Httyd @httyd2lover222 - Tumblr Blog

Fellow Americans: Can you believe we are a mere THREE DAYS away from HTTYD3??? I’m going to break down crying at any moment IT’S ALMOST HERE IT’S FINALLY HERE!!!

httyd2lover222

U do realize that fandango had a Saturday 2 feb special to see the hidden world right? Some people might of seen it..

mamuvar

Hiccstrid

Spoiler

Me quedé esperando la escena del trailer en la que Astrid le toma la mano e Hipo voltea a verla :(

httyd2lover222

Only a spoiler if u damn read it....

I love spoilers but I can’t read this soooo kinda pointless

ferrahfawcettsbitch-deactivated

…it’s 2019??

Why are we here in 2019 arguing over hiccstrid, arguing over other pairings for hiccup and Astrid, in 2019, come on do we really need all this toxicity? Do we really? It’s not a nice feeling for anyone. Everyone one has the right to ship whatever pairing they please, so please be respectful of one another, as a fandom let’s set an example to other fandoms on how to be respectful and kind to each other. If you don’t have anything nice to say don’t say anything at all. And that’s not discouraging you to voice your own opinion, only think about what you’re doing and what kind an effect it will have before you post a comment

Also its 2019 ✌️

httyd2lover222

If someone has nothing nice to say they can say it if they want, you’re not a dictator

casthenerd

Astrid: Saw you delivering scrap metal yesterday

Hiccup: Astrid, it’s not what you think!

Astrid: *holding her axe* I won’t hesitate, bitch

p-artsypants

Arranged Marriage AU: Hiccstrid Drabble

It’s almost 3 am. I needed fluff. Whatever. Takes place at the beginning of HTTYD. (Didn’t proof)

Hiccup snuck in the door quietly. The run in with the Nightfury had taken much longer than expected, and he only hoped no one noticed he was missing.

Who was he kidding, no one would miss him.

Keep reading

hiilikedragons

So Astrid seems to be the aggressive one of the relationship. requests for hiccstrid smut where its actually normal for her to be the submissive one and hiccup the dom

So this ask makes me go all sorts of gahhhh because idk where the idea has come from that Astrid is in charge of the bedroom 24/7.

Hiccup’s not submissive. He never has been. He’s constantly in the spotlight, both accidentally as the village screw up and purposely as the hungry-to-belong-and-impress innovator with a self-proclaimed dramatic flair. And if you ask me, he’s more of an extrovert than an introvert, though that doesn’t necessarily determine roles in a Dom/sub relationship (it’s just made me squint in several fics/AUs and become a point of hmmmm for me). He never has a problem with making his desires known, even opposing his village/father to fulfill those desires. He’s not some wilting flower. He’s not spineless. He knows what he wants/likes, and he goes after it wholeheartedly.

What Hiccup is is compassionate and self conscious. What we see in the first movie is a twig of a kid who thinks he never has a chance with the girl of his dreams– though that doesn’t stop him from trying to impress her. In the second movie, we get a better glimpse at an established Hiccstrid relationship, and who initiates the groin-squishing final kiss? Hiccup. As they work up to sex, yes, Astrid is going to be the one who pushes boundaries and initiates things. But that’s because Hiccup doesn’t want to hurt her or pressure her, and because he still feels like the twig who somehow managed to catch his dream girl’s attention. And because he’s also a scientist and an intellect who has to learn and take notes instead of just throwing himself into a task. Not because he’s particularly submissive. Hiccup wants to know where the lines are, how her body works, what she desires and what makes her feel good. He’ll let her take the lead in the things that are new and unfamiliar, but he’s plenty comfortable taking charge when he knows what he’s doing.

Not to say Astrid doesn’t hold the reins a lot. There’s plenty of times when she teases him, tortures him, makes him beg for it. She’s not shy about her sex drive– that’s how the whole pervstrid movement got started. But there’s also times when Hiccup comes home from a particularly stressful council meeting and he tears Astrid away from dinner/housework/training without a word. There’s times when she’s put him off to take care of the kids, to do village duties, to work out, and he impatiently grabs her by the arm before she can run out of the house and shows her that staying is worth her time. And there’s times when she laughs a little too loudly with the chief of the Meathead clan and Hiccup reminds himself that she’s his with the sound of her moans. They actually have a very balanced relationship, once they’re comfortable and established. One doesn’t really dom more than the other.

Here are some drabbles where Hiccup’s no sub.

vigilantedragonlady

Oneshot: Hands

So, remember when I said I had some fanfic to post last week? Yeah, sorry, I was moving all weekend and most of this week and severely underestimated how much of my time that would eat up. But hey, here’s the fanfic at long last! Inspired by an art prompt I saw somewhere.

Also, casual reminder that I’m still taking prompts for more fanfic, because I need to get my lazy butt in gear and write more often.

WARNING: This fic contains spoilers for HTTYD 2. Don’t read if by some miracle you have not yet seen the movie or heard everything about it.

Title: Hands

Length: Oneshot (complete)

Characters: Astrid, Hiccup [Hiccstrid]

Fluff, mostly.

Keep reading

camewiththeframe

For Fuck’s Sake… US Weekly should be ashamed for giving 6 pages to these homophobic, misogynistic kooks.

afriend410

You know Hiccup was right... His life instantly got better once he shot down a dragon. He even got a date!

dragoninboots

WELCOME TO THE HTTYD FANDOM! BTW You will find a LOT of HICCSTRID ADDICTS! :D

Thank you!!

OMG Yay!! HICCSTRID YAY!!! You have no idea how much I’m a huge hiccstrid fan!!!! So the more addicts the better!! <3

antixhiccstrid

Okay so just a quick explanation behind the inception of this. I have always felt uncomfortable with Astrid’s violent tendencies, mostly because it is played for laughs (as is with most tough/serious chick characters). If it had been addressed like a character flaw, something she had to work through/learn to control/ keep on the battlefield for her enemies/find a different outlet, I think it could have worked great. But that’s not the case. And I’mma tell you right now, when you constantly see girl-hits-guy comedy, it does impact people. I’m not proud of myself, but I used to be very much like Astrid. I used to hit my male friends and knock them around on the sole merit of ‘I’m a girl, it’s cool. It’s just funny’. But it’s not. It’s really not. I legitimately hurt them, and for a long time, had no remorse about it. I am incredibly fortunate that all has been forgiven now, and that one of my mates actually spoke up about it in the first place. So this is a little self-projecty, but yeah. Here we go. ___

“I don’t like it when you.. When you hit me.”

Astrid didn’t even register the way Hiccup flinched away as he spoke, or how the others visibly tensed behind him - as though ready for some sort of physical reaction. She was too focused on the absurdity his words.

“Well no-one likes it, Hiccup,” She gave a carefree laugh, looking around at her friends to back her up.

Everyone else remained silent. “What do you expect me to do when you act stupid?” She tried again, this time her laugh a little less easy. Even though surely everyone would have to agree with her there; Hiccup did dumb things all the time. How else was she supposed to reprimand him?

Hiccup frowned, looking quite offended. His arms were crossed defensively over his middle, and he looked smaller than normal.

“I don’t know, just, tell me maybe? ..Verbally.”

Astrid rolled her eyes at his obvious sensitivity, the others would have to take her side now.

“Oh come on, what’s the matter? Is your armour not thick enough to take a few punches?” she teased with another laugh.

Again nobody joined her. Instead the young woman was met with pointed stares. Hiccup continued to frown, directing a lost glance to his friends. Snotlout caught his eye, and stepped forward. The stocky boy’s broad shoulders obscured some of his cousin from view. “He’s got bruises, Astrid,” he said, none of his usual obnoxious flirtiness present. Fishlegs nodded vigorously from behind the pair, exchanging a look with the twins. “And not even little ones,” Tuffnut chimed in. “Like all purple and gross,” Ruffnut added, pulling a face that her brother closely mirrored. “I…,” Astrid fumbled for words. Her eyes were so wide, like all of this was entirely new information to her. And it certainly wasn’t something she wanted to believe. “Let me see,” she said after a moment, frowning. All eyes fell on Hiccup, who shifted uncomfortably under the combined gaze some, before reaching for the clasps at the front of his leather vest. There was an awkward minute or so of silence before he was finally able to expose some skin. Astrid gasped audibly. Quite uncannily matching Ruffnut’s crude description, there were marks littered across his skin; some dark, and others faded. All ugly. A particular bruise by Hiccup’s shoulder caught Astrid’s eye. The viking quickly found herself remembering early that morning clocking Hiccup playfully – or so she presumed – in that exact spot. She wanted to throw up. All over herself if she could manage. “Hiccup…I,” her scowl had faded by now, jaw slightly agape and brows knitted closely together, “ I.. I’m..” The others waited - too patiently - while Astrid feebly tried to gather her thoughts. “I’m so, so sorry…”

She hung her head, unable to look at her boyfriend’s marred flesh any longer. Both her teeth and fists were clenched tightly. Angrily. Which is when she realised -whether it was worse than the current situation or not was debatable – that her first instinct was to hit something.

She was such a horrible person that that was her go-to response. Violence. And not even against some threatening enemy… But someone she cared about. Some who was supposedly her friend.. “Astrid…?” Hiccup spoke up, though his voice was still quite soft. Astrid jerked upward, surprised at the sound. She must have been standing there for a decent amount of time. “I’m sorry,” she repeated again, feeling awful and helpless to mending the situation. Which must’ve been exactly how Hiccup felt every time she- “I.. I’m so sorry,” her eyes were red and puffy. It was pathetic really, and she felt completely undeserving to even be crying. She wasn’t the victim here. “It’s.. It’s oka-” Hiccup began, but quickly stopped himself.

Because this wasn’t okay. It had never been okay. “W-were gonna,” He started again, offering a brief look to the others, “We’re gonna get you through this.” Everyone else nodded determinedly in agreement. Astrid didn’t know which hurt more, the fact that her friends felt the need to offer her help, or that they were all keeping themselves more than an arm’s length away.

kchaos85-dragon-lady

Happy Valentine's Day, Hiccstrid style

I felt like I should write a Valentine’s Day drabble. So… here’s just a little something.

This is a safe one- no smut. :)

Keep reading

how2trainyourfangirl

Perfect

Did anyone order some feels?

This is completely separate from anything and any universe I’ve ever written, but I was inspired by some of my initial ideas from Puzzle Pieces.

Enjoy.

———

He caught her watching them again. The mother with the two year old and the few week old. There was a longing in her eyes that he wasn’t used to. And he didn’t like it.

“Astrid?"

She started and turned away, back to the food in front of her.

He put his hand on her back gently. "Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” she muttered, shaking his hand off and glaring at her plate.

She wasn’t fine.

——

It had been three years. Three years since they got married. And no children.

She hadn’t wanted children when she was younger. But things had changed. Dragons became friends, Berk was at peace, and she had fallen in love.

It wasn’t fair. There were so many kids around, so many young, happy families.

People had joked for the weeks up to the wedding that she’d be pregnant before the year was out.

It had been three years.

She didn’t want to say she was jealous, but she was. Not that she’d ever tell anyone. She was a warrior, why would she want to be a mother?

She couldn’t quite explain why she wanted a baby so badly. She wasn’t really sure.

She suspected it had a little to do with Hiccup. He’d always been great with kids, all kids. Even, miraculously, babies. He loved to play with the villager’s children when he could. They simply adored him. They flocked to him. They always had.

He had never brought it up to her, but she supposed he wanted kids even more than she did.

And she couldn’t give him that.

“It’s been three years…” she murmured.

Hiccup rolled over. “What?”

Astrid jumped a little. She thought he was asleep.

“Hey,” he found her hand and squeezed it gently. He sounded a little sleepy. “What’s wrong?"

"Nothing,” she lied.

“Astrid, I know something’s wrong. Just tell me.”

“It’s been three years since we got married, Hiccup.”

“I know. And?”

“We have an empty marriage.”

“What are you talking about?” he was still talking to the back of her head. She hadn’t rolled over.

“We don’t have any kids.”

“So?” he sounded indifferent.

“So?” she rolled over then, upset. “It’s been three years, Hiccup. Three!”

“I know, I can count. I just don’t understand…”

She wrenched her hand from his. “It’s obvious, isn’t it? We should’ve had one by now at least… I can’t have kids. I can’t have kids and you need an heir and I can’t give you that!"

Her voice wavered and she tried to stop the tears, but they came anyway. She hated to cry. She hated herself whenever she did.

Toothless woke up at the outburst and he whined. He trotted over to his human friend’s bed and tried to nuzzle Astrid, who just pushed him away.

Hiccup panicked. Astrid didn’t cry enough for him to know what to do about it. But he didn’t want her to feel like their lack of children was her fault. It was nobody’s fault. No one asked for problems like that. They just… happened. "Astrid, hey, it’s okay.” he tried to hug her, but she squirmed away. “It’s been three years, sure, but we’ve got plenty more and there’s no law anywhere that says we need to have a kid in three years.”

Astrid sniffled. He didn’t get it! He couldn’t understand. She wanted a baby. She had wanted one for a long time. It wasn’t just about the island needing an heir. It was about them, it was about being parents, it was about everything. But she couldn’t put that into words.

She settled for “You need an heir."

She had been thinking about that for a while.

"You should-you have to find someone that can give you an heir.” she said quietly, looking anywhere but at him. “It won’t be me.”

He knew what she was implying. And he didn’t want to. He loved her too much, he respected her too much. And if he ever did have kids, he wanted her to be their mother. Not some random girl. He didn’t want to look at his child and not see Astrid somehow.

“There has to be someone that would be willing and-”

“I’m not willing, Astrid. I love you too much."

She glanced up at him before looking away again. "Don’t be ridiculous, Hiccup. It’s not about love.” It had gone past that. People were starting to ask her what they were waiting for.

“Of course it is.” he tried to touch her again, but she wouldn’t let him.

“It’s not. Not anymore.” she said simply, rolling back over and tugging the blanket over herself.

Hiccup and Toothless exchanged a worried glance before the dragon went back to bed and Hiccup rolled onto his back to stare at the ceiling. This wasn’t going to be easy.

——-

“She’s right, lad, you do need an heir.” Gobber looked over at the young chief, who was ranting in the forge like he always did when he needed to rant.

“But I don’t- she’s my wife! I don’t-I couldn’t!”

“I’d be thinkin’ the same way, boy. Trust me. But it ‘as been a long time… you should at least be considerin’ it. When you go to tha’ meeting next week, just, think about it.”

“Okay, fine, if I do consider it, do I just go up to some girl and be like 'Hey, I need to borrow you really quick and then for nine months and then I never want to see you again because I have a wife’?”

Gobber tried not to laugh. This was serious, but Hiccup always did have an interesting way of putting things. “I think you’d be needin’ to talk to her dad, Hiccup. Not jus’ her. It’s a pretty big deal to be asked for somethin’ like that. I’ve heard about it plenty of times.”

“I don’t even want to think about this. I don’t even want to do it! Astrid has been so upset lately… It’d jut make it worse if I showed up one day with another woman’s baby, right?”

“Yeah, it might.”

“I don’t want that. I just…” he sighed and ran his hand through his hair, leaning against the wall. “I want her to be happy, Gobber. That’s all I want.” And the only way for her to be truly happy right then was for them to have a baby, which was proving to be more difficult than they’d have liked.

“I know, lad. I know.”

——-

He was leaving for a meeting. And she refused to go with him for once.

She figured it was for the best. If he was considering some girl, she didn’t want to be there. She knew it was necessary, but it was still going to be hard on her.

“I love you,” he said before trying to kiss her. She turned away.

He frowned. This was already hard. Now it was worse.

She barely even glanced at him before she went back into the house.

——-

The chief of the island was showing him and Toothless around. It was the first time Hiccup was there and the other chief was proudly showing his island off to him.

Hiccup stopped when he saw a small child sitting near a building playing with a stick. No one was watching him. He was alone. Which was weird. It wasn’t the warmest of days.

The other chief saw him looking. “Ah, that’s Toby.”

“What’s he doing out here all alone?”

“He’s an orphan. His mother died right after his sister was born and his father’s dead too. He’s out here so someone could take him. It’s been a few weeks. No one’s taken an interest in either him or his sister. It’s almost time for us to just let them be. It’s no use to feed two tiny mouths that no one wants when we’ve got a whole island that needs it.”

Hiccup shook his head, a smile tugging at his mouth. “That won’t be necessary, I think I know someone that will want them.”

——-

It was late when he got home. Late and dark. Astrid was combing her hair out next to the fire.

“Astrid?”

Astrid didn’t look over at him. She knew it was Hiccup.

“I have someone I think you should meet.”

He had nerve. Bringing some girl home for her to meet. She didn’t want to know who she was. But she supposed she’d have to know. She would be on Berk for the entirety of her pregnancy, getting treated exceptionally well because she would be carrying the heir. It’d be one huge slap in the face.

Astrid took a deep breath before she turned to look at her husband and was surprised not to see a girl with him. She was going to try and be polite.

What she saw instead was a sleeping toddler in one arm and a little bundle in the other.

She was sure her confusion was evident on her face as she stood up. “Hiccup, who’s kids are these?”

“No one’s right now… they’re orphans. No one wanted them.”

She reached out to touch the toddler gently. He squirmed a little.

She took the baby carefully from him. It waved it’s tiny hands towards her face, making her smile. “Oh, Hiccup… They’re precious. How’d you get them here?”

“Very carefully.” he smiled. “This little fella’s name is Toby, and she’s” he nodded towards the baby in her arms. “Nina.”

“Toby and Nina.” Astrid said quietly, stroking Nina’s head carefully. Both children had brown hair, though Toby’s seemed to be darker, and the darker skin that came with being born in the more southern islands.

“What do you think?”

“I think they’re perfect.” Astrid replied looking down at little Nina cradled in her arms, her eyes filled with tears.

Hiccup took a step closer to her and kissed her. She didn’t turn away this time.

There was no way he ever wanted to have a child where Astrid wasn’t its mother. This was the perfect solution for them. Two children who needed a loving home and two people who were ready and willing to give them one.

“I love you,” Astrid told Hiccup.

“I love you too,” he grinned. “Mommy.”

She laughed.

This was perfect.

——–

This was a lot better in my head, but I hope you still liked it. As always, feel free to shoot me an ask to write more and/or elaborate and explain something. I’d be happy to do it!