Hey everybody! Hope you all enjoyed this year’s Jackunzel and Mericcup weeks! I certainly did, there were a lot of great stories and gifs, great job everybody!! Anyway, just wanted to let ya’ll know that the two stories I submitted are now on Fanfiction.net (Jack Frost, North of Hopeless & South of Freezing). I think it’s easier to read on there than on Tumblr, but that’s just me. Either way, hope you enjoy(ed) them as much as I did writing them (since they are so much better than last years . . . just saying ^^;)!
MERICCUP WEEK DAY 7:“She is delightfully chaotic; a beautiful mess. Loving her is a splendid adventure.” (Steve Maraboli) I had a wonderful time participating in this years' Mericcup week for the first time!! This fandom is great. The first picture is s colored sketch by ky-jane. The second picture is a colored sketch by uponagraydawn.
This is the first of such occasions in the fandom that I’ve really participated in. I really did have quite a bit of difficulty with the prompts (and I think you can see that in how my contributions dwindled towards the end) but I did enjoy myself a lot. Thank you for all the lovely notes and comments you’ve left me on my stuff. (All of which can be viewed here!) And I got to see so many works by contributors I haven’t known before!! Hopefully the fandom will continue to live. Can’t wait to see more amazing works by you guys <3 sending love to all of the fandom.
(All my fics, including contributions to Jackunzel and Mericcup Week, can be viewed here!)
(I don’t even know in what universe this situation could possibly happen with Hiccup, Merida, Stoick, Valka, Gobber, Fergus and Elinor all together in the dragon den but let me be I just wanted to end Mericcup Week with a cute fluffy fic. It almost feels like their honeymoon actually. Also, I should have mentioned this in my previous contributions, but I’m feeling too lazy to write Merida’s Scottish accent. Exercise your imagination)
“She is delightfully chaotic; a beautiful mess. Loving her is a splendid adventure.” (Steve Maraboli)
“I wish we could just stay here,” she sighed.
Hiccup blinked and looked at her from the corner of his eyes.
“Are you being serious?”
“’Course I am! Look at this place!” She exclaimed, animatedly gesturing at their surroundings.
They were currently sitting on a thick log, in what resembled a room carved out of a cave, a fire crackling before them and sending shadows playing and slipping across the ridged rock walls. Toothless and Cloudjumper lay on the floor behind them, playing some unknown game together with their paws, and both their parents, and Gobber, stood a little distance across the room. The loud, rambunctious laughter of the very large men echoed off the walls, but the two of them remained absorbed in each other’s company.
“I’d have to share you with the dragons,” he frowned.
“You always have,” she teased lightly, stretching out her arms and arching her back. When she was done with her little stretch, she casually slung both her arms around him, nose inches from his jaw, chin resting on his left shoulder and hands on his right.
“But I want my privacy with you, too,” he turned his head in her direction, looking at her through lowered lids. It had meant to sound like a playful whine, but his voice had dropped lower and, with their faces a hair’s breadth apart, a shiver pricked at her spine.
“You’ll live.” She pulled away from him just before he leaned closer, giving him a face full of wild red locks.
“Sometimes I wonder if you love me or the dragons more,” he muttered, raising a hand to drag her hair away from his cheek.
“Was there ever any question?” She smirked.
He gave her a deadpan look.
“Kidding,” she quipped, leaning in to give him a quick kiss on his temple. “Of course I love the dragons more.”
“Hilarious,” he said, but just as he had looped his arm around her waist and turned his head to meet her lips, she jumped up from the log, looking impishly at him.
It was then that he noticed that a song had started among the adults - he recognised it as the courting song of days of old. All of them were singing along in jovial voices, crossing wrists and ankles, spinning, jumping. Toothless could be heard from behind, whining and scratching at the ground.
All of a sudden, he felt himself being yanked off the log, and spun around in circles by none other than Merida Dunbroch.
“You know,” he shouted in half-panic, “the main reason I courted you was because you hated dancing!”
She only stopped their spinning abruptly to laugh raucously; Hiccup felt about to fall over, as if his head was lagging behind the rest of his body. But when he looked over at Merida, holding her stomach breathlessly, eyes crinkled up in a blindingly happy way, bright hair a sprightly mess, the fire casting warm tones on her skin, a big smile of his own crossed his face.
Without warning, he picked her up by the waist and lifted her up in the air in rapid whirls.
When he put her down again, she was giddy with laughter. “Sing!”
And because she was Merida, he did it for her anyway.
To be fair, he wasn’t as bad as Gobber.
To love and kiss, to sweetly hold
For the dancing and the dreaming
Through all life’s sorrows and delights
I’ll keep your laugh inside me
When the Bewilderbeast burst forth from the sea below them, he felt her squeeze her arms around his waist even tighter. His back against her chest, he could feel their heartbeats thumping at a similarly intense tempo, to the rhythm of the heavy beat of wings all around them.
It was as if they were caught in the eye of a hurricane, with the dragons outlining its shape.
Hiccup’s attention snapped away from the impossible number of fish Toothless was snatching up in his mouth, when Merida released her hold around his torso entirely. He turned around halfway to see her, from the corner of his eyes, slinging one leg over Toothless’ back to sit side-saddle.
“Mer,” he said warily, “Merida, what are you -”
In that split second that ensued, she flashed him a wide grin, pushed herself off Toothless, and disappeared beneath his side.
Before the shock could even pump through his head, he felt a rough tug on his hand and found himself falling off with her.
He thought they were going to die. He really did. In that instant of panic, even his knowledge of physics flew out of his head. However, the collective gusts of wind thrust against the flaps on the limbs of his armour and the material of her dress. Miraculously, they found themselves suspended in the air, in the middle of that tornado.
Even in his amazement, instinct prompted him to reach out for Merida’s other hand so that they had a firm hold and were now facing each other.
“You gave me a heart attack!” He yelled across to her.
“The best you will ever have!” She hollered back to him, her face the epitome of thrill.
A fish suddenly rocketed through the hole made by their connected arms, right in front of them, and a recognisable gargle from above told them that Toothless had caught it. They burst into laughter upon seeing each other’s astonished face.
The winds were screaming up past their faces and against them, the cold spray of saltwater raining on them from below, the screeches of dragons all around, the wild blue expanses of sea and sky, between which they were caught, above and below them stretching towards the horizons. It was one of the most bizarre positions they might ever have found themselves in, but it was perfect, because in that moment, he pulled on her hands to close the distance between them, sealing it with a kiss.
I’ll swim and sail the savage seas
With never a fear of drowning
I’d gladly ride the waves of life
If you will marry me!
”I have never known anyone who actually believed that I was enough. Until I met you.”
My most famous quote as an artist, which I shall have engraved on my headstone; “What are backgrounds?” No one got time for that. The week is almost over. Happy Mericcup week!
