.ESCAPE

Runnin ain't so bad, when its all you ever do.

[drekivinr]

❝ Be careful, please. ❞ Hiccup called after Flynn as his dragon had picked him up. A plea he often heard directed toward himself, usually by a parent or Fishlegs. The other riders? Mostly sat and watched while he attempted to cheat death and the very nature of humanity.

Despite the risks he took though, he hated seeing others doing the same. It left him anxious every time, especially with those special few he treasured so dearly within in heart. So, careful forest hues were glued to the former thief the entire time as he continued his own journey on foot.

Toothless was there, he knew he didn’t have to worry. The dragons would protect him if there were anything or anyone in that old village. A point that ran through the Viking’s head as an endless mantra. Flynn would be okay and he could take care of himself. He was strong, capable… but Hiccup couldn’t bear the thought losing anyone he cared about under his own watch.

❝ Well, pick a favorite then! Whatever looks cozy for the night! ❞

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Sheer concern peppered the voice of the 

young viking, like lemon to a sea cod served

fresh and sweet at the dinner table. He was

going to behave, or as muchh as Flynn Rider

was able to behave in a course of burnt and 

twisted wood that wrapped around him like

an ashen wreath.  Careful was a strong word.

Hands came to a baselog of one more-intact

but less hole homes, and he shimmied up its 

length, twisting at the top and getting footing 

on the remains of the roof. Then, he ran, 

hurdling one betwixt his legs, another, a twist

to the left, a small slide until he found what 

he was venturing for; the Chief’s abandoned

home, outsides charred but still standing and

still liveable.

He sucks in a bit of air.

“FOUND ONE!”

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❝ Well I’m rooting for all of your parts being okay, but I guess what you deem important is something I wouldn’t mind staying in tact, too. ❞ Did this stuff even sound right coming out of his mouth? Probably not, at least not with how he worded it. His stupid mouth just rambling on and negating any chance at talking dirty without sounding like a nerd.

That was probably his curse… with Flynn anyway.

Nonetheless he kept going, pulling his spyglass out of his satchel when a village was brought to his attention. A brief scan of the horizon said it certainly looked uninhabited. The charred roofs and general dilapidation sure said that, which made it the perfect place to make camp.

❝ Toothless, you go ahead and scout it out, bud. ❞ Came the order, and a wave of the hand before the Night Fury did as told. It was easier this way, walking when it got too cold. Gear and fabric would freeze in the harsh bite of Winter and a plummet to his death was not desirable to Hiccup unless it was on his own terms.

❝ I guess start gathering a bit of wood to make a fire on our way there. Charred wood doesn’t exactly burn any more than it already has. ❞

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He nodded in affirmation of the others words on the wood,

giving a telltale smile oh how cute Hiccup managed

to be, even in a situation that could result in the both

of them freezing to death. He had to stop himself from 

launching himself from scaffolding, down to the grass

below just to kiss him where he knows it tickles. Romance can wait. Shelter is a must.

With deft hands, he signals for Krile to come and

scoop him up from the ground as gracefully as a 

wholly howl could ( which wasnt very ), and lay him

in the center of the village. Smoldering

bits of petrified wood created a carcass for some of

the homes, reeking with the stench of dragonfire.

He turns towards Hiccups general direction.

“I think these are from the old Dragonwar days!” He 

points out, still looking through for the less destroyed bits. 

“But their livable. Some look untouched rather than 

abandoned.”

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As soon as he hears a voice, Hiccup stops in his tracks and takes a look around them. That certainly sounded right. Amidst the crisp,  cold air biting at his face he could feel it in the wind now that his attention was less on the task at hand.

No surprise really, Winters were harsh and storms could sneak up on you when you least expected them to. Nature itself was your enemy in the Barbaric Archipelago and it was because of that it’s native was so concerned for his partner. The last thing he wanted was to see the man freeze out here.

❝ We should find somewhere to stop. If we get caught out here in a surprise blizzard there’s no way we’re making it home at all. Are you feeling okay? Haven’t lost feeling in any part of your body yet? ❞

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“Not the parts that matter.” Flynn replies, 

forcing himself to reconsider the appropriateness

of a joke about his loins. Sword brandished, 

he looks to the skies for Krile, and catches him

flying overhead, brazen but bored as a dragon

itself could be. He takes his  sword and sheathes 

it within his chestwrap, using both hands to traverse

a small expanse, and employed his reconnaissance

skills at the top of the hill.

Peculiarly enough, there was small expanse of houses

old ones no doubt, some burned by fire, and others

torn with the wear of age.

“Hiccup, there might be one of those empty villages

that was on your map over here!” The excitement 

of exploration was in his voice. “Maybe we found 

a place to wait it out?”

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Could the shell of the cold be placed over the two 

as the traveled, Flynn would have brought something

to warm his insides, but the snap, and the stench of 

dry mountain air, and the feeling of a coming cold 

on his ears told him otherwise. He adjusts his pack

and looks to Hiccup, who is outlined against the 

mountain sky.

“Its gonna snow. Call it a premonition, but I don’t

think we’ll get back to Berk in time.”

[nananana-bpdman]

Me: I’m totally independent, I don’t need anyone’s help

Also me:

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For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses.

[chaosophia218]

Zodiac Wheel.

[drekivinr]

He was curious as Flynn shifted and removed his shirt, but said nothing as he quietly observed and eyes roamed the scarred expanse of his love’s chest- because that’s what Flynn was to him is what he was figuring out.

Despite all of the hardships of his own life- the difficulties that came with a childhood of rejection and never being good enough- there was finally someone here who could understand him and found no faults in him like so many had in his past.

So, he’d listened attentively, nodding his head in understanding once in a while as rough, freckled digits would gently trace over each and every scar that was mentioned. Flynn lived a life so different from his own, that much became very apparent very quickly, but he didn’t find himself with any doubts. The notorious Flynn Rider who’d steal without care and never let a single soul be above a stab in the back didn’t feel like the man he had laid next to him.

The scars were apparent- physically and otherwise. They had their stories to tell of a boy who had nothing and grew up feeling that because he had nothing, he needed nobody.

❝ Of course I’ll still have you. ❞ There was no hesitation in Hiccup’s response as he shifted closer so his body was flush against Flynn’s and a loving kiss was left upon his lips.

❝ Your past doesn’t define who you are for the rest of your life. Since I met you I haven’t felt threatened or worried by you. So what if you were a troublemaker back home, you’re here with me now and as far as I can tell you don’t sound anything like that selfish guy you were telling me about just a moment ago. At least, you don’t anymore. ❞ There was a light shrug of his shoulders before the comment was accentuated with another chaste kiss.

❝ Plus, it’s not like there’s anything of value to steal on Berk. Not unless you count dry produce and ornery livestock. Plus, we’ve got dragons. Good luck getting away from me so easily. ❞ There was no guarantee his little joke would be taken lightly but he had made sure to show he wore a playful smirk at the comment.

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“Ah yea, the dragons. Good luck outrunning one of those.”

Flynn heckled ever so lightly as he took his spot looking up 

at the hayseed ceiling with a tired wonder in his eyes. When

he was with hiccup, when the great divide closed and there 

was nothing hut air between the two of them, he could 

feel the chastising mask of bitterness, from growing up,

to being forced to live in this world melt away into a torrent

of ashes. He had his old life, but he had burned that bridge,

rightfully so. And everytime he looked back at the ashes

of the world he left behind, he feels at ease. Because he 

has Hiccup now. He has a world that rose far and beyond the 

ashes of the city he was forced to burn to the ground, and now,

he had Hiccup, who takes his hands in his own and helps him mend

and heal the damage he had done to himself.

Hiccup was short (or at least shorter than him) and spoke words 

ragged with vocals of a leader and a creator, and god when his face

lit up over inventions or something of the other, Flynn felt his heart

warm the entirety of Berk. Who wouldn't have thought a vagabond

who aspired to pluck the sun from the sky would be domesticated,

or as domesticated as one could be between dragon and vikings.

He snorts at Hiccups remark. “I wouldn't say Berk is free of precious

anything,” He kisses him sweetly, smirking. “I stole your heart, didnt I?”

Yep, he’s still got it.

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nyooms in here

pulls out my gun 

[lightsglisten]

[hvessa]

you   want   to  escape.     i   know   this.     you  are  flesh   &   bone  but  it  is  working   against   you,     &   you’ll  learn  to   live   with  that  shortness  of  breath,     that  rapid   FIRE   beating  against  your  ribs,     those   tears   which  come  so  readily.     you’ll  learn  that  you  can   still   breathe,     &   it’s   hard,     but  you   can   &   you   have   to        

you  don’t   want   to  think  about  what  the   others   think.     i   know   this.     but  i  also  know  you  cannot  bear   any   form  of   guilt,     that  you   CHOKE   on  it  constantly,     a   lump   in  your  throat  the  shape  of  a   fist.     you  can   scratch   yourself  raw  but  you’ll  be  no  nearer  to   completion.     please  know   this.

          i’m  sorry.

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         Tadashi feels a swell of affection  as he looks up at Flynn && smiles softly, leaning closer. Their breaths mingle in the air between them as Tadashi murmurs,  ’ You don’t have to ask, ’ && presses his mouth to Flynn’s in a chaste kiss that lasts no more than a few seconds.

         He pulls away slightly, mostly to catch his breath– somehow, such an  innocent kiss has stolen away his air && left him breathless && almost dazed.

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And his head is spinning, and Tadashi is 

as sweet as cinnamon and he’s just positively

melting in his shoes at this point, behest to the 

taste of hot fire in the others mouth, even through

the likings of a soft, mellow kiss. 

When he pulls back, Flynn is wide eyed and dreaming

and it takes a moment to anchor himself out of the 

white hot wonder that spread from his lips to his loins

in a small spit second, before he turns to warm butter

in Tadashi’s threshold.

“I thought I was supposed to kiss you. I’ll have to report 

you for stealing kisses though. They arent cheap.” He

jokes before smooching his new-found boyfriend on the

cheek.

[drekivinr]

The question actually brought a little chuckle bubbling up from the Viking. He was nervous now that he was really putting thought into what they had between them, and it was in this moment he was grateful that the dim light of the early morning wouldn’t call attention to the blush he felt burning on freckled cheeks.

❝ I kind of figured we already were, even if we didn’t talk about it… ❞

A slight shrug came with the admission before Hiccup attempted to cover his embarrassment by nuzzling into his- who he supposed was now official- partner’s skin. He was sure the feeling wasn’t necessary, because he could visibly see and hear the happiness at it all in Flynn’s movements and voice.

❝ I-I mean I just- Things are comfortable with you. Everything comes a little easier and this-… I never knew just how much I needed this until I had it with you. ❞ The heat in his cheeks spread like wildfire in a dry forest, spreading the blush to his ears and down his neck.

Despite that though he knew he wanted to say these things. He wanted Flynn to know he cared for him and wanted him there. That this new official title they put to their relationship meant a lot to him.

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Comfort is a luxury in his life, especially

after he clawed his way out of trouble

time and time again at others behest. 

Flynn had lost so many and so much to 

the hands of this angry world, leaving

him with a mindset that  care could be 

only for oneself, but Hiccup fixed him.

Hiccup changed him and made him 

believe again. Hiccup gave him another

chance to believe in this world, && believe

in Himself.

Drowsily, he flips over onto his stomach, 

forking up the nightshirt and throwing

it across the room before settling

back down onto pillows stuffed with 

hay and feathers.  

He begins to show Hiccup his chest

and tell him the stories of scar after

scar, figutring hee should be open 

with his past before anything. 

“Ive done terrible things in my life.”

he pauses, sucking in a deep breath 

and looking back to his mate. “but

I want you to understand that I trust you,

and you're the first thing ive cared about

that wasnt myself in a long, LONG, time.”

He tries his hardest to prove his point 

even in in lieu of his secrets and sins.

“Knowing what I’ve done, WHO i am, 

will you still have me?” 

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TAYLOR SWIFT

“I realize you love yourself more than you could ever love me.”

“My daddy’s gonna show you how sorry you’ll be..”

“I wonder if he/she knows he’s/she’s all I think about at night…”

“I don’t know what I want, so don’t ask me.”

“I start a fight cause I need to feel something.”

“Even now just looking at you feels wrong.”

“I can’t resist– before you go, tell me this, was it worth it?”

“When I’m with anybody else it’s so hard to be myself.”

“She’s/he’s never gonna love you like I want to, and you just see right through me.”

“No matter what you say, I still can’t believe that you would walk away.”

FEARLESS

“I like the way you sound in the morning.”

“When you’re close I feel like coming undone.”

“Was I out of line? Did I say something way too honest?”

“Where is this going?”

“I don’t know what else I can say.”

“This is wrong but I can’t help but feel like there ain’t nothing more right, babe.”

“I’m no one special.”

“This time I’ve had enough.”

“There’s nothing you can say to make this right again. I mean it.”

“I don’t know why but with you I’d dance in a storm in my best dress.”

“Please don’t go.”

“Don’t be afraid, we’ll make it out of this mess.”

“You’re perfect for me, why aren’t you here tonight?”

“I should have known.”

“My mistake. I didn’t know to be in love you had to fight to have the upper hand.”

“What you’re looking for has been here the whole time.”

“You’re the only thing I know like the back of my hand.”

“I’m sick and tired of your attitude.”

“You don’t have to call anymore. I won’t pick up the phone.”

“I never knew I could feel that much.”

SPEAK NOW

“Can you believe it?”

“You are the best thing that’s ever been mine.”

“It’s just wrong enough to make it feel right.”

“I’m sorry for that night.”

“I’d go back in time and change it but I can’t.”

“You wish it was me, don’t you?”

“Maybe it’s you and your sick need to give love then take it away.”

“Is it killing you like it’s killing me?”

“Why are we pretending this is nothing?”

“Please don’t be in love with someone else.”

“She/he underestimated just who she/he was stealing from.”

“It’s never too late to get it back.”

“Something’s gone terribly wrong.”

“You told me you loved me, so why did you go away?”

“Never imagined we’d end like this.”

“I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you.”

“I don’t care ‘cause right now you’re mine.”

“Nothing’s gonna change, not for me and you.”

RED

“Love is a ruthless game.”

“I’ll do anything you say if you say it with your hands.”

“I guess you didn’t care, and I guess I liked that.”

“I knew you were trouble when you walked in.”

“I might be okay, but I’m not fine at all.”

“You don’t know about me but I’ll bet you want to.”

“It takes everything in me not to call you.”

“Baby, I miss you and I swear I’m gonna change, trust me.”

“We are never ever ever getting back together.”

“I’m pretty sure we almost broke up last night.”

“I’d like to hang out with you for my whole life.”

“This is the last time I’m asking you this.”

“Time is taking its sweet time erasing you.”

“You’re the lucky one.”

“Your eyes look like coming home.”

“I just wanna know you better.”

“Don’t you dream impossible things?”

“I’ve been spending the last eight months thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end.”

“Come back…be here.”

“It’s not fair that you’re not around.”

“Don’t look at me. You’ve got a girl/boy at home and everybody knows that.”

1989

“I know you heard about me.”

“Got a long list of ex-lovers…they’ll tell you I’m insane.”

“I should just tell you to leave.”

“I heard…that you’ve been out and about with some other girl/boy.”

“Are we out of the woods yet?”

“I’m settin’ you free.”

“All you had to do was stay.”

“Let me remind you. This was what you wanted. You ended it.”

“You still don’t know what I never said.”

“I wish you knew that I’ll never forget you as long as I live.”

“Did you have to do this?”

“Did you think we’d be fine?”

“You say sorry just for show.”

“No one has to know what we do.”

“I want you for worse or for better.”

“You showed up just in time.”

“I know places we won’t be found.”

“Just because you’re clean don’t mean you don’t miss it.”

“Didn’t they tell us don’t rush into things?”

“I’ve spent my whole life trying to put it into words.”

[ashiidanza-a]

another burst of laughter bubbled past the young man’s lips as he freely twisted and swung his legs about without a care in the world, dragging poor flynn about in the process.

“the formal dancing was too DULL for my taste! so i went out and taught myself how to swing from the streets, of course! there is much more life in it! it wakes you up! and it is much more fun, no?”

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To say the twit of limbs and smiles wasn't appealing

would be to lie, even as they flapped along the scuffed

tile like animals in a frenzy, Flynn could appreciate this, 

loosening up from the week with some Naveen brand

“waking up.”

“You got the fun part right.” he says as the song changes, and

he takes a moment to breathe. “You swing through the

streets everyday? what for?”

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Science Of Persuasion

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&&. 

❛i don’t treat those who attempt to steal something i value with my life. you’ll return my mother’s necklace or i shall alert the warriors of your presence. now, which will it be?❜

@fiivefingered wished for a starter; 

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Her mother’s. a wishy-washy pang of guilt splinters

betwixt his skin and bone, and he clutches the 

jewelry even tighter, as if it would work from between 

his fingers. He slinks back a little, cornered and faced

with death, and internally wishing he hadn’t stowed away 

with the spanish. But he was here now, desecrating the

memory of a woman dear to the other, who had his 

mercy between her nimble fingers.

“Promise you wont alert them first. Guarantee me that 

and i’ts yours.”