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My nadder's smaller than the average grown nadders yups. So is the terror compared to the other terrors
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Remembered I can just ignore some of their canon heights and do my own shit
My nadder's smaller than the average grown nadders yups. So is the terror compared to the other terrors
Still no new art because. My head hurts
Would you drop some demisexual Astrid headcanons?
OH BOY WOULD I
Alright SO. I feel like Astrid, much like the rest of her tribe, was always disappointed that they got Hiccup as an heir. At first. Until he starts doing well in dragon training, and he starts sneaking off, and she can always see the gears turning in his brain, and that's when she realizes the heir to Stoick the Vast might actually have a very very real shot at succeeding on day. So she starts to follow him, and we all know the story from there.
I always imagined the kisses she gives him in the first movie, the first one after the romantic first flight on Toothless and the second after he wakes up from defeating the Red Death, were a sentiment to how she's come to love his mind. Astrid is a warrior through and through, so physical strength is almost a given in Viking culture. But Hiccup has a strength of the mind that she can't help but be drawn to; it's different, it's refreshing. It gave him a way to command his peers through the battle with a different outlook, one that focused on weighing their individual strengths to overcome rather than just brute force. And in her opinion, only someone with that strength of mind would ever consider befriending the enemy to solve a centuries-long rivalry. And it WORKED. And it was beautiful. And she couldn't wait to see how that kind of mind would reshape her tribe for the better.
Now. RTTE. The SLOWBURN. Hiccup is away from his element, and his mind can really shine out there with no one else to lead them. They all truly have to rely on Hiccup for the first time in their lives, and in Astrid's opinion, he could not have delivered better. She sees him think his way through every obstacle that they face, ensuring his friends' safety and the safety of their dragons, ensuring the comfort of the creatures they can't imagine living without, taking it all in stride, and Astrid is head over heels. And that terrifies her. Because never once in her life has she ever imagined herself with another person. She was a warrior first and foremost, training was always the focus. She never stopped to think about what a life intertwined with another person would be like, because frankly, it was hard enough just to make sure she survived to adulthood. But now she found herself all but glued to Hiccup's side, loving his company, wanting to hear everything that beautiful mind had to say.
And then we get to Blindsided. Not only is Hiccup smart and focused and logical, but he's also kind and gentle and soft. He's all those things FOR HER. And Astrid sees that immediately. She had always been so focused on her sight, and once it's taken away she's forced to focus on her other senses. The slight hint of smoke and singed clothes from the forge, the feel of his rough and calloused hands gentle guiding her on her arms, the worried timber in his voice that he's trying so hard to hide, the firm grip on her waist as he held her onto Toothless's back, the earnest and confident way he says "There will always be a Hiccup and Astrid" that makes her heart flutter, the hot taste of his breath on her tongue as he leaned in to kiss her before the Triple Strike interrupted. She knew she loved his mind, but the whole experience awakened a need in her that she had never experienced before, something she didn't quite understand. Not until the bandages were slowly removed from her eyes, and her pupils adjusted to the harsh light. And there he was, standing before her with a gentle and hopeful smile, eyes full of adoration and longing. She needed HIM, she needed ALL of him, she needed him and no one but him by her side for the rest of her life. "Astrid, are you...?"
"Looking at you? Seems like it." Oh, she was looking at him alright. Suddenly she could see it. She could see all of it. She could understand the looks her parents shared, the way they always had their hands on each other and the small smiled they exchanged at the simplest little things, things that seemed so insignificant to Astrid before. But now? Now she wanted nothing to more than to have something like that for herself, and no one would fill that desire unless it was Hiccup. She didn't want any of the snide remarks or teasing or not-so-thinly-veiled advances that Snotlout gave her. She wanted the gentle, thoughtful, longing, LOVING glances and words that came from Hiccup. Never once did she want some "strong man" protecting her for the rest of her life, but now she wanted nothing more than to fight alongside the brilliant mind of Hiccup Haddock as the equal she knew he believed her to be.
And the RELIEF that flooded his face at hearing that she was healed, oh it only made it worse. All he wanted was for her to be safe, and happy, and healthy, (and loved, her mind suggested) and she couldn't help standing out of her chair and embracing him. Yes, he hesitated for just a split second, but once his arms wrapped around her they were strong and warm and Astrid prayed he would never let her go.
And then... Her lips tingled all day remembering his breath on them. She had been startled when it happened, but now... Suddenly... She DESPERATELY wanted to know what it would have felt like if he had closed the distance, if the Triple Strike had been just a few minutes behind. She remembered the weight of his body crashing into her, the protective hold he had when he twisted through the air so she would land on top of him instead of the other way around. Her whole body trembled at the thought of laying there on the ground wrapped in his arms, and she didn't know what to do with that feeling. But later, when Hiccup finally, FINALLY kissed her, she knew exactly what to do with that feeling.
She was TERRIFIED. She was in uncharted territory. But that was okay, as long as Hiccup was there to draw the map with her.
.....So yeah, I hc Astrid is demisexual. Just a minor hc. no big deal. I have other thoughts, especially about the episode where Astrid gets jealous of the outwardly affection of Dagur/Mala because she never knew she wanted anything like that until then, but um... *looks back up* this is quite the long answer already hahahahaha oops sorry (not sorry)