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jackshiccup · 4 months
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for all of alvin and excellinor's evil wickedness, their dynamic as a mother and son villain duo is just so hilarious bc it's like disappointed mother trying her best to ensure son's success vs. irritated son who hates overbearing mother who meddles (see exhibit a)
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misterrttegrimborn · 10 months
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wickedcriminal · 2 years
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Each had the right to kill the other...
...and the witch could see in the dark.
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jedi-skyforce · 6 months
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Idk about anyone else but I think Excellinor the Witch from How To Train Your Dragon and the Shapeshifter from Gravity Falls would be really good friends if they ever met each other
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lilliths-httyd-blog · 2 years
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"why is that pig stealing a kids soul?" - my friend who didn't know there were HTTYD books until five minutes ago
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aghhh i’ve been thinking about the httyd books again and how Absolutely Insane they are…. i ADORE watching people react to them because there’s this one point in the series where everything just feels different. and they don’t give you time to process what on earth happened before launching you head first full speed into one of the best pieces of literature i think i’ve ever read
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"I love pulling out random shit from the HTTYD books to movie fans" PLEASE DO I AM BUT A HUMBLE MOVIE WATCHER
a witch tries to kill hiccup by scratching him with her poisoned iron nails but it doesn't work because he ate a potato six books ago.
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krattgirl124 · 1 year
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I’ve been rereading the httyd books for the first time since I was in 6th grade (I’m in college now) and that scene where Hiccup gets scratched by Excellinor and just walking it off despite her poisoned nails will always be badass, no matter what.
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httyd-book-quotes · 2 years
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Excellinor the Witch: You’re behaving immaturely.
Camicazi: I AM immature. I’m a kid. I’ve yet to mature.
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Look at this beautiful specimen she hasn't seen sun light in 20 years plus she knows how to make an enterence/exit wonderful, if only she wasn't evil she would be everything I strive to be I mean look at her
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Magnificent.
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savebatsfromscratch · 6 months
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No.14 Dragonbreath
Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50826493
Words: 1,059
Cws: Threat of drowning, frozen water, torture
Notes: The part before the “I’ll Never Give Up Fighting, You Witch,” scene, I guess, never leaves my head. This isn’t fully accurate to it, of course, I was just making stuff up on vague memories. I highly recommend the original book over this fic, this is just a pale imitation of an incredible series.
Prompt: No. 14: “Feed me poison, fill me ‘till I drown.” Flare | Water Inhalation | “Just hold on.”
Hiccup didn’t even try to wriggle in his bonds. He didn’t need to try to get out to know that he couldn’t, especially not with half his body too sore to move. And, as a cruel bonus, the only unchained people in the room were Alvin’s Men who would gladly kill him if he got a chance to escape. Based on the hatred glowing in their eyes, if the dragon rebellion was not about to come to a close, it could have been all they had been training to do these past months.
All he could do was hope that Plan B was going to work. This hope, however, was pretty weak given how little time had gone into planning this mission, let ALONE Plan B.
That, at least, was evident in the position he found himself in.
It was clear that he had not thought about what he was getting himself into for nearly long enough, let alone a way out if something like this happened. 
But he was here, and she was here, and none of the promised King's Lost Things were here, and Hiccup was wrapped like a little present in thick metal chains that he doubted even Alivn himself could have broken out of. 
Hiccup was totally trapped, and his only hope at escape lay in the messily put together Plan B. He couldn't talk his way out of this, Alvin was already trying to argue why they should kill him immediately. He couldn't fight his way out, even if he wasn't chained up, his fighting arm was limp as crushed Nanodragon at his side. ...and Hiccup wasn't very good at much else, was he.
“Alvin my dear,“ the witch's awful whisper barely held back excitement as she scuttled around the room, ”Aren't you excited to see him drown?“
”I am, mother,“ muttered Alvin, nervously fiddling with his sword attachment, ”I just think we should kill him now to get it over with, you know how he is...“
”Pish posh,“ the witch cackled, ”he's just a BOY, and a very young one at that...“ she made a face at Hiccup, “it shouldn't take very long to break him,”
She galloped towards Hiccup, and he had to try very hard not to squirm away from her metal fingernails, even though he knew he could not be poisoned by them. 
“We're going to dunk you in that cold water there,” the witch purred, gesturing to a trapdoor that opened into the frigid winter ocean, “and when we pull you out, you're going to tell us the location of your mother's base, right?”
Hiccup could already imagine the pain of the frozen ocean, having fallen in once as a young child, but he tried not to let his terror show on his face as he shook his head no.
The witch's expression soured, and she scuttled backwards back to Alvin. Clearly, she thought that Hiccup was going to break, and, to be completely honest, Hiccup wasn't so sure he could disagree with her.
The chain began to pull him towards the hatch, slowly and painfully as Hiccup tried to fight his rising panic. So long as Plan B was getting followed through on, this whole thing should be survivable. (But, as he had realized before, the likelihood of that happening was one to zero, even with the months that he had spent perfecting his team's communication and collaboration skills.)
He wanted nothing more than to dig his fingers into the wooden floor of the boat, but the chains kept his arms in place. 
He looked up at the rows and rows of Dragonmarkers in the cages, each holding a solemn dull to their eyes, as if they had all already decided that he would break. The witch was right after all, he was just a BOY, and a particularly young one at that, what could he possibly do against the freezing, Winterflesher filled, waters of the archipelago?
He wasn't really all that impressive to look at, after all.
Hiccup was only a couple of feet away from the edge now, but his mind stretched milliseconds into minutes as he tried to look brave. If Plan B didn't work...
He glanced back at the opening and watched as a Winterflesher leaped a few inches out of the water, its shining white teeth glowing like little daggers in its mouth. 
Hiccup swallowed and did his best to square his shoulders.
If Plan B didn't work, he was going to have more to worry about than drowning or freezing to death. He'd seen Winterfleshers tear apart a fully grown deer in seconds before, and, as far as anyone in that room could tell, Hiccup was more comparable to a baby deer than an adult. There was no way he could stand a chance against those things.
One more foot.
One more inch.
Just a little more...
Hiccup felt himself tipping over into the hatch, and he only just managed to swallow in a breath before he hit the water.
The shock of it took a beat to hit him, and for that brief moment, all he could process was the incredible darkness of the water that surrounded him. 
And then the cold hit.
It took all of the strength he had not to let out his meager supply of air right then. (And even with his efforts, he managed to inhale a little through his nose anyway.)
It hurt so bad.
The ocean was so cold it almost felt like swimming in a pool of molten lava, and trust him, he'd gotten pretty close to that experience a couple of times.
He squeezed his eyes shut as salt began to burn them. (Or maybe it was so he didn't see the Winterfleshers that were getting over their surprise that someone had been thrown into the middle of them.)
He braced for the feeling of their teeth on his unprotected skin, but so far, nothing was happening.
He braced a little harder, but nothing happened.
Hiccup felt the brush of a familiar dragon on his side, and his frozen body seemed to warm up in relief. Plan B was a go. So, as Hiccup hung limp in the water, he opened his mouth to that dragonbreath that was filling his lungs. So long as he survived the cold, he could do this.
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pinocthepiccolo · 2 years
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Time to curse someone.
Have to channel the most ruthless person into this I can think of.
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misterrttegrimborn · 7 months
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wickedcriminal · 2 years
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Let's play a game of hide and seek. If you find something for me, then perhaps I can find your brother for you. If you fail, well then...
...he'll remain unfound forever.
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feech-phylicia · 7 months
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I wonder if Old Wrinkly set the impossible task for Humongous knowing that he wouldn't complete it? Giving him that specific task to deliberately interfere with fate? Maybe he didn't take up soothsaying in his old age? Maybe he always dabbled? Maybe he had seen what the Witch excellinor had seen and chose to try to change the outcomes?
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Book 10 - How To Seize A Dragon’s Jewel Liveblog
WHAT A BOOK (so far, I’m at 2 of 5.5 hours)
Valhallarama finally makes an appearance! Although an odd one.
The Deadly Shadow clearly served as inspiration for the Zippleback, for Toothless and for the Light Fury. The bat-like behavior, the turning invisible in the clouds??? Aaaaaaaahhhh...just imagine if Toothless had been able to change color too!!
The Windwalker smells like drinking chocolate what?
“But sometimes the bravest thing a hero has to do is not fighting monsters and cheating death and witches, it is facing the consequences of his own actions.” that got me
awwww Hiccup really seems to have changed a lot. He’s growing up!
Baggybum telling Snotlout “I am ashamed to be your father” that hurts
Snotlout: “Ashamed of me? I should be ashamed of you, and you should be proud that I am a Chief! You were never a Chief, Baggy, wwere ya? You are not really Chief material!” Somehow, that response felt strong in the moment tho???
Warty McSmelly, your waistcoat is on fire XDDDD
YO. Excellinor stares at Hiccup. does she recognize him mm. DOES SHE
EGGINGARDE. MY PRECIOUS BABY. PROTECT HER AT ALL COSTS
I like Eggingarde. Why has she never been mentioned anywhere by the fandom???? I didn’t know she exists!!! She’s so cuuuuuuuute!!! Also I am unapologetically shipping her with Fishlegs??? *EDIT: they’re kids they’re kids I forgot I’m so sorry
Her bedtime horror story is a little lengthy though, isn’t it
yo, Eggingarde’s story was really grim O_O
THE HOPEFULL PUFFIN TWOOOOOOOOOOOO
“We may be slaves, but we can still be the best slaves we can be” this book is DRIPPING with the good lines...!!!!
“And then something unexpected happened. Gobber the Belch stepped forward, calmly wrestled Snotlout’s whip from him, broke it in half, and gave it back to him.” LOL
STOICK IS CHIEF AGAIN YASSSSS
GOBBER FLIPS SNOTLOUT’S YOT OVER HAHAHAHAHA
“.....and now I’m going to break it some more” Gobber is SUCH A BADASS
GOBBER EDUCATING SNOTLOUT ON THE CONSEQUENCES OF HIS ACTIONS REGARDING CHIEFTAINSHIP IS EVERYTHING THAT’S THE BEST LESSON I’VE HEARD IN A WHILE DUDE
I’m sorry I don’t know how to spell ‘yot’
I love how Cressida constantly mentions the presence or absence of birds in her storytelling. That detail seems to be important to her whenever she’s being descriptive. Having been to Scotland before, they’re certainly a prominent part of the landscape. I vividly remember almost getting a hole pecked in my skull by a raging mad seabird once because I was walking too close to its nest - the critter did not hesitate to go right for my head with its beak!! Also, I feel like there really isn’t much other wildlife apart from sheep and the ugliest sea stars you’ve ever seen. So, ya. Birds. They’re a thing.
Ohmygosh Stoick gives Hiccup that Great Hall talk he had with Gobber about doing what you’re told instead of questioning everything. Hnnnnghhhh that’s awesome. I love the dynamic of that talk to this day.
“I just did what I was told, I followed the traditions, I stuck to the Barbaric code!” I respect this generational thing actually. Because it’s real. It’s a real problem too. And I’d genuinely give money to find out where this attitude came from. Like, what made Stoick’s generation - the generation of our parents - behave and believe like they do.
I had this part on repeat for like 3 times because it was so good
look tbh the swordfight against Stoick and the Test Drive sequence from Book 9 still haunt me...
“...the old order broken, all because of my son Hiccup and his questions.” Silence. “Can you blame me for being angry with my son?” Gosh the shame. The blame of being Httyd1′s Hiccup. I feel it all over again and it’s glorious.
“And yet...was he actually brave to ask this question? Was he right to ask this question? Was it even a question worth losing a world for? So, the answer to your question, McJelly, is yes. I am the father of Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third. I am hoping against hope that somewhere out there he is safe and well, and I am proud to be his father. Even though I don’t always agree with his questions, and I do not yet know whether they were worth the loss of the world I loved.” WOW. Best stuff Stoick ever said. Also the “I’m proud to call you my son” moment from the movie. Auuuuuughhhhh.
The pessimism and hopelessness and the spite with which Hiccup is continuing to live nevertheless is sorta catching on. It hasn’t paid off yet. That’s disturbing, because it’s getting old. There needs to be a final win. Soon.
Anyway, that’s it from me so far! 
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