May 20
Tuff and ruff are geniuses but just love/thrive off of chaos and im so here for it
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Tuff and ruff are geniuses but just love/thrive off of chaos and im so here for it
fucking killing me that they put her helmet on over the sack 😭😭
yk what I really don't fucking like Astrid especially in 2x8 why is she being such a jerk to ruff that's my beautiful queen (and also tuff who's a bit of a court jester)
"what am i supposed to do with you two!!"
"Well you can start by being kind" I mean yeah ruff she could you kinda right
Title: The Stripes of Troublemakers
It was a typical Monday morning at Dragon’s Edge High School, the kind that beckoned the dreaded sounds of the first bell echoing through the hallways. Students shuffled in with a mix of enthusiasm and reluctance, clutching books, lunchboxes, and the occasional pet—though only one of those overshadowed the rest with pure, ridiculous charm. Tuffnut, his eternal grin plastered across his face, marched into homeroom with his beloved pet chicken nestled under his arm.
“Hello ladies and gentlemen! It is Tuffnut…” he boomed, as he hopped in front of their classmates, gesturing dramatically with his free hand.
“...and Ruffnut!” she chimed in, catching up with her brother, her own wild curls bouncing with the energy of a firecracker.
“And Chicken!” Tuffnut finished, holding up his feathery pet as if Chicken were a revered trophy.
Chicken clucked happily, oblivious to the undercurrents of chaos that loomed in the air.
“Entertainment live!” Tuffnut announced. The mischievous glint in his eye could mean only one thing—trouble was brewing.
Their teacher, Ms. Mumblehorn, stood at the front of the class, arms crossed and evident irritation etched across her face. “Hey! I already told you two, you can’t bring that chicken to school!”
Unfazed, Tuffnut exchanged a conspiratorial glance with his twin. The faint snickers from their classmates only egged them on. With a swift motion, Tuffnut dimmed the lights using the classroom's projector remote, plunging the room into a half-lit stage for their production.
“Hit it, Chicken!” Tuffnut commanded, and with that, he struck a pose reminiscent of a rock star, while Ruffnut pulled out her phone, ready to film their impromptu performance.
“Hey, Ms. Mumblehorn!” they shouted in unison, and without missing a beat, they began their outlandish song.
“Ohhh, look at that sweater, it’s a striped catastrophe! Red and yellow, green and blue—who dressed you? It’s a mystery!”
“Oh, Ms. Mumblehorn, you’re looking rather bold, In that swirling piece of fabric, you’re a sight to behold. You look like a rainbow that got stuck in a chair, Who knew stripes could be such a terrifying affair!*”
Their voices rose higher, harmonizing with Chicken’s clucks as they pranced around the classroom like tangled windup toys.
“We just want to gently say, That you’ve got style, but not today! Love those stripes, they make us grin, But next time, let’s just go with skin!”
Laughing uproariously, Snotlout was nearly rolling on the floor, tears streaming from his eyes. Fishlegs shifted uncomfortably in his seat, glancing nervously at Ms. Mumblehorn, who looked like she was about to explode. Astrid, usually the epitome of controlled composure, glared at them as if willing fire to shoot out of her eyes. Hiccup, in his usual diplomatic mode, sat bent over his desk, clutching his pencil as he prayed to Thor that the lightning of reprimand wouldn’t strike him down for just witnessing the madness.
“Hey!” Ms. Mumblehorn’s voice finally rose above the commotion, cutting through their musical ruckus like a hot knife through butter. “That’s enough!”
The twins froze, Chicken staring wide-eyed at their furious teacher. The lights flicked back on, revealing the aftermath of their chaotic performance.
Tuffnut and Ruffnut exchanged sly, mischievous glances as they prepared for the inevitable fallout.
“But Ms. Mumblehorn,” Tuffnut began, “we were just displaying theatrical talents! You should appreciate art in all its forms!”
“Art? Are you kidding me?” she stammered. “This is not ‘art.’ It’s disruption!”
“Disruption is a form of art!” Ruffnut argued back, flipping her hair over her shoulder.
“Now you’ve gone and insulted my sweater!” Ms. Mumblehorn fumed.
Chicken, sensing the escalating tension, clucked nervously. The rest of the class held their breath, waiting for the verdict.
“I’m going to call the principal,” she snapped, pointing a steady finger at them. “You two can explain yourselves!”
As the classroom erupted into whispers, Tuffnut and Ruffnut exchanged looks of comically exaggerated shock, while the others failed to suppress their giggles.
“On the bright side,” Tuffnut grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief, “at least we’ll be legendary for this one!”
Ruffnut smirked, “And our next performance can be about the principles of not crossing the line!”
As Ms. Mumblehorn stormed out to seek the principal, Tuffnut leaned close to Chicken and whispered conspiratorially, “Looks like we’ll have plenty of time to work on our next big hit!”
With a cluck of agreement, Chicken appeared ready for the next grand adventure, proving once again that in the amusing chaos of high school, laughter was the ultimate soundtrack—regardless of the stripes.
Oh and they managed to totally mischaracterize Ruffnut, like yeah the twins dynamics is being silly, comical and a little dumb
BUT NOT DUMB ENOUGH TO MAKE RUFFNUT NOT LOOK BACK TO CHECK IF SHE'S BEING FOLLOWED AFTER THAT FUCKING ASS OF A VILLAIN LET HER GO ugh like c'mon dude she would totally not do that and say "I never look back" when they ask if she was followed
Like wow yeah this was used to make the way to the final fight but ???? I just cannot understand why they did that with my girl
Ruffnut? This Ruffnut:
Ruffnut “take your best shot” Thorston? Led a villain right to them cause she… *checks ask again* …simply didn’t bother looking back after being let go by an enemy?
(I understand people have said they ignored the shows entirely when they made the third movie (which annoys me) but still!!)
What the hell did they do to my girl. Free her
I Started another fic! I KNOW! BUT I've been hyperfixating on httyd for years(since it came out, like childhood fixation to adulthood fixation) I just got the courage to post fics now so things maybe will be updated randomly its always how I feel lol. But it is the fandom i always come back to, and always on my mind regardless of where I'm at.
Anyway! The fic!
Its About Ruffnut!
The Title! DRAGONS: FAR AND FEW.
Summary:
Ruffnut is All alone.
Drago destroyed Berk, Her home. He Killed people She loved. He Captured Her Friends, her Twin, Her Family. He Left with all the Dragons, Her Dragon. And she only got away by her teeth.
Its like her world has fallen apart. And she's the only one that can do anything about it.
And the Link to the fic:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Anyway thank you for reading the post!
I'm actually gonna crash out 😡😡
This kid in my class was talking to me and I didn't hear what he said, so a said "pardon?" and he was like "PARDON?!?! IT'S NOT THE EIGHTEEN HUNDREDS!!!!!!!"
Mate, I AM ABOUT TO SEND YOUR ASS TO THE EIGHTEEN HUNDREDS!!!!!! JUST TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK YOU SAID!!!!!!
And a while later, I said that he looks like Fishlegs, and he said I look like Ruffnut. RUFFNUT?! BITCH, FIRST OF ALL: I wish. AND SECOND OF ALL: MY HAIR ISN'T BLONDE!!!!! IT'S BROWN!!!!!! Fjdjsjsiskeoejjsjejehdfh
Anyways, enjoy this:
Part 4 except they're almost all Dagur or Snotlout because they're my favorites😅
Please don't reblog with any ship names that aren't listed within my tags, ty!