Xaden's unwavering faith in Vi is so 👌 I dont have words to describe what it is but its top tier husband energy

The fact that Violet reads smut confirms that she's just one of the girls AND Xaden picking the book up to read it ??? Book boyfriend material (Even though he's already her husband)

Questions:

When will Brennan get his head out of the sand and make up his siblings? Stick Xaden on him because B is making Vi and Mira sad!!!!

when was the last time Xaden got drunk/felt comfortable enough to do that?

was the story about malek and his consort's homage to Hades/Persephone but also a reflection of Vi/X's relationship?

She was Amari’s youngest, her most beautiful and most treasured child --- is this foreshadowing to how Lilith views Vi? bc if so... I'm sobbing in a corner

Omg feel better!! Stop being sick!! Why are you all sick!! (normally I’m the one who’s sick all the time 😂)

Waterparks has like dozens of obsessive love songs that I could quote but there’s a line in “I felt younger when we met” (ironically a break up song lol) that says “you moved in behind my eyes and built yourself a shrine” that I think about a lot in terms of how Xaden feels about Violet. Just like, a part of her lives with him permanently now and he can’t and doesn’t want to get rid of it and she’s all he knows and he’s wholly devoted to her

I’m LIVING for the fact that you came with evidence about how whipped he is lmao

They are in fact flirting, can confirm!

To answer your questions: Yes, Brennan will get his act together. The last time Xaden got drunk was, uh. . . so many moons ago I do not have an exact time, but years. And yes! It was a way to say that not only do people see their relationship differently depending on what they’re looking for, but Xaden views himself so differently from the way Violet sees him.

And yeah to that last one as well. I mean she loves all her kids beyond reason, but there’s something in the way she views Violet that’s so special to me

#storm in the quiet

[navybrat817]

Whip

Pairing: Motocross!Hal Carter x Female Reader Summary: Hal is smitten when he spots you at the tracks. Word Count: Almost 800 Warnings: Fluff, a touch of flirting, reader is a tad shy, motocross!Hal Carter (he's a warning, okay?) A/N: Meet Cowboy and Belle! July has been a terrible month for me writing wise, but this is still something. Set in the world of Starting Gate, Lapper and Downshift, we'll see them again. Thanks to @book-dragon-13 for looking this over and helping with the nickname, but any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by @firefly-graphics and banners by @maysdigitalarts. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Please reblog or comment as it means the world! ❤️

Hal Carter always wanted to make something of himself.

WIth his sunglistened skin, natural charm, and blue eyes that sparkled almost as bright as his smile, a few thought he should’ve been a model.

Most people in his town wrote him off as a lost cause because his dad was a bum. His own mom didn’t even believe he’d accomplish anything.

Maybe that was why he stole that dirt bike years ago.

There was no place in the world for a guy like him, so why not prove them right?

He didn’t expect to fall in love with riding or revel in the rush of adrenaline.

When he was on his bike, he didn’t feel judged. It was freedom.

But being free didn’t pay the bills, not to mention dirt bikes on public roads were illegal. 

He paid his dues and did what he could to become a racer. 

Odds and ends jobs helped him save up for equipment. He even managed to save up enough for a Motocross School a few towns over.

When he wasn’t working, he practiced on dirt roads and tracks.

Hal didn’t want to just be good. He wanted to make his mark.

What better way to stand out than to give the crowd something to make them look?

Freestyle tricks were his trademark and the thing that put him on the map. Nac-Nac, Kiss of Death, Tsunami, anything to draw a gasp from the crowd.

His Southern background and light showboating earned him the nickname Cowboy.

Some of the other riders liked to sing, “Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy” whenever the pit lizards hovered around him and teased it was a shame he had to cover up his handsome face.

The attention was nice, but he knew those girls didn’t care about him. He wanted someone interested in more than a thrill.

The day he met you, you weren’t paying any attention to him. 

He hadn't seen you before. No, he would've remembered you.

You stood apart from the crowd as you packed up your camera, doing your best not to draw attention to yourself. You even lowered your head when Maddox looked your way.

He had to know your name.

Before he could stop himself, he weaved through the sea of people until he stood in front of you. Part of it was to keep Maddox from bothering you, but the other was to selfishly see you up close.

He was screwed the moment you lifted your gaze and looked into his eyes, his heart doing a funny summersault when you adjusted your bag on your shoulder and curled in slightly on yourself. 

“Hi. I’m Hal Carter,” he smiled, wiping his hand on his pants before he offered it to you. "Haven't seen you around the tracks."

“Hi,” you said softly, giving him your hand after a second. It was so soft. "First time here. Just took a few photos," you cleared your throat as you glanced away and pulled your hand back.

Hal was about to ask if you were okay before he remembered he remembered he was shirtless. "Oh, sorry. I usually put another shirt on before I mingle," he teased, gesturing to his abs. 

Another one of his trademarks was throwing his shirt into the crowd once he was done. He hoped you weren't uncomfortable.

"Yo, Hal! She gonna save a horse and ride a cowboy?" Maddox yelled his way as you stiffened.

"Fuck off, Maddox," one of the other guys snapped. 

Why? Why now? If you weren't uncomfortable before…

“I’m sorry. I have to go,” you said quickly.

“Wait,” Hal begged, careful not to invade your space as you took a step back. "You said you took some photos, right?"

You nodded, gripping the strap of your bag as a few people moved closer. He wanted nothing more than to put his arm around you and draw you away from everyone. 

"I'd love to see some of the shots from today if that's okay? No hard feelings if you don't wanna."

"Okay," you smiled bashfully as you dug a card out for him. "I hope they turn out well. Your tricks were great."

Why does that sweet look make me want to ruin and take care of you?

"Thanks. I'm sure they will," he grinned, glancing at the card as he brushed his thumb along your printed name. "Nice meeting you, Belle."

"T-That's not my name."

"Should be. You're the most beautiful girl here."

You shook your head a little when his grin widened. "Bye, Hal."

He wondered if the line was cheesy, but the shy smile he caught before you walked away gave him hope. 

Looking at the card, he couldn't wait to see you again. 

He just hoped he made a lasting impression. 

Excited to share more of our motocross boys when I can. Love and thanks! ❤️

#navybrat writes #hal carter x reader #hal carter x female reader #hal carter x you #hal carter x y/n #motocross!hal carter x reader #cowboy and belle #hal carter fanfiction #hal carter imagine #hal carter #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x female reader #sebastian stan x you #dialed in #dialed in: motocross au #motocross au

[howyouloveyourdragon]

Hi I loved your most recent alpha rhaenyra x omega sister and was wondering if you could do a part 2 for it(maybe rhaenyra uses her sister as a power play and makes her sit on her lap in council meeting while she fingers her or something) completely up to you tho if you don’t feel comfortable writing it

𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖎

hi anon it's been a little while so i hope i've done the right fic and just in case not, I tried to leave some elements vague in case but let me know if i'm wrong once asks are back open or if you would prefer a different one!

𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄 fingers over her dear omega's thigh, squeezing it when her pout deepened. "If Alicent wants war then I'll give her one. We already have more dragons than she does." Y/n tried to ignore the smirk on Daemon's face and the words her aunt spoke so viciously. Rhaenys narrowed her eyes. "Rhaenyra, they don't only have dragons, they have Vhagar." Unconsciously, Rhaenyra dug her nails into her little love's thigh. Y/n bit back her hiss and bit her lip. Her eyes squeezed shut but Rhaenyra didn't take notice. "Vhagar is also a war-dragon." Rhaenyra stated. "She is uncontrollable. No one listened when my father said that the dragons have more control over us than we but if I intend to take my rightful claim then I will prove this. Which I do. Vhagar killed my son as much as Aemond and I shall have her head for it." Rhaenyra spat, venom dripping from her. Rhaenys shared a glance with Baela who stood to her side. She looked back at Rhaenyra. "I swore myself to you for many reasons. One is that I trusted you to listen to your council and not the twitterings of those untrustworthy. Desire is what kills, your grace." Rhaenyra boiled but instead of biting back this time, she took a hard grip of her sister and roughly tugged her onto her lap. Her fingers twitched in irritation but they soothed themselves as she nervously fiddled with her darling's hair. She brushed through it with her hands and unravelled the knots to her ability. Her council gaped and exchanged glances with one another though Rhaenys waited in patience, she was not unused to public displays of affection. Y/n swallowed before taking a deep breath and raised a shaking hand to Rhaenyra's. She offered a squeeze. Rhaenyra's eyes traced her face like a map until she found her eyes and softened. Her fingers paused and then squeezed back even tighter before settling in her sister's lap. With one arm wrapped around Y/n, the Queen proceeded to wrap the other to join it.

Y/n squirmed in her hold. Rhaenyra started to slowly tap against the table until a sudden understanding passed her. Her head jolted up. "There's one dragon that neither side has a hold over." All eyes turned on the young princess, the one not in green nor black but crystal blue like the clarity beseeching them all. Y/n shrank in her seat, Rhaenyra's gaze studying her. Her hand slowly slithered up her love's dress. Her fingers skimmed over her skin, leaving goosebumps as they walked. When they reached Y/n's inner thigh, she extracted a jump from her. "But we have their rider." Rhaenyra's words were spoken with pride and a sly tongue. Her eyes twinkled as her index drew figure eights. Baela frowned and tilted her head. "With all respect, your grace," She began, her tone still and poised. "green blood flows in her veins. How do we know we can trust her." Rhaenyra's eyes didn't stray. "We don't need to trust her. She has been claimed and for that it is not her decision whether she intends to rebel or not. By mark alone she is mine." A shocked series of murmurings bellowed through the table, Baela's eyes widened in shock as she looked at her younger cousin. A claim is far more meaningful than to steal your enemy's child, to lay a bite upon an omega and prove yourself worthy of them was an entirely different act. Baela's inquisitive stare turned cautious as it turned on you, the silent plea for answers. You had been close before the war and now she was worried not only for herself but now you. Two weeks and she had yet to be given approval to speak with you, she was itching for it. Rhaenyra turned to look at her, following your longing gaze for your once friend. It reminded her of when she looked at Alicent and a jolt of poison spilled into her veins at the sight. She clenched her jaw as her fingers took a leap to your cunt. Rhaenyra denied you of your smallclothes so that she could view your perk nipples at all times and she was grateful for it as she threaded a lone thumb over your clit. She rubbed pointedly at it and revelled in the low whine you tried to hold back. Rhaenyra smiled at the growing confusion on Baela's face.

"Rhaenyra." Rhaenys began with a scathing stare. "Was that quite wise. You have no limit to heirs." "Well found, aunt." Rhaenys' jaw ticked. Rhaenyra's middle finger slithered itself inside your cunt with all the reluctance of a lion feasting its new meal. "I understand the..." She narrowed her eyes as she searched for a respectful word. "desires of a young woman but would we not find Y/n more useful when–" "Her uses have no bounds, Rhaenys, I promise you." Her tone is more powerful than before, one emotional now calculating. She didn’t have to think any longer to stop lingering over the slick she's created in her darling's cunt. She thrusted a sudden second finger inside her. Y/n let out a guttural groan, her breathing shallowed as she bent her head over and furrowed her brows. Baela jumped and almost rushed to her cousin's side. "Are you okay, princess?" She asked, remembering herself and her presence, she straightened but her feet still twitched in eager to join Y/n. Y/n's teeth bit even harder into her lip and shook her head. A flash of red catches Rhaenyra's eyes and despite her longing to nurture the girl, she feels a swell of pride. She draws her finger outside of her omega's cunt–presenting the wet finger to her court as it pressed against her little love's lip. She pulled it back so the council could see. She grinned smugly and tilted her head. "It appears my sweet needs some time to retire." Her devilish beam brightens. "She must not be used to such matters, such stress." She dipped the finger in her mouth and encouraged her with a light tap to suck it tentatively until it disappeared against her tongue. Y/n couldn't help but feel her stomach twist as the condescension left her alpha's lips. She lifted her chin with her other hand as she removed it. Rhaenyra stared into her darling's eyes. A growl emitted from the Queen's throat, raspy and husky. "Good girl." She moaned. A sphere of isolation circled in on them as they stared at one another. Y/n felt like a traitor as her heart clenched. "I will be escorting her and we may continue this discussion tomorrow." Rhaenyra bellowed and a new flush of shame flew over the princess' face. As she spoke she made eye contact with Baela, noticing the wash of realisation begin to run over her eyes.

#yandere rhaenyra targaryen #yandere rhaenyra targaryen x reader #yandere rhaenyra targaryen smut #rhaenyra targaryen x reader #ask #request #anon #anon ask #anon request #hotd smut #house of the dragon smut #yandere rhaenyra x half-sister #yandere rhaenyra targaryen x half-sister smut #alpha rhaenyra x omega reader #alpha rhaenyra

[presidenthades]

I read about that Luce knitted something for Arrax and suddently it got me thinking ??? What are your headcanons when it comes to the dragons and their bonds with their riders like some fun facts or something

In the Ask you’re referencing, it says Luce is working on a quilt, which is a different craft from knitting! As a knitter, I just want to make the difference clear 😅. Luce is using a bunch of old fabric scraps to make the quilt, so it feels less wasteful; dragons don’t actually need blankets lol.

Luce treats Arrax like a beloved pet. She thinks it’s chilly in the Dragonmont (even though it’s in a volcano) so of course her dragon, who is a fire-breathing creature, needs a blanket 😂. The quilt probably looks something like below, which I found on Reddit.

Jace and Vermax have more of a partnership. I like to think Vermax is the dragon-version of a show horse (I know nothing about horses), very calm and accustomed to being taken out on rides and exhibitions. Good with crowds, but unsuitable for combat (if you know canon!Jace and Vermax’s ending… 😶). Also, just like how Syrax has a little heart necklace (below), I decided that Jace put a sun necklace on Vermax at some point 🥰.

Joff is the one who most understands “nobody can truly control a dragon.” All the Targs love and respect their dragons, but she especially treats Tyraxes (who I think is a descendant of Balerion) like a weapon of mass destruction/primordial power. She’s the most likely to hold entire conversations with her dragon in High Valyrian.

In canon, Aegon supposedly has a super close bond with Sunfyre, which I’ve carried over to the fic. Of all the Targkids, he most frequently escapes from the Red Keep to run around the city, so he has more opportunities to visit the Dragonpit. He’s the one who tells Sunfyre he’s the most beautiful dragon in the world, and Sunfyre has internalized that belief.

In the show, they made Aemond have not-so-great control over Vhagar, which makes sense. He only has her for a few years whereas the other kids have their dragons for almost their entire lives, and Vhagar is a strong-willed dragon who’s had multiple riders. In Compromised, I also wrote that Aemond doesn’t get as much time with Vhagar as he would like because his schedule is so full. But when he and Aegon eventually go to the Stepstones, Aemond will be spending hours of each day with Vhagar.

In the book, Tessarion is closely bonded enough with Daeron that she continues fighting for him even after his death. One could argue she was just following dragon instincts, but she was a cradle egg so it makes sense that she has a close bond with her rider. When they’re in Oldtown, I think Daeron spends a lot of time with Tessarion because he’s homesick and she reminds him of the other Targkids 🥺.

Show!Helaena has no scenes thus far with Dreamfyre, but in the book, Dreamfyre has a very strong reaction to her death. So I think Helaena might not be as fond of flying as the average Targ, but she still spends plenty of time bonding with her dragon, just on the ground. Might not be entirely coincidental that Dreamfyre’s last rider was named Rhaena… 👀

Moondancer is kinda a runt. Dragons grow at different paces, but maybe Moondancer didn’t like the food and water in Pentos? It frustrates Baela that younger dragons, like Arrax and Tyraxes, are growing faster and larger than her own dragon. But Daemon has drilled the importance of dragon bonding into her, so she makes sure to spend time with Moondancer even if she can’t rider her dragon yet.

#my writing #ask me anything #Targkids #dragons

[starwalker03]

You’re a bartender? Assign drinks to some of your favorite characters

ooooooooooooooof. wait.

because like. is this what I think they'd like? what I think "represents" them? what I think they'd order? there's too many options here and I have not been a bartender for long enough to know enough drinks.

My favourite characters? damn. I immediately forgot every blorbo I have lmao.

Nightwing's gotta be first. He's complicated cause I'd imagine all the batkids are trained by batman to be weary of alcohol because it impedes brain function. He probably sticks to low percentage things in general. I'm pretty sure he's also canonically a sweet tooth? and if not I think he would be. So I don't think he's a beer guy. Probably when he was younger and that's just What You Do when you're that age and start drinking cause you think 'I'm a guy so i gotta drink beer'. once he's older I figure he's more of a mixer guy, like hard soda, cruisers, that kind of thing. still one drink per serve, not super strong, mostly sugar.

If he's in a situation where he's all for getting drunk and is comfortable doing so, I can see him as a cocktails guy. He strikes me as a jalapeno margarita type. I don't think he's big into shots or anything cause he's still got that ingrained discomfort, but y'know, sweet things that are two standard drinks and only about 100mLs all up.

Honourable mention to Wally West cause I can't think of one without the other right now.

Wally can't get drunk. So to him the most important thing here is taste. I think he's a sweet tooth type. french martini or one of those fruit tingle type situations. Maybe like, a frozen drink? I could see him liking pina coladas. If this is a getting drunk situation and he's trying to get drunk quick, I could see him being the type to order a long island iced tea, even though it's usually only made with a shot and a half in most bars and is a huge red flag. eventually someone would tell him he's wasting time and taste buds, cause long islands are served in a highball and honestly taste like crap.

Okay so Kaldur'ahm. Kaldur'Ahm and alcohol is a thought.

I feel like alcohol isn't a huge thing in Atlantis, like most beverages, cause they're in the water. I can't get into world building about dining and such in an underwater setting right now cause I'll be here for hours. But I think drinking isn't a big thing down there yknow? Then on top of that, Kaldur has a high tolerance to poisons (I think young justice just says jellyfish toxin? but I feel like poison in general makes sense for him) so alcohol takes a lot for him.

I feel like he discovers mead and really likes it. there's some really interesting things you can do with mead, especially with saltier palettes, that I think Kaldur, being Atlantean, would appreciate.

When out partying, though, I think he just does shots. cause if he's just drinking to get drunk then what's the point, y'know? just give him some vodka, preferably like three shots of the stuff in one go, and he's good.

man. Favourite characters. hmmmm.

Hiccup Haddock. So he's a viking, like. mead is already on the table. looking at modern drinks, though. going off of mead being something he probably canonically likes. we're looking at sweet but also bitterness from the aging process and a depth of flavour. I think he'd be into scotch, similar depth to flavour and palette, with a smoky edge to it that I think is very "viking core" or whatever. being a dragon rider and all he's probably used to smokiness in food/drink. I'd make him a good riff on an old-fashioned with scotch instead of bourbon, and maybe something with honey and orange bitters as well. that kinda flavour profile.

Leonardo, of mutant ninja turtle fame, is a thought.

I mean it depends on the iteration. I'm mostly familiar with 2012, 2007 and 2018 (stares at word doc of fic where I mix all three) and I feel like all three of them wouldn't be huge drinkers. but if they were to drink, I'd go with a warm cocktail, perhaps with a tea base. those are very fun. whiskey-honey-chamomile or something of the sort. or perhaps fruity teas with tequila or rum.

Merlin, of BBC's Merlin show, already is seen to be drinking ale in the show. I don't think he hates it. Ale of the time wouldn't have bee particularly great, but he seems to drink it without complaint for the most part.

beers and ales have come a long way and I think he could definitely find something he liked from amber or dark ales, perhaps even as far as guineas. If asked to make him a cocktail, though, I'd try for something bitter, possibly gin-based? in my experience some of those can be interestingly dry. or maybe a highball topped with cider? oooh maybe a moscow mule would be the vibe. sub the mint for rosemary and add a really dry ginger syrup in? or cut the lime juice with ginger juice or something like that.

I could keep thinking of blorbos but I'd be here all night.

#dc comics #dick grayson #young justice #nightwing #wally west #kid flash #kaldur #kaldur’ahm #aqualad #hiccup haddock #httyd #leonardo tmnt #bbc merlin #bartending #cocktails #jab rambles

[tryan-a-bex]

20 questions for fic writers!

Thank you @bazzybelle and @hardly-an-escape for the tags!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

32

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

38,639 (I started writing March 2023, so this is happy.)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Sandman primarily, lots of crossovers, and one for DND Honor Among Thieves which is not a crossover (The Ring Bear). I also have several done for Fuckboi Dream, but I'm waiting to post them until it is finished (if you ask nicely I might let you see them).

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

King of Night and Prince of Day (based on Nathanwonderwolf's amazing art)

Five Guesses Why Hob is Immortal and One Broken Plate (this is a Scooby Doo crossover; yes, you heard that right.)

Social Media (Delirium delivers a preteen to Dream to raise; it's his counterpart, the personification of the collective consciousness. This was supposed to be pure crack idk why people like it?)

Well... Why Not? (400 words of Hob and Crowley egging each other on to ever greater heights of recklessness.)

Heavenly Hijinks (Hob, Dream and Calliope are stuck in the elevator to Heaven, a Good Omens crossover.)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! Because I don't get very many and I love them! Thank you to everyone who comments and gives kudos, it means so much! I write for myself, but it helps a lot to know I'm not shouting into the void.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I write sweetness and fluff -- there may be a little bit of angst in the beginning or middle, but certainly not in the end. Maybe you'd like the one that ends in consensual punishment (bdsm fade to black)? The Dragon's Tongue

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

May I bring to your attention The Dragon Rider? All my endings are happy, but this one makes me particularly happy because Dragon!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No. I don't really write anything controversial I think? And I'm not well known. And Sandman fans are kind.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I have attempted but I end up fading to black mostly. My smuttiest ones... Fucking Helm Fucking (Hob and Dream discuss "protection"), The Dragon's Tongue (bdsm scene fade to black), Naga No-Go ("awkward sexual situations" tag), and that one chapter of A World where children won't cry (a Hob and Dream scene in a Spy x Family crossover).

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Apparently I love crossovers! Space Buns is the first one in my Sandman x Spy x Family crossover series. Five Guesses Why Hob is Immortal and One Broken Plate is the first of my Scooby Doo crossovers. Well... why not? is the most Good Omens of my Good Omens crossovers.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I know of!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Two of my fics came from a tumblr post discussion/based off someone's tags with permission -- Ring Bear with @witheringfears and Well... why not? with Avelera. Several of them are based on other people's art -- King of Night, Space Buns, Butterflies, Halloween, Well... why not? Comic/show character switch, Karaoke, and June 7th, 2389. A couple I commissioned art for: Sometimes when you fall, you fly and Fireflies and a Missing Person! Dinner and a Play I wrote so @carnelianmeluha could cook to it, including several of her requested favourite food items! I've also done art for other people's fics a few times!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

I'm not sure I can answer all time, but I love Gaulcienne (Gault x Lucienne from The Sandman) a lot!

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I want to write a Sandman x InCryptids (Seanan McGuire) crossover, but I'm not sure it will happen. Just in the mulling ideas stage still.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I enjoy writing dialogue. Sometimes I do a good job making people laugh, or finding just the right words, or characterizing a blorbo just right.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I can't seem to get the smut to carry on (yet?) and I don't write much description. I'm not sure if I just don't like it, or if I don't do it because I can't/am bad at it? Anyway, I'm not going to worry about it, it will come eventually perhaps.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Go for it! Making it clear from context or including a translation is considerate, but really. Doesn't hurt us English speakers to realize there are other languages in the world.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

The Sandman: Pottery (a post-Wake Destruction and Dreamling fic)

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I love all my children! How can I choose? No really. A Quiet Love with Wings is my Gaulcienne series, and I really love it. It gets less attention than the other fics, I think because people sort for Dreamling. Give it some love for me?

#tag game #the sandman #spy x family #gaulcienne #tryana find it back

[juuls]

Juulna’s 2021 Multi-Fandom Fanfiction Rec List - Part One

(Yes, I realize this is a year late, but this year's been a bit nuts. I still hope you enjoy these fics anyway!)

Based only on what I’ve read with my own eyes this year!

Follow me on my journey into what, at times, was…

…actually rather calming! Perhaps you can find some comfort and entertainment, fluff and angst and romance and friendship, smut and a distinct lack of it, space adventures and fantasy and modern adventures, serial killers and good guys, redemption and reconciliation and learning to become someone completely different — there is so much here I read that stuck with me over the past year, and the 2021 Fanfic Reading Challenge ( @fanfic-reading-challenge ) allowed me a new way to keep track of all of my favourites. So props to that event! Definitely participating again (considering I run the event, yeah, that's probably a given lol, but full disclosure).

Without further ado, here were my 2021 fic favourites!

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six

Fandom: Marvel (Comics & MCU)

Stony:

Blood Makes Noise by @cluegrrl

The Enchantress had the perfect plan to trap Thor, but a misfire puts Steve and Tony both in the hotseat. Reacting to each other in increasingly strange, but intimate ways, they struggle to make sense of things as the spell draws them closer and the changes become unignorable.

By Guidance of the Stars by GuardianMira

Steve is a space outlaw and Tony is a blue-skinned alien prince who stows away on his ship. According to Steve’s Mark, they’re soulmates. Too bad Steve doesn’t know Tony’s full name and Tony doesn’t know soulmates are a thing for humans. Maybe they’ll work it out once people stop shooting at them.

For You, Sir, Always (The Fairy Godfather Remix) by @veldeia

Unable to find a replacement for the toxic palladium core of his arc reactor, Sir has gone into cryostasis to wait for a day when science has advanced enough to provide a solution. While he is indisposed, it is my all-important task to decide when that time has arrived, and to select the person who shall bring him back to life.

Mercy in You by @sineala

When Tony comes back from a very bad D/s date, in pain and abandoned by his dom, Steve offers to help Tony out and give him all the aftercare he so desperately needs.

Chasing A Ghost (Sound of Footsteps Remix) by @captainneverever

Tony finds traces of his possible soulmate in archival records.

If You Want to Live (The Historical Present Remix) by @sineala

The Civil War is over. The SHRA is gone. Steve has been brought back to life. He's settling into his new duties as America's top cop. His longtime friendship with Carol Danvers -- Avenger, former director of SHIELD, and former leader of the pro-Registration forces -- is now a tenuous one. But something is very wrong in the world. This isn't how it was supposed to be. Someone is missing.

Tony Stark was killed at the age of seventeen, and it's up to Steve to travel into the past to save a man he doesn't remember from a man he knows all too well: a mysterious assassin from another time and place, a man with a metal arm. And the truth is more complicated than anyone could ever have guessed.

And Their Hearts Are Guarded By Dragons by @imaginaryelle

After an ambush by an unknown dragon and rider pair, T’ny searches for his dragon partner, Ferroth. In a desperate flight to prove Ferroth still lives he finds S’teve and Libereth adrift and injured from a battle he can hardly imagine existing: dragons fighting dragons. Together, S’teve and T’ny navigate tangles of time travel, villainy that challenges their most dearly-held truths, and the budding of new love.

A getting-together Marvel 616/Dragonriders of Pern AU (no prior Pern knowledge necessary).

Even the Light is an Illusion by @mizzy2k

Death threats are an unfortunate side-effect of being Tony Stark, so he's learned to ignore them. The problem is, when someone really wants you dead, hiding your head in the sand just kinda exposes your ass.

But it's not just Tony's behind on the line. Whoever wants him dead wants him to suffer first, and they're willing to do anything to make that happen. Tony knows there's only one way out. To save Steve, the Avengers, and the general public, Tony has to die. Of course, death isn't always the end, and Tony does what any other self-disrespecting scientist would do: he finds a way to fake his death and avenge his own murder.

The trouble is, terrible decisions usually have a terrible price, and this one is no different. Tony has a chance to save the day, but the cost may be more than Tony was ever expecting to pay…

World Acclimation by Del_Rion

When an unexplained phenomenon washes over the entire planet, the Avengers are left to struggle along with the rest of the population. Chains of command, relationships and friendships alike are put to the test as new biological imperatives take hold, and only one thing is certain: the world will never be the same.

Everybody's got a hungry heart. by Perlmutt

Tony Stark has never experienced a true heat due to the suppressants he's taking on a daily basis. Society accepts him as a beta, together with his friends and teammates and the alpha he's secretly in love with.

But some things are just too big to be kept hidden forever.

An unfortunate turn of events forces Tony to reveal his biggest secret to the world...

nothing left but scars by @tsuki-chibi

Steve wakes up to the fact that no one ever compliments or even says thank you to Tony, and that he has fallen into the same trap of painting Tony with a specific paintbrush.

This is how he showers a very confused Tony with praise to make up for it.

Rockabye by @bladeofthenebula27

Cute alphas didn’t appear out of nowhere to help ruined omegas. That was a widely accepted fact.

Tony Stark had always known his life wouldn’t be easy as a genius omega in an alpha’s world. But not even he predicted getting knocked up and forced to move to a small town in the middle of nowhere.

Drawn to You by @jellybeanforest-a-go-go

In a world where what one writes on one’s own skin appears on their soulmate’s body in exactly the same place until it’s washed off or fades, no one has ever responded to Steve’s questions written in pen.

Who are you?

Where are you?

And once, out of sheer desperation: Wer bist du?

He has tried writing up and down both arms then across his stomach in pictograms when he reckons that perhaps his soulmate is a double amputee and illiterate, but nothing. No response. He is uncertain why he is so surprised. Everything else about Steve is broken, so why not his soul?

But when he points the Valkyrie downwards to crash into the deep, knowing he is about to die, he spares a few precious seconds to scribble one last message to his possibly-nonexistent, potentially-blind soulmate.

Twenty-five years later, Tony Stark is born with a single phrase on his left forearm written in messy old-fashioned script. And as he grows up, the words never change:

“I love you”

It is both a blessing and a curse.

Remix of “the words written on our skin” by Cathalinaheart. For the 2020 Cap-IronMan Remix Madness.

The Ghosts of War by @scifigrl47

Steven Rogers never wanted to be king, but he knows his duty, and he does it well. Lord Tony Stark, the king's appointed consort, does his duty as well, even though he'd enjoy his duty more if it actually involved sleeping with the king. As it doesn't, he's just resigned. The war that made Steve king and cost him nearly everything may be over, but a meeting of old enemies might stir up some ghosts none of them are prepared for.

Tony Stark Falls In Love With A Cat by shellhead

When Steve goes missing, Tony ends up finding him at an animal shelter. Volunteering.

Private Bookmark? by storiesfortravellers

The Avengers discover that there are fans who write explicit RPF fic about them.

Some of them are very confused. Some are proud. Some don't understand why everyone writes the pairings who aren't together but hardly anyone writes the couple who actually is together.

Much silliness ensues.

grey and other colours by Anonymous

Distantly, Tony hears Clint say something like, “No, I definitely heard he was an equal opportunist. Like, equal-equal, no preference. Hey Tones, who are you attracted to more, dudes or chicks?”

He calls the last part out to Tony, who runs the words over in his mind and unthinkingly says, “I’ve actually never been attracted to anyone, it’s really worrying.”

(Or, Demisexual and Demiromantic Tony Stark.)

Five Seconds by @elcorhamletlive

From the moment Steve suits up, he knows what he’ll do.

The King and the Dragon by @memorydragon

After a big fight with Tony, Steve has gone missing. The last thing Tony needs when he should be looking for the leader of the Avengers is to be transported into a dark fairy tale to fight a dragon with a kingly version of Steve. But there are things that the King isn't telling him, and the dragon's eye is a familiar shade of blue...

5 Times Bucky Thought Tony Was Good For Steve +1 Time He Told Him by Anonymous

To say Bucky is unimpressed by Stark would be an understatement.

It isn’t that he dislikes him. It’s more that he’s a brand of indifferent that curdles with disdain on the rare occasion that Bucky catches him on the TV: Stark is glib and crass in a way his father never was, and he wears suits like he’d slipped out of the womb clad in Armani.

So it’s a surprise when Bucky moves into the Tower and finds that Steve actually gets along with the guy.

Stark's Moving Castle by @lomku

Steve has the great misfortune of being the eldest son of the family, destined to fail miserably should he ever leave home to seek his fate. But when he unwittingly attracts the ire of the Witch of the Waste, Steve finds himself under a horrid spell that transforms him into a small and fragile man. His only chance at breaking the curse lies in the ever-moving castle in the hills: the Wizard Stark's castle. To untangle the enchantment, Steve must handle the heartless Stark, strike a bargain with a fire demon, and meet the Witch of the Waste head-on. Along the way, he discovers that there's far more to Stark--and himself--than first meets the eye.

Set On Fire by @allthemarvelousrage

She's not sure if she forgot to take her suppressants, or if something Wanda did screwed with her meds, but her world is on fire for the first time in years, and there's no one to help her through it... until there is.

IronMarvel:

Keep Me in Your Orbit by @moonlitmidnight-1

A post Civil War AU in which Toni knew Carol during the events of Captain Marvel, and was the person she gave the pager to.

IronStrange:

ARC I: An Infinity In The Wings by @bad-days-and-beautiful-nights

Stephen and Toni met just before she's kidnapped. They spent the night together and when she returns, they strike up an easy friendship. Soon enough, Stephen falls in love with her, but by the time he realizes, it's too late. Hoping she never finds out, he gracefully steps back, trusting Captain America to be the right man for his best friend. But when Steve surprises everyone and Toni ends up at death's door for the fourth time, Stephen has to re-evaluate his life's choices.

IronTaser:

Disinformed by Del_Rion

It’s time to come clean about Phil Coulson’s death. Out of all the Avengers, Tony’s reaction is the most surprising, and Phil must investigate it further.

Maria Hill/Sif:

Diplomatic Relations and Intelligence Failures by @scifigrl47

Maria Hill would like a night off, and maybe a date. She's not likely to get either one of them, so she's pretty resigned to long nights of protecting the world from behind the scenes. It's very satisfying, but not quite in the way she's hoping for.

Most people who know Maria are far too intimidated to make a pass. Luckily, the Lady Sif doesn't have that problem.

Phlint:

SHIELD Has Paperwork for Everything by @scifigrl47

Clint Barton knows where his loyalties lie, and they have more to do with his handler than his employer. Phil Coulson takes his responsibilities seriously, and a big part of his job is protecting the agent in his care from any threat to his well-being.

Stuckony:

i am the heart of a murdered woman by @deathsweetqueen

After the regrettable death of her husband, Antonia Stark's life revolves around one thing and one thing alone: her four-year-old son, Peter.

And then, a vengeful ex-employee attempts to blow her up, and before she even knows what's happening, she and Peter are staying with New York's resident mobsters, Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, who promise to protect her and her son from a looming threat.

The problem is that Toni knows these two men, knows them entirely too well.

When she was seventeen, they broke her heart.

Beyond That The Horizon by @kandisheek

When Tony's spaceship malfunctions and leaves him stranded on an uncharted snow planet he doesn't expect it to be inhabited at all. So when a wolf-like creature shows up and attacks him out of the blue he's sure it will be the last thing he sees. Instead it drags him to its wounded furry friend.

A Thing of Straw @kandisheek

King Rogers and prince Tony are arranged to be married. On their wedding night the King takes Tony to his room and while Tony isn't exactly eager to lose his virginity he's a little disappointed when the alpha doesn't do anything.

He never would have guessed that the King was already bonded to someone else. Let alone another alpha. Luckily Tony is nothing if not adaptable.

Truth or Dare by @las-lus

Tony suggests a game of truth or dare to Steve and Bucky. Maybe it was his best idea, maybe he will die of sexual frustration. Either way he is sure to enjoy the show.

Star Cake by @sparkly-angell

There was a tapping noise coming from their right and both looked back up to the barista. Bucky’s smile faltered. The man was shorter than him, although not as short as Steve. He had the sweetest of smiles on his perfect lips and happy wrinkles in the corners of his perfect hazelnut eyes. His hair, which looked perfect to comb with his fingers was a dark brown, almost black, depending on the lightning. Bucky gulped dryly.

He was wearing an orange polo shirt, which was probably the store’s uniform, underneath a black apron. The color worked wonders with his brown-ish skin. He held up a notepad to their faces.

‘Welcome to Star Cakes. My name is Tony, I’m mute. I’ll be communicating with you through the notepad. How may I help you?’ was written down, in an exemplary cursive.

——— Or where a cute little bartender named Tony meets a hot and very flirty couple. Some angst entailed, but lots of love too.

In the Roses by @sapphic-futurist

Tony was curled up underneath one of the old oak trees, enjoying the cooling evening breeze on his fur when everything changed. A flesh hand clamped down over the back of his neck and a metal one wrapped around his midsection, immobilizing him with a screech of alarm. In a tornado of claws and teeth, Tony was lifted off the ground and he twisted against Bucky’s hold.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

The One Where Tony Is The Meat In A Supersoldier Sandwich by @amaluelmwood

Alternatively titled: 'What Crawled Up Tony's Ass?'

Tony spends three hours with a plug up his ass battling knock-off Chitauri robots in Central Park, then Steve and Bucky find out and, well, things go from there really.

The Alleyway Dame by ThatDamnKennedyKid

Never in the entirety of his sickly, bedridden little life has he ever met a dame who looked twice at him. Not only had she helped him, she was standing there still, smiling at him like he was beautiful.

"So, I'll be by your place at seven tonight. Barring any attacks of illness, of course. If that happens, we can just stay in."

Bloody hell, he was the luckiest son of a bitch in all of Brooklyn.

Until We Find Our Place by howtohold

Lord Stane, Tony's godfather and an extremely influential member of the Council, expressed concern over his godson turning into an oldmaid. It would undoubtedly bring massive shame into the royal family, he declared.

Lord Ross, another influential member of the Council, had jokingly remarked that maybe no single alpha can satisfy the prince. The implication was obvious: Tony might do better if he had two alphas. It was a jest, he said after.

King Howard, however, took Lord Ross seriously.

Tony's own father--the fucking King himself decided to marry his own son to two alphas: Lord Rogers and Lord Barnes.

Just For Us by okaybi

Steve, Bucky, and Tony meet on Tumblr and get to know each other.

Poisonous Presumption by @shi-toyu

This was the worst assignment Davies has ever been given.

Sure, it sounded easy upfront – infiltrate the Avengers medical staff and use his access to find weaknesses and sabotage medical treatments – however, it was proving to be anything but. Davies did have medical training and experience, which was part of why Hydra had picked him for this assignment, but the task itself was… complicated.

When Tony Stark winds up in Avengers medical, an undercover Hydra agent sees the opportunity of a lifetime. It should be easy to tip the balance and send Iron Man into the waiting jaws of death... so why won't he die?

Second Chance (at happiness) @tsuki-chibi

Tony knew better than to play with alien toys. He really did. But there was just something so tempting about other-worldly objects. It turned out that he wasn't the only Tony Stark that felt that way. One explosion later, there's a brand new Tony in town. But there's something not quite right about this Tony and how he reacts to the team, the way he flinches away from Bucky or shakes when Steve picks up the shield or won't turn his back to Clint and Natasha.

It turns out that not every Tony Stark is as lucky as Tony, but damned if Tony, Steve and Bucky aren't going to fix that.

(or, the one where canon MCU Tony gets thrown into a fanon world and gets ALL THE LOVE from the fanon version of the team)

Husband Material by @newtypeshadow

All Tony wanted at this party on Xandar was to troll people who didn't recognize him, and fluster Steve in front of the Nova Corps by wearing a t-shirt with his shield on it.

Unfortunately, Tony gets more than he bargained for when his merch shirt for Avengers power couple Captain America and the Winter Soldier gives people the wrong idea about their relationship.

#fic recs #juulna recs #fanfiction #marvel #mcu #marvel 616 #marvel 3492 #female tony stark #stucky #stuckony #stony #2021 #2021frc #2021 fanfic reading challenge

[effervescentdragon]

Let's go with F1 x GoT who's the heir to the iron throne

oh god Gin why do you do this to me my mind is REELING at the moment okay you're getting my unfiltered thoughts it's been so long since ive read asoiaf my god so this is gonna be a mishmash of that and this vague fantasy dragon au ive had in the back of my mind for some time!

charles. fuck it all, charles is the heir to the iron throne, and im not gonna connect it to the asoiaf worldbuilding properly bcs i am a targaryen trash forever and ever idegaf, but like, he's the heir to the iron throne. im sorry he has the most mythological vibes ive ever seen a person have in my LIFE. throw in ferrari (i did a fic on ferrari antrophomorphised as old gods in relation to seb mainly, also kimi and charles and ngl that has been influencing me ever since bcs i have feelings abt ferrari), throw that in as the force behind it all.

throw in mercedes as sorta like the north and the starks (because i love the starks i love them) but with the baratheon role, except i dont like baratheons, so a mishmash of it all kinda, them being on the throne for so long after emerging victorious in the battles from mostly within (brocedes brainrot), sir lewis hamilton, the greatest knight of the realm after ferrari's michael schumacher, blessed by the politheistic gods (mixing of the teams) and blessed in general, whose achievements cannot be rivaled in this life or the next, a myth like man with eyes alternating kindness and coldness thrust upon him.

throw in rbr as a mishmash of the north and the lannisters in the other direction, a once promised, prodigy having dynasty that tries and tries to replicate and take what was once promised to them but failing (because there can only be one sebastian vettel, all the others after him pale in comparison, all the others will never carry the sunshine in their smiles or their hair or their eyes, sunshine that warms and makes you smile, but sunshine that burns you when you come too close), clinging to their laurels and trying to get the throne by any means, and failing failing failing.

there's pierre there, acolyte of rb, maybe a snow or a stone or a storm, but he is childhood friends with this one boy that has gold and destiny in his eyes, that everyone knows about and that is taken up in the fight of the old gods, a dragon rider whose shoulders are heavy with burden and responsibility thrust upon him, by the destinies of other men who were supposed to be where he is now (i have thoughts about jules and rheagar oh my god oh my god i cant) and they were childhood friends, and they loved each other in a way thats unnaceptable to those around him, and they get separated and then life happened but they never really completely forgot about one another, and idk what happens but like imagine them as dany and jon without the stupidity that happened after, and imagine pierre in the night watch, sent away by rbr like jon was sent away, and imagine them reconnecting. imagine charles searching for him when he realised his life wasnt his own and he was just being manipulated, imagine him coming down on a red dragon (like wine like blood like the red of ferrari still) in the middle of the battle with the white walkers for some reason that can make narrative sense somehow, and burning them all, and giving pierre a dragon egg of clearest blue, almost white, and a dragon emerging from within for his rightful rider (im mixing in eragon lore just because i can apparently) and just looking eachother in the eyes with i have searched for you for my whole life without knowing it was you and i know your eyes from my dreams i know them and i know you and just-

oh god fuck. i have more thoughts but like. this is a start, isn't it?

#fantasy dragon au ref #gin <3 #akira answers asks #vaguely asoiaf x f1 #fuck me i guess #effervescentdragonwrites #akiras headcanons #f1 rpf #i guess #piarles #just in case

[spotsandsocks]

Fuck it Friday

Thanks for tags @imsupposedtobewritting and @dickley-buddie your both very lovely.

Because it FIT I shall attempt to lure a few more readers to my most beloved dragon rider fic with a snippet of Eddie’s breakdown. Eddie’s lost his dragon the worst thing that can happen to a dragonrider and he’s just had a shock that brings his walls crashing down. To Fly the Skies Read on AO3

Eddie feels like he's drowning. He's spent so long feeling nothing that the sudden wash of emotions is making him dizzy. It scares him, if the walls he's built around his emotions break he'll feel everything he's been pushing away. There's too many years of suppressed pain and anxiety starting to leak through. His fears about his failures as a father, as a dragonrider, how he couldn't keep him safe, how he's hurt Christopher with his distance and his pain and at the centre of it all the dark space where he used to be.

He’s trembling so badly he can hardly stand and then he can’t even do that. His knees give way, a small part of him understands that he’s in the main cavern that anyone could see this, his mind cringes away at the thought.

He feels so cold. He’s cold and alone. All alone in the dark. It pulls so strongly at him, more than it has in years. It was like this at the start, before he pulled himself back because his son was crying.

He hates it, that grasping darkness that’s been there since he lost him.  Since the warmth and light went away. Usually he can fight it back but not now, not today.

He needs help. He wants help. 

Won't someone please help him. 

Then there is someone, a voice, a warm touch on his arm. His name from a voice he knows and finds comfort in. It’s a voice that makes him smile on the inside even if he can’t always show it with his face yet.

He reaches towards that speck of light and warmth. There’s a question asked and he nods, or he thinks he does, he wants to but he’s not sure if desire and action have connected the dots.

Regardless, arms wrap around him, holding him tight. Holding him together. He knows who it is whose holding him, there’s no one else it could be.

There’s so many feelings, he can’t stop them. He’s kept them down all this time, fought so hard and made sure he feels almost nothing in case he feels too much. He has to make sure he doesn’t remember how it felt when he lost the light.

He’s fighting to keep himself together and for the first time he has help. He’s so grateful to the man holding him. He’s terrified about what his son wants from life, confused because he doesn’t know if he’s more scared Chris will achieve his ambition or that he won’t. He sick at thought of dragons and falling backwards into the void that always threatens to swallow him. The empty hole that was made when he was left behind.

He can hear his name though been whispered softly and feel the arms around him. It grounds him just enough. He doesn’t know what to do, but maybe maybe this time someone else does and maybe he can let them help.

He manages to croak out two words.

“Help me.”

So Buck does.

Tags for the lovely @loveyourownsmiilee @blaidddrwg1982 @sibylsleaves @hetrez @sibylsleaves @elvensorceress @the-likesofus @shortsighted-owl @ajunerose @lilbuddie @fleurdebeton @jacksadventuresinwriting @rogerzsteven @fiona-fififi @bekkachaos and anyone else with fics or anything to share. Bring them to me please I love to read it all

#911 fox #buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #911fic #fuck it friday

[measlyfurball13]

Yoinking an open tag from @bloodgulchblog!

I've never met a tag game that's specifically about fandom, I just had to fill it out.

Tagging @totally-not-an-awkward-okapi and @nitr09-productions and @south-sea and @ow-old-men, along with anyone else who manages to see this between all of the Sonic reblog spam.

Your name: Call me Measly!

Your current fandom(s): Anybody checking my reblog spam knows that I am neck fucking deep in the Sonic fandom right now. Which I must say, is not the lowest I've ever been- one of my prior fandoms was League of Legends, somehow.

How did you first get into fandom?: Deviantart.com baby!! A really pretty girl in 6th grade introduced me to the website, and one day I finally worked up the courage to enter my favorite show at the time (Transformers Prime) into the search bar. I discovered that I was not the only girl in the world who experience the Blorbo Emotions and that blew my mind.

How long have you been engaging in fandom spaces?: Since 6th grade, as mentioned before. However, honorary mention- my mom is actually a part of the fandom old guard. She's been reading fanfic since before I was born. Strange thought, isn't it?

How often do you read fanfics?: About every week, I say. I usually find new stuff here on tumblr, and I troll the depths of AO3 every week and a half or so. (I usually just tend to tear through every fic that's been tagged with my favorite niche character and then get sad about it.)

Top three characters from your current fandom(s):

Anybody who's even glanced at my reblog spam knows that it's all going to be Sonic characters. More specifically, my beloved Metal Sonic, is #1. Obsessed with this funky identity crisis dude. He's the one I'm writing a literal novel for right now, because you can fit so much goddamn angst, mental illness, and daddy issues into this one robot it's not even remotely funny.

In close second is Omega. This is another robot built by the same guy in universe as Metal, by the way, so he's got a similar yet different flavor of angst going on. Omega was hit with the typical "you are what you choose to be" arc that most fictional robots undergo, except his choice was "I WANT TO COMMIT MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF VIOLENCE. AND ALSO MAYBE MAKE FRIENDS BUT DON'T TELL ANYBODY THAT" and that fascinates me deeply.

Number 3 is, uh, idk? Kind of a toss-up. Probably a tie between Shadow (who's the traditional pick for a hurt/comfort character in this fandom) or Silver (optimistic time traveler dude who is just. so tragic sometimes.)

Have you ever written fic for a fandom?:

BOY HAVE I EVER-

The longest fanwork I've written so far is sitting pretty at around 44,000 words (it's an incredibly niche crossover between Babylon 5 and Knight Rider). My current WIP (the aforementioned one starring Metal Sonic), however, just broke 50k yesterday and I'm not even remotely close to finishing.

But yeah- I've been writing since 6th grade. Here's my very first ever fanfiction by the way, if you want an idea of how far I've come (or a good laugh.)

Have you ever drawn fanart for a fandom?:

I can count on one hand how many times I've tried. I can count on zero hands how many times I've succeeded.

Share a personal headcanon that you feel very strongly about:

If you follow my Sonic sideblog, you'll see all of my headcanons projectile-blasted at you daily.

Additionally, most of my headcanons are pretty fluid. I LOVE enjoying multiple interpretations of the same character, even and especially if they're contradictory. There's only been, like, two that I've ever been super crazy about.

The one that I'm weirdest about right now is Metal Sonic being some flavor of trans. This is the character that, upon gaining the ability to redesign their body however they wanted in canon, gave themselves long hair, a skirt, and a big dragon alternate mode. If that doesn't scream "transgender" for you, I don't know what will.

And finally, what does fandom mean to you?:

Fandom is a place where I get to share the joy of creation with other people! My favorite thing in the universe to do is "yes, and" people and develop ideas together. My second favorite thing in the universe to do is to encourage creators to tell me more about their fuckin' awesome ideas. My third favorite thing in the universe is seeing people react to my own work. I'm just writing the stories that make me happy, man, so to see people enjoying it brings me so much joy.

[fkevin073]

damn idk what everyone in the comments on ao3 is on, BECAUSE OMGGG JACE IS NOW MY FAVORITE CHARACTER IN IKYLAO! pardon the pun, but what a prince of a guy! sensible, compassionate, and honorable (i hope there isn’t a surprised twist that will make me eat my words and look like a clown lol)

like he is seriously the only one using braincells, and duh he wants aemond to kill daemon for him, for one vermax is a baby compared to caraxes. him not wanting to fight daemon isn’t cowardly it’s just sensible! what is he supposed to do? go on a suicide mission to kill daemon, and leave his siblings in daemon or the green’s mercy????

even aemond who is supposed to hate him, admires him and sees his point. they’re in a war the micro issues of relationships, endgames is naturally gonna be secondary to the greater issues at hand. my favorite thing about this fic is the nuance of the character dynamics, cause most often in fics it’s like romantic love trumps all despite everything. but here romantic love exists, but so does familial love, and the duties you and loves have to the realm and others. and it’s clear that even if aemond and alysanne love each other, they can’t just forsake everything because of that.

i know it’s not in line with escapist angle of fanfic, but it makes your characters more realistic because they behave like actual human beings. most people are multifaceted and they understand that love doesn’t exist in a vacuum, and that romantic love and platonic aren’t mutually exclusive.

and people calling alysanne selfish, like huh???? she is literally trying to be everything for everyone??? is she were selfish she would’ve parked herself right on aemond’s dick steered him and vhagar to essos and never looked back! and i think they’re forgetting that aemond’s family killed her mother! and she saw her die in the most excruciating way possible, and that she died indirectly because of her. obviously she is going to feel tremendous guilt over that and that she will in her grief try to make up for what her siblings lost. because in her mind she caused that loss.

i’m so sorry that you’re receiving so many criticisms and negative comments on the direction of the story. i just want you to know that i understand your vision and i appreciate you so much.

i hope you’ll follow your own vision for the story and don’t let others influence it. but most of all i hope writing IKYLAO gives you happiness and fulfillment. thank always for sharing! (SORRY FOR THE LONG AF MESSAGE)

((actually most most of all, i hope for a happy ending for jace. idc what happens to anyone, i just want jace to be happy, healthy and flourishing at the end. between this and your jacegon fic i am now 100% a jace stan. pls don’t hurt my bby:())

AHH omg this is so amazing of you to take the time to write this comment! it really means the world. but yeah, Jace's decision to ask Aemond to kill Daemon is definitely controversial, and with reason! I mean it's that balance between being brave and cowardly. Jace isn't an idiot - he knows his family needs him, and he's been tasked with the Song of Ice and Fire. He's trying to keep the realm together as much as possible.

Jace is kind of Robb when he refused to fight Jaime following Whispering Wood - he's smart enough to know when he'd lose a battle, and he knows he'd lose against Daemon. Aemond is the only dragon rider with a CHANCE. and he gives Aemond a pretty fair deal, from my point of view. Besides it'll benefit the Greens greatly if Daemon dies, namely because then there'll be no one to kill them even after Jace takes the capital.

and yeah, I get that this fanfic is perhaps a bit heavier than some of the other aemond x oc ones. maybe that's not fair to say, idk. I think I've made Aemond and Alysanne very attached to their family and their ability to be protectors, so it might make things murkier? idk.

I'm going to be honest, people calling Alysanne selfish for wanting to be with her family after what Otto did is something I'm not going to understand. I respect different interpretations, even tho I don't agree with it. she's certainly flawed - impulsive, naive, righteous, and occasionally ignorant. but yeah, she's trying her best lmao.

I wish people were a bit uh, kinder in their criticism. idk if it's me being sensitive, but there are definitely a few takes I've seen that makes me doubt whether I've conveyed anything properly in this story. I digress!! Jace is a fave of mine always, so writing for him has been sm fun!

thanks sm for the ask!!

#i kept you like an oath

[wyverian-lady525]

Hi! I think a long ago I requested a little fic with Kyle and a Lunastra, so, naybe can we get a what happened after? The Lunastra finally being rideable and how probably Kyle's family will react at him like, maybe all his brothers being surprised but his father kind of expecting it because of how much time Kyle and rider have together exploring and more.

Yeah, kind of confusing but thank you!

Got it!💖I think I got the right story to look back on XD

Empress of Flame

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Empress of Flame (Part 2)

The lunastra that bonded with Kyle is all grown-up now. Let’s see how he handles thing.

He wasn’t even a rider.

Throughout the time that this lunastra grew, that was the only thought that kept going through Kyle’s head. You, along with your teostra, found this whole scene rather amusing. 

Especially after the lunastra became rideable.

“Y/N! Are you sure I need this kinship stone?” Kyle’s voice rose over the wind as you took him out on another flight. You had given the hunter a kinship stone to help control his kinship with the elder dragon.

“Yes! Your lunastra will listen to you better!” You shouted back as you tried to stay close to him. However, the blue elder dragon took this time to speed up, zooming past you on your monstie.

“I didn’t ask for this!” Kyle called back, his voice getting smaller the farther he got from you.

“Let’s go, M/N!” You urged your teostra, who took off after his partner at blistering speeds.

This has happened a lot during your training with Kyle to better his bond with this elder dragon. Him and his lunastra met under such strange circumstances, but you were thrilled when he decided to keep her. After all, she didn’t seem to be interested in you.

However, you never realized how difficult it was to teach a hunter to become a rider, especially when it comes to telling his family.

“What. The. Hell?!” This was the first thing Levi said when he noticed his younger brother on the back of the lunastra.

“It’s Y/N’S, right? Please tell me it’s Y/N’s!” Robin practically begged his brother, but Kyle just held up the kinship stone.

“Nope.” He deadpanned, and all his brothers gasped. They were surprised to see Kyle bond with an elder dragon, especially one that had such pride and temper. Guess it matched his own.

“And you’re actually keeping it?” Aeon asked him, wondering what people will say of their family. After all, Kyle came from a long line of hunters. Many people might not like him taking in a monster.

“She bonded with me, Aeon. She’s mine.” Kyle didn’t realize he sounded so defensive, and the lunastra nuzzled him at the words. As Isaac scoffed, she turned to snarl at him before blasting the boys away with spark of blue fire.

“I could get used to this.” Kyle said with a smirk as his brothers, now nicely toasted, got up and scampered away as his lunastra snorted.

“Well, I’m not surprised one bit.” The voice of the man Kyle was most worried about reached his ears. He turned to see his father smiling at him.

“You’re...not?” Kyle asked in confusion as his father laughed, moving to place a hand on his shoulder.

“With all the time you spend with Y/N, I’m surprised you don’t have more monsters following you around.” He said with a chuckle, causing Kyle to smile as well.

“Yeah...she did kind of pick me over Y/N.” Kyle said with a laugh, stroking the lunastra.

“She? Did you not give her a name yet?” His father asked in disbelief, causing Kyle to wince slowly. He hasn’t given the elder dragon a name yet, even after all this time.

“No. I haven’t yet.” Kyle said sheepishly, causing his monstie to nudge him in slight annoyance.

“Well, you better get on that. I’m guessing monsties are like children...they need a name to feel like they belong.” His dad said while patting him on the head as he walked by, bidding him a good luck and farewell. He was probably going to check on his other sons.

With that in mind, Kyle turned to face the blue elder dragon, who was looking at him expectantly. Grinning, he placed a hand on her snout, causing her to purr.

And he finally gave her a name.

#monster hunter stories 2 #monster hunter stories #mhst #mhst2 #kyle #kyle x reader #mhst2 kyle x reader #mhst2 kyle #monster hunter stories 2 kyle

[dianagj-art]

i love your fem! hiccup art!!! could you talk more about the betrothal au?? (specifically hiccup and asher)

THANK YOU!! And YES!! What haven't I got to say about these two idiots

Basically the two had have a crush on eachother since they were young teens, so like on the first httyd movie events. None said anything. Asher was the one who tried to mave a move later on (aka. The kiss at the end of the movie, the kiss on Snoggletog, and the kiss on one of the riders of Berk/defenders of Berk episode, I don't remember whitch one) but Hiccup never did anything else but blush bc basically she just thought Asher was being cocky. He was not.

As time passed and they grew to be friends, their crushes got kinda forgoten until rtte events. Asher is the first one to relize his feelings, Hiccup is too oblivious to notice her own feelings. And Asher is now trapped in your typical "I don't want to say anything bc it would ruin our friendship" situation, except he does tries a few times pre-events of the fanfic. But Hiccup either gets distracted by a dragon or just Asher's words goes over her head and doesn't get is an actual confession.

For the games, Berkians are going to introduce Dragon Racing to the other tribes atending, and to a new-ish way to play it, where instead of 5 dragons it's 5 teams playing, so it's more riders on the sky, more dangerous, and also more fun. The gang were going to compete, and Asher had already made up his mind to tell Hiccup how he feels and ask her out after they win.

But this never happens, bc since her hand is being "offered" on the games, she is not allowed to play. And she tells her friends she is not going to participate in any game and gives no other explanation. Its not until Stoick anounces that her hand is being played for that they know why she had been acting strange the last few days.

And Asher enters in a panic. A few of other Hooligans apoint themselves for her hand, (from a group that's a few years older than them), they had already been told that the other tribes are bringing their own suitors and my boy Asher raises up to win her hand too. (that's pretty much how the fic starts)

But Hiccup is too mad with the whole situation to notice "huh, maybe those things he had said where we are alone had a deeper meanng to it" or "wait, he likes me?" and instead just thinks that every single person that is going to play for her hand is just an oportunist who wants an status bust. After all, she is the next chief of Berk, and whoever maries her, will get that title too.

And some of them are doind it just for the status it'll give them, but some other are acutally people who like her. But we are not talking about them.

With Asher, things are a little more complicated, and her anger goes stronger. Because he is her friend and how dares him doing this??? To her!!! He knewher feelings to an agranged maridge like this!! All the gang did! And now he's doing one of the things she spites the most!!!

Anyways Hiccup is pissed, Asher thinks he fucked up and she'll be mad with him for life.

Things happen and Hiccup, the other heirs of the tribes, the gang and the rest of the suitors are strandled alone on a broken ship, without dragons, on the Ship Graveyard. All courtesy of Viggo.

As they try to get out of there and have their dragons back, Hiccup finally gets to actually spend time with the suitors and to know them. She realices she was wrong about some of them, and even when the time was short, she got to know A LOT about them.

Then the adults show up, and they gater to make a better plan to get the dragons. Hiccup and Stoick have a talk alone, Hiccup tells him some of the boys aren't actually so bad and spends some time just talking about them, some good things some bad things then…

Hiccup rants about how in the last day he keept her focused on what was important, and supported her on her desitions, but didn't shy away to argue. But when everyone started to see who was in charge (since the other heirs of the other tribes were also there) he stood at her side with no hessitation, even when she was the younger of the heirs and with less training.

And with that is when realization finaly hits her. "It has to be Asher" she tells Stoick and he tries to calm her, bc now she is ranting on how good Asher could be for the "spot" but also bc she starts to realice Asher probably had feelings for her since before. And she gets very insistent on why it has to be him

And the rest is a surprise for when i actually get to write the fic :3

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