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[fishyfishyfishtimes]

in terms of appearance, the tripod fish looks like a bedazzled wahoo. like the wahoo's yassified cousin. i'm not wrong. i know nothing about either of these fish but im not wrong.

Hmm…

Yeah, sure, I can kind of see it! It’s the long pectoral fins pointing straight up that convinced me, not to mention the pelvic fin and caudal fin tripod, of course. Wahoo has such small fins (makes sense as this fish is built for speed), but tripod fish has such big fins!

[ask-viggo-and-dagur]

shlorp shlorp shlorp shlorp *sniff sniff sniff sniff* schlurp *licks* *squeezes viggo* *squeezes viggo* *squeezes viggo* hey hey hey hey guess what

coconuts

have water in them

Viggo, wheezing: Un...hand me! They... they what?

[evilwriter37]

how squishy and soft do you imagine viggo to be? like, not squishy? a little squishy? squishy? extra squishy?

Dude is a little squishy, I think. Like, he's a bigger man. He's gotta have some squish.

[ashleybenlove]

You ever think about how close Macey came to not being a thing?

Also how Macey was traded to Tuffnut by Johann who... just so happened to acquire a random Gronckle Iron mace? Which like- yet another sign that he was a traitor from the very beginning. We know the Hunters had Gronckle Iron. Did he get it from them, did he?

By that point, Berk had some Gronckle Iron but like, they definitely didn't have the exact recipe since it was basically just... dumb luck that Fishlegs and Gobber and Meatlug managed to create the conditions possible for it. And I doubt they would have been trading what little they had, as no one would have wanted to part with it, really. (Gunnar should have gotten to have those earrings...)

So, like, it definitely wasn't like, someone on Berk traded it to Johann and who then, regifts it back to the Berk like a fruitcake.

Definitely agree with your conclusion that he got it from them, since we know he was plotting against Hiccup and gang as far back as Breakneck Bog.

Plus, you know he was probably showing up to their island and being like "Ah, [Whatever that island is called]! My favorite of all the islands I travel to!"

Plus, yeah, the scrap metal in that episode came from Dagur who stole it from the Smothering Smokebreaths, so it tracks that he most likely got Macey from the Hunters.

And it was just shiny enough for Tuff to go gaga over it.

Macey's a rescue like Grump is.

[rocketsecretary-a]

aight this is a really stupid ask, but i must know for serotonin reasons. how would your matori react to seeing something magic or paranormal? im not referring to like ~whOoOo spooky curtain blowing in the wiiiind~ im referring to like "Matori witnesses A Magical Girl TM beat up A Literal Devil TM" levels of paranormal

RANDOM ASKS // ALWAYS ACCEPTING // @lillithkagari

Honestly ????? Matori would think is pretty badass but also ...... why the whole ass costume change? That's such a waste of time !!!! Just whip out the powers, defeat the asshole demon, and go about ur day-

[ask-viggo-and-dagur]

i'm taking the two of you to a fancy restaurant. y'all gotta decide amongst yourselves which one of you is wearing the bluey hoodie and which one is wearing the fish hoodie.

Dagur: I'll take the Bluey hoodie. I don't cum fast.

Viggo: Dagur, I will not allow you to take that hoodie. I last longer than you.

Dagur: No you don't!

Viggo: And how would you know?

Dagur: ...

Viggo: I'm taking the Bluey hoodie.

Dagur, crossing his arms angrily: Fine.

[evilwriter37]

whoops lmao i meant to say

🏳️‍⚧️👻🍫 for viggo

and

👽🖕👗for hiccup

but yeah a giant trans pride flag is also a good ask to receive i suppose

Viggo

Gender headcanon: Agender but in a nonchalant/it-doesn't-matter sort of way

A headcanon about what scares them: Anything that would make him lose control of himself, like drugs and alcohol

A headcanon about food: He doesn't really eat enough. He gets too busy doing things or straight up forgets.

Hiccup

A headcanon about a weird quirk of theirs: He picks at his skin when he's stressed (very neurodivergent thing to do)

A headcanon relating to anger: Hiccup doesn't get angry often, and because of that, when he does get angry, he doesn't know how to channel it or deal with it in a healthy manner.

A headcanon about their clothes: Hiccup wears so many belts and straps and layers because he's afraid of people trying to strip him without his consent.

And the trans pride flag was great. Made all of the Dragon Riders anything but cis.

[evilwriter37]

hehehehehe vigcup 36

I enjoyed writing this one so much! Thank you!

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Rated: explicit

Warnings: past rape/noncon, ptsd, panic attacks

Pairings: Viggo/Hiccup

Word Count: 772

Summary: Hiccup has a panic attack while having sex with Viggo, and doesn't understand what is going on. Viggo does his best to take care of him.

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The pounding in his body was suddenly not so sweet anymore. Hiccup gasped, tried to twist out of Viggo's grip.

Viggo stopped what he was doing as Hiccup was still panting. It suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe. His chest hurt, and tears stung at his eyes.

"O-off," Hiccup spluttered.

Viggo, looking confused and concerned, listened. He pulled out of Hiccup and straightened instead of leaning over him.

They'd been having sex, Hiccup underneath Viggo on his back. His legs had been wrapped around his waist, but were now loose around him. Hiccup was gripping at the furs underneath him, and there was a glassy look in his eyes.

"Hiccup?"

He could barely hear Viggo's voice.

"Darling, what's the matter? Have I hurt you? Please talk to me."

Hiccup pulled in a huge breath through his aching throat and lungs. He didn't know what to say, how to explain what he was feeling. He didn't even really know himself what was going on, just that he felt panicky and like the world was about to end.

It had started with the feeling of Viggo inside him though, a feeling that he'd known before. This, however, had never happened before.

But instead of thinking about Viggo, his mind was going to someone else... to Dagur. He'd...

Hiccup didn't want to think it, but his mind was running it through like some sort of sick play he had to watch; he didn't feel connected to his body.

Viggo laid beside Hiccup.

"Is it alright if I touch you?"

Hiccup shook his head.

And so Viggo didn't touch him. He just laid there, brow furrowed, eyes wide with concern. Hiccup couldn't breathe.

Thoughts racing, images running through his head, Hiccup closed his eyes, tried to ground himself with the things around him. He could feel the furs underneath his fingers, soft; Viggo's scent, strong and heavy; the residual pleasure in his core of what they'd been doing, a pleasant burning.

Eventually, Hiccup was able to pull himself free from the grips of panic, and his breathing began to even out. He felt lightheaded, like the world was spinning.

Hiccup didn't know how long it took, but eventually, he was able to speak.

"S-sorry."

"For what?"

"For... stopping," Hiccup got out.

"Hiccup, I just want to know what happened," Viggo told him. "I want to make sure I didn't hurt you."

"Y-you didn't." Hiccup said. He briefly met his gaze, but then got uncomfortable, looked past his shoulder and at the wall. "Someone else..." He didn't know how to say this. He'd never told anyone what Dagur had done to him.

Viggo didn't press, as he seemed to understand. He just nodded in understanding.

"Who breached your consent?"

Hiccup said nothing. Viggo had a vengeance that could make lava look cold. If he told him that it was Dagur, his ally and even friend now... He didn't want to think about the consequences.

"It's okay," Hiccup croaked. He wiped at his eyes. "I'm okay."

Viggo sighed. "It is alright if you do not wish to tell me." Hiccup met his gaze again, and his heart melted at the endearing look he was giving him. Freya, he loved this man.

"May I touch you now?" Viggo asked. "We don't have to continue. I only wish to hold you."

Hiccup nodded. He figured he would feel safe in Viggo's arms. Besides, whatever had just happened was over now. 

He rolled onto his side facing Viggo, letting him wrap his big arms around him and run fingers into his hair. Hiccup pressed his nose against his neck, inhaling deeply, loving the feeling of his chest moving against his own.

And he did feel safe. Viggo's embrace was warm and strong and comforting. He felt like nothing in the world could ever hurt him while he was in his arms.

Viggo still had a bit of an erection, and that made Hiccup feel slightly guilty. He knew how uncomfortable that could be sometimes, how frustrating it was when your partner was right next to you, wrapped up in you, naked.

"We can still--"

"No," Viggo said. "Perhaps another time, we'll finish what we started." There was a slight smirk in his words, but then the smile dropped. "Your comfort is far more important to me than sex, my dear Hiccup."

And that right there was what made Hiccup feel safe. Viggo would never "breach his consent", as he'd so eloquently put it. He hadn't, and that wasn't about to change.

Breathing deeply, Hiccup hugged him harder.

"Thank you."

"Anything for you, my dear." Viggo kissed his forehead, and Hiccup smiled.