This doesn’t have to be done if it’s overwhelming, but maybe Polyamorous Jack and Hiccup+ Tadashi?
I guess this is the time for me to come out as a Tadacup fan. Found this one fic in 2016 and I still occasionally come back to re-read it ten years later. Adding Jack to the mix sounds nice
There are so many AU ideas.....
Fantasy!AU where Hiccup is a prince, Tadashi his royal guard and Jack the mysterious sorcerer they keep stumbling into
RotG!AU but it's just Hiccup and the two ghosts guardians he's being haunted by
Modern!AU where Jack befriends these two nerds from the San Fransokyo uni who never shut up about technology
I think that anon + other people hid cocaine in their asks/tags/comments because what do you mean I'm still thinking about the Berk Isekai au
(After the lab explosion Tadashi wakes up on the shore of Berk, and apparently something similar happened to Jack, who doesn’t remember his past life, except for the very last moments. Set after httyd2, Hiccup is the chief and suddenly there's these two guys with memory loss on his island. Are the gods playing games with him or something.)
I love how Hiccup's warm tones contrast to Jack's. I like how Jack's mischievousness can lift up Hiccup so nicely 😭. I love their dynamic so much, I wish I had dived into this ship back when it was most talked about.
an arrow to your heart, a blade on your back. i hate you.
studying a little bit more anatomy and weapon designs featuring vigcup! + i think hiccup would be a fantastic archer, considering how much of a good aim he's shown to have throughout the show, comics, etc. viggo strikes me as someone who would surprise people with how adept he is with halberds/spears. i will probably explore this somehow in my thegn AU, and i may draw other httyd characters with their secondary weapons.
I kindly request Jack as a fae/fairy 🙏 and a side of prince hiccup as well if possible, something fantasy-esk if you know what I mean, fantasy HiJack
Hiccup definitely won't be thinking about the beautiful fae stranger he met at the ball — with his glittering hair, delicate jewellery and how his feet barely touched the ground when he danced — for the next few weeks, what are you talking about
you know Stranger Things has fully misplaced the narrative when Maya Hawke has to stop filming and go:
“hey quick question. do Lucas and Max know Robin and Vicky are gay and dating”
and the answer is apparently no, so she has to ask permission to whisper about her girlfriend in front of them.
this. on the show that brands itself as “for outcasts.”
sure. very underground. very radical. very whispercore.
and then an interviewer says, hey, why did you break up Robin and Vicky in the epilogue but keep Lucas and Max together?
and the Duffers go:
well Lucas and Max are just too pure 🥺
Robin and Vicky were just a high school romance 🤷♂️
ah yes. heterosexual teenage angst = sacred text
queer teenage love = temporary side quest
what else did they trivialize? glad you asked.
Will Byers’ feelings for Mike.
notice how Noah Schnapp talks about it.
Will loves Mike. clearly. intentionally.
notice how the Duffers talk about it.
“oh it was just a crush. anyway.”
they write one of the most uncomfortable coming out scenes known to man. Noah literally says it felt like a press conference. Will looks like he’s about to pass out. Vecna apparently terrorizes him into self-realization.
and then… nothing.
Vecna never uses it. the finale never uses it. the story never uses it.
so what was that for. set dressing? aesthetic? emotional damage?
and then Noah has to go on record and say he asked the Duffers to actually close the Will and Mike storyline in the finale because they intentionally left it ambiguous for FIVE SEASONS.
they write a scene. great! finally! closure!
and then they go:
“no thanks, best friends :)”
sir. that was not subtle. that was a fourth-wall elbow to the ribs.
all because a fandom made up largely of queer people. you know. historically marginalized people. dared to hope that the main gay character might get something resembling happiness after five seasons of trauma, possession, bullying, isolation, and yearning.
this is the same show where in season one Mike literally throws a guy to the ground for being homophobic about Will.
that’s why queer fans showed up.
that’s why outcasts showed up.
and now the writers are confused why people are devastated?
there’s a line from an article I cannot stop thinking about:
“as for Will, his suffering and pining may have taken place on screen, but his joy and future romance are disappointingly left to the imagination.”
yeah. that’s it. that’s the tweet. that’s the thesis.
after how they handled Robin, Vicky, and Will in season five, I never want to hear Stranger Things call itself a show for outcasts ever again.
you don’t get to market yourself as a safe place and then whisper the joy.
It's performative progressivism. It was never about the outcasts. It was about the majority feeling good about themselves because they feel bad for the outcasts. That can't happen if said outcasts get happy endings anywhere on the same level as the majority. That would be sending the message that they're equals.
cw — threesome , double penetration , breeding , anal , masterbation , smoking , voyorism(?) , size kink. shiu’s name is misspelled here (IGNORE THAT)
♱. wc: 731.
a/n: sooo last year was fun, why not continue the tradition? i love making these lil’ self indulgent bday fics for myself with my favies and i wanna do it again! this is definitely not my best writing but idgaf, im having fun here ;3 enjoyyyy
birthdays are always special, especially when you get a say in what you want. the one day where any wish or demand you make will come to fruition without any questions from anyone.
so when you called up your “acquaintance” and his friend for a little get together, no one knew how the night would end. not that you were complaining, all it took was a few drops of liquor in everyone’s bloodstream and unresolved sexual frustration to explode once your apartment door slammed shut behind you. the messy trail of discarded clothing lead it’s way to your bedroom where the air was thick from broken tension and your loud, whorish moans as toji pressed his leaking tip against your cervix.
“eyes on me, birthday boy.” toji rasped, his chest shined with sweat as he pistons his girth in and out of your stretched out cunt, pinning you by your shoulders and caging you between his large body and the breaking bed. “be nice to your friend, yeah? he doesn’t fuck any guy y’know.” shui, sitting in the chair next your bed with his cock in his hand, chuckled through thick smoke from his cigarette. shui was kind enough to let his business partner have a taste of you first, his cock being prep for both of them once the sorcerer had his fill.
the headboard banged holes into the wall behind it as toji’s pace grew more aggressive by the second, his cock twitching and spurting his seed in you for the second time. “ngh..fushiguroooo! ‘m close!” you whined at the top of your exhausted lungs, much to your dismay when you felt a sudden emptiness in your used up cunt. “wha..? c’mooon! you’re both so mean!” you pouted, with the men only able to grin in endearment at how cock hungry you became. your complaining was cut short when you were manhandled onto your side, allowed shui and toji to slot themselves on both sides of your bed.
“ready f’your real gift, love?” shui asked, lifting your leg up until your dripping cunt showed itself to him. you could barely give a proper answer before you were stuffed back up again by the handler, a low groan rang in your ear. “fuuuck..so fuckin’ perfect.” he grits his teeth as he slowly paces himself, after all, it’s common decency to ease you into it when you have a brute pushing himself into your tight ass. a yelp tore from your throat as toji pumps himself in you from behind, only soothed by his mouth leaving sloppy kisses on your neck and shoulders. “attaaa boy..” you’d hear him praise for once, though his manner of fucking spoke a different language.
“y-you’re soo meaann..’s too much..!” you mewled until shui pried your lips open with his own, his tongue filling your mouth and throat as he and his acquaintance fucked your holes with their furocity and frustrations going straight into your cunt and ass. you felt their builds practically sandwich you in place as you whined in shui’s chest if toji didn’t force your face towards him for a crumb of attention. harsh, chapped lips biting away at yours. it’s was too much, way too much.
“too much? baby you taking it beautifully..” shui moaned. “isn’t he fushiguro..?”
toji didn’t bother answering as he was too busy fucking his cum deep into your ass, heavy balls slapping crudely against your cunt as he emptied his load in you. nothing but strained groans could be heard from him as he pressed his hips against the plush of your cheeks until he’s had his fill. “m-mister fushiguro—AH!”
“don’t forget about me, love. not until i have a taste myself..” shui chuckled with his arms keeping your leg as far up as possible as he pistons his cock in and out of your sopping cunt, kissing your bruised cervix until his twitching tip broke through and filled your womb with as much cum as he could hold. your glad the birth control works beautifully, otherwise, fushiguro and shui would’ve had to co parent together. “hgnn..” you moaned, blanked out from being double stuffed and used like a rag. what a hell of a birthday present.
“should we make this a tradition?” shui suggested, looking over at a sweaty toji.
“why the hell not?” he’d reply, giving your bruised ass a light slap.
🪽ᯓᡣ𐭩 it’s that time of year again, you’re gift this year is something rather . . . special ♡
⋆˚࿔ FEATURING . . 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ JEAN KIRCHSTEIN + CONNIE SPRINGER X MALE! READER
° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . cw — ftm!reader , threesome , spitroasting , rough birthday sex , dirty talking , squirting , cum shot , jean n connie being a little icky :p , superrr self indulgent </3
[・:。author’s note ! 「 ✉️ 」・𓂃 ࣪˖ ] guess who turned 18 todayy 👉🏼👈🏼 new years, new fics! starting off with a little gift for myself, i wrote this sleep deprived and suffering from jean withdrawls so sorry if it’s sloppy. otherwise, ty to those who sent me birthday wishes and enjoy!
make a wish. they said, all knowing damn well what you want. it’s been more obvious than knowing the sky was blue. you didn’t even take a bite out of the damn cake, instead stuffing your mouth with something better.
“slow down birthday boy..!” jean groaned, watching the sight of his girth disappearing into your mouth, inch by inch. through syrupy eyes, you could still see his signature grin. one belonging to a man who’s libedo weighed heavier then his dick.
but you couldn’t remain occupied for too long, not when a harsh thrust from behind snapped your attention away from the brunette. “c’mon, i’m here too ya know. ♡” connie snickered breathlessly. his pelvis pressed up against the plush of your ass which were littered in hand marks from both men whom took turns giving you birthday spankings until they reached the number of your age.
you could barely hear what was being said between the two men, ramblings overshadowed by the skin slapping and your gagging.
“told ya he’d love our little gift..didn’t i?” connie’s words were chopped up, as he focused more on how far his cock can go in your ruined cunt, even resorting to keeping one leg up to spread you further. jean, melting in the feeling of your warm mouth, could only scoff.
“ah shut up con–fuckk, i might keep it up after tonight..” words that made your eyes widened and your ears perk up, a small smirk curled on the corners of your lips in approval of jean’s suggestion.
“yeah? you want that?” he cooed with faux softness. “you want us to stuff your pretty ass full of cum? anytime you want..? ♡”
oh fuck, yes! you thought to yourself, bobbing your head up and down as if you were nodding. a gesture that made his cock twitch.
“say less, baby.” connie sighs, leaning forward until he was practically hovering over you. a chain dangled over your face as he picked up his pace, fucking you like a jackrabbit in heat. whimpers leaked out of your stuffed up mouth as jean practically fucked your throat raw.
“c-cwum..i-i’m gonna c-“
“cum? you wanna cum baby?” connie coos in your ear with the same faux sympathy jean help in his tone. “c’mon..don’t be shy, sweet thing. ♡”
his quickened pace along with his crude dirty talk pushed you further over the edge of your orgasm, spurting all over the sheets and his girth as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. your mind went blank, only snapping out of it once connie drops your limp body back onto the ruined sheets and snapping his fingers next to your ears.
“hey, sit up for us.”
lifting your head, you were greeted with two cocks rubbing against your face. like clockwork, hot spurts of cum dribbled on your face, running down your neck and dripped onto your thighs. after all, what would your dearest friends do for the best birthday gift ever?
“mm..one more time.” you muttered, certainly heard once you felt two pairs of lips on both cum covered cheeks.
“relax prince, let us take care of you tonight. ~ ♡”
I could say that realizing every artist's dream of completing a project like this wasn't easy, and while it's true, I must thank you all once again for encouraging me with your sweet comments and messages. It's thanks to you that a one-part punchline became a full 202 pages (!!!) story.
Now that it's over and if you still aren't tired of my shenanigans, you can follow my main blog (and see my yearly Snowlin Halloween illustration soon!).
As for the Magic Omens AU, please give me a moment to catch my breath and I'll start preparing the digital release (with bonus drawings) that will be downloadable from kofi!
To the Merlin fans who are keeping the fandom alive, to the Good Omens fans (I'm sure the 90 minutes finale will be great, even if we won't get a full season! stay hopeful!!) and to the fans of both shows for constantly enabling my silly idea,
costume alpha is a complete failure, back to the drawing board immediately. Youll be lucky if his next costume request isnt a ghillie suit
you know if you look up vampire superheros a lot of design elements start repeating, there is definitely a specific LOOK to them. Poor guy made the mistake of saying 'vampire' instead of specifically 'dracula from castlevania'.
its cool, we all make mistakes, at least you arent wearing a diaper and rainboots, you know?
