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ShipMistress' Fourth Wing Masterpost

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Home (AO3)

Xaden/Violet -- t-rated

After months of separation, Violet and Xaden meet again when they least expect it. Just a short ficlet based on a kissing prompt from Tumblr.

In Control (AO3)

Xaden/Violet -- E-rated -- D/s dynamics

“Don’t lie to me, Violence,” he murmurs as he tugs a strand of hair back into my loose braid. “This only works if you’re completely honest about how you feel, with me but also with yourself.” Once, Xaden didn't want Violet to take a look into his armoire, and she joked that she already knew all of his clothes. Little did she know about what he really kept hidden there. Further down their relationship, Xaden eventually shows her his collection of sex toys and bondage gear, and Violet is more than just a little intrigued. But... she brave enough to give up control?

“I don’t want to think.” (AO3)

Xaden/Violet -- E-rated

In the days after the events of Fourth Wing, Xaden suffers an intense kind of longing he never knew before as Violet refuses to talk to him. But as it seems, she can't stay away from him forever, either.

A Soft Reunion (AO3)

Xaden/Violet -- E-rated

After spending months infiltrating Basgiath, Violet returns to Aretia, to Xaden, only to find that he's been attacked by venin and has been unconscious for days.

Kinktober collection

Not Playing Fair (AO3)

Xaden/Violet -- E-rated

Xaden uses his shadow powers to tease Violet until neither of them can resist the temptation anymore.

Leather-clad Temptation (AO3)

Xaden/Violet -- E-rated

One day, Violet Sorrengail will be the death of me. But maybe, if death comes in thigh-high boots then it might not be such a bad thing.

Little Kitten (AO3)

Xaden/Violet -- E-rated

Sometimes, Violet needs her head to stop thinking and stop going in circles. Luckily, Xaden provided her with just the perfect way to accomplish that.

Part of our "Us" (AO3) (Tumblr)

Violet/Liam/Xaden -- E-rated

“Look, Liam. Obviously, I’m not here as your Wingleader. This is not an order. It’s not even a request. It’s an offer and nothing more. If you’re interested, great. If not, no hard feelings. It’s entirely up to you.” Yeah, right. I scoff. As if he can invite me to a fucking threesome and think it wouldn’t change anything between us. Back when living in Tirvainne, Xaden and Liam were closer than anyone knows or even guesses. Now at Basgiath, Liam isn't sure what to expect when Xaden invites him to a threesome with Violet. It's not that much different from what they used to do--except maybe that Liam's feelings for both of them grew far beyond friendship by now. In which Liam slowly learns to overcome his insecurities--and maybe finds more than just hot sex.

Stranger In The Woods (AO3) (Tumblr)

Xaden/Violet - E-rated

What if Tyrrendor's rebellion was successful? What if Xaden became a Gryphon flier instead of a Dragon rider? What if the bond that tethered Violet and him together still existed? Sometimes, the attraction one feels toward a stranger-an enemy even-can be too strong to resist. Or... is it all just a game?

An Unconventional Solution (AO3)

Violet/Tairn - E-rated

To keep her promise to Liam, Violet has to return to Basgiath, the one place Xaden, marked as a traitor and enemy #1, can't follow. But how can they pull that off without straining the bonds between them and their dragons? Tairn offers a solution--albeit a rather unconventional one...

How To Make It Fit (AO3) (Tumblr)

Violet/Liam/Xaden - E-rated

Continuation of Part of our "Us". Liam followed Xaden's and Violet's invitation to join them for a threesome. He's not so sure Violet can actually take both his and Xaden's cock at the same time, but if it's what she wants... He surely won't go and tell her what she can or can't do.

Intense (AO3)

Xaden/Violet - E-rated - Rape/Non-con elements /cnc

Violet wants to try something new, and even though Xaden is hesitant, he agrees… In the dark of the night, Violet gets kidnapped by a masked stranger, drugged, and brought to an unused storage cellar. Will she be able to hold out until rescue comes or will he break her having his way with her?

Teasing With Serious Consequences (AO3) (Tumblr)

Xaden/Violer - E-rated

Violet is set on getting Xaden to fuck her, no matter how much she has to tease him before he snaps.

Making Up For Missed Opportunities (AO3) (Tumblr)

Xaden/Liam - E-rated

After the night Liam spent with Xaden and Violet, he wonders whether he'd enjoy getting Dominated by Xaden, too. Xaden promises him nothing short of the best orgasm of his life.

An Entertaining Inconvenience (AO3) (Tumblr)

Xaden/Violet - E-rated

When a leadership meeting interrupts Xaden and Violet in the middle of their fun, Violet comes up with a creative idea to make the best of the situation. And the best it is, insane, daring, and just... incredibly hot. Xaden learns a new thing or two. One, a few new tricks he can do with his shadows, and two, how much unresolved tension he can take before he cracks.

Easing Tension And Worries (AO3) (Tumblr)

Violet/Liam - E-rated

After the night they spent together as three and the one Liam spent with Xaden, the sexual tension between Liam and Violet grows stronger with every day. Something has to give, and soon. But will he finally be able to accept that they want him for more than just sex?

Serious Consequences (AO3) (Tumblr)

Violet/Xaden - E-rated

This is the continuation of "Teasing With Serious Consequences" (obviously, haha, I think I'm being funny 😁). After teasing Xaden all day, Violet might push her luck a little too far. Although, given how much she enjoys her 'punishment', that might not be such a bad thing.

The Betrayed God (AO3)

Violet/Xaden -- Violet/Malek T-rated

The legends talk about three brothers and about oneof them betraying them all. But that is only half of the story. The darker half is yet to be told. Setup for a story in which Xaden is Malek trapped in a human body and Violet his lost bride.

Some Things Will Never Change (AO3) (Tumblr)

Violet/Xaden - T-rated

Just a soft morning, years after the events of the books.

My Kingdom. My Throne. My Queen. (AO3) (Tumblr)

Violet/Xaden - M-rated

What if venin didn't exist and the only problems Xaden and Violet had to deal with were normal ones? After winning Tyrrendor's independence, the Assembly forces Xaden to make a difficult choice. But even though the Assembly doesn't want to see it, it's Violet's choice, too.

Nothing to Hide (AO3) (Tumblr)

Violet/Liam/Xaden - T-rated

It's Liam’s birthday. And Violet and Xaden have their own idea of giving him a birthday gift. After all, they have nothing to hide. Or: The triad kissing meme turned into a fic. 😊

For whatever it's worth (AO3) (Tumblr)

Liam/Xaden - E-rated

The morning after the night Liam spent with Xaden and letting him Dominate him. Now, Xaden finally has his mind clear enough to examine his feelings. And he's done holding them back.

What's a Threeps (AO3)

Violet/Liam/Xaden - M-rated

Liam survived Resson and everyone celebrates after graduation. Xaden still has to leave for Samara, though, but at least that gives them the weekends to look forward to. A short written for the rq-discord's challenge prompt.

I don't believe in the Gods anymore (AO3)

Xaden/Violet - T-rated

After another too-short night, Xaden has to leave for another patrol. This is just some andom short because I felt crying, okay?

Made to Order (AO3) (Tumblr)

Xaden/Violet - T-rated

Xaden Riorson owns a bakery specialised on wedding cakes. He's good at his job, always has an eye for details and with a sixth sense for what it is his customers are looking for. But when a woman clearly not happy with the upcoming wedding breeezes into his shop (and his life) he has a hard time staying professional.

Fool me once... - A 'Made to Order' story (AO3) (Tumblr)

Xaden/Violet - M-rated

Six months have passed since 'the wedding'. Violet and Xaden are happy together, have grown into their relationship, and are about to take the next step. Then another formal even brings back bad memories for Violet, and she finally confides into Xaden about what happened all those months ago.

Drunk on You - A 'Made to Order' story (AO3) (Tumblr)

Xaden/Violet - M-rated

Violet and Xaden spend the night after the wedding together, and there's a lot of pent-up longing to work through. -- This story takes place directly after the end of the main story. I recommend reading the precious parts of the series before this one, but I guess it's not strictly neccessary. Violet and Xaden spend the night after the wedding together, and there's a lot of pent-up longing to work through. -- This story takes place directly after the end of the main story. I recommend reading the precious parts of the series before this one, but I guess it's not strictly neccessary.

It Was Never Supposed To Be (AO3) (Tumblr)

Imogen/Dain - T-rated

Dain and Imogen are more than just squadmates. Their first months, challenges, the gauntlet, and threshing made a spark develop between them, one neither of them can resist. But when Dain's signet develops in a moment of intimacy and he sees a memory he shouldn't have seen, Imogen is left with only one choice. Kill the man who is slowly becoming more than just a friend to her, or everything is lost. Or… is there an alternative?

Here to Stay (AO3) (Tumblr)

Xaden/Violet - (so far) t-rated

It's the morning after the wedding. Xaden and Violet have breakfast with Liam and they're all just adorable together. This is part of my 'Riorson Bakery for Wedding Cakes' series. And while this probably could be read on its own, I think it makes more sense if you've read the other parts first.

Not One Of Them -- Riogail Edition (AO3)

Xaden/Violet -- M-rated

He is a playboy who can have every girl he wants. She is his best friend. ... What could go wrong? _______________________ This is a Riorgail-themed Modern AU, inspired by Taylor Swift's album 'reputation'. Subtitle: Everybody is stupid!

Kraken Panik (AO3) (Tumblr)

Xaden/Violet -- E-rated -- Monsterfucking

During an outing to the beach with his friends, Xaden encounters a strange woman. She's intriguing, and not just because of her pretty silver-tipped hair. There's just something about her. Something that's... captivating in more ways than he anticipated.

Virtually Tame Xtra Snuggles (AO3) (Tumblr)

Violet/Tairn/Xaden/Sgaeyl -- E-rated -- Poly Monsterfucking

“No other dragon, the mating bond is too sacred for that. But there’s another option.” Tairn’s tail moves behind me, gently pushing me closer to him again. “Another bond that’s equally sacred.” *** When leadership gives the order that Violet and Xaden only get leave every two months, the strain that puts on their dragons quickly becomes more than they all can bear. Good thing that there’s a backup plan—which might end up as far more than just a temporary arrangement.

"Please, don't kill him." (AO3) (Tumblr)

Violet/Xaden -- T/M-rated --Angst

Violet and Xaden tried to keep him having turned venin a secret. But after a tragic accident, the truth is out for everyone to see. And Violet's (former?) friends are not sympathetic of her lies. What will they do with Xaden, now that they know what he is?

Best of Times - a "Made to Order" Story (AO3) (Tumblr)

Liam Mairi -- E-rated -- Smut

Just ace Liam Mairi having a great time with his toys. 😏

Blueberries & Chocolate Chips (AO3) (Tumblr) (1 -- 2 -- 3 -- 4 -- 5 -- 6 -- 7 -- 8 -- 9 -- 10 -- 11 -- 12 -- 13 -- 14 -- 15 -- 16 -- 17)

Violet/Xaden -- M-rated -- Modern AU, Plot with Porn

Violet hadn't felt like partying after just dumping her ex for cheating on her. But maybe Rhiannon had been right. Maybe going out to celebrate Liam's birthday hadn't been such a bad idea. After all, if she'd stayed home that night…none of this would have happened.

Accountancy (AO3)

Violiaden -- T-rated -- fluff

Just a fluffy snapshot from an everyday evening at Riorson House.

Cleaning Duties (AO3)

Original Riorgail/Violiaden kids -- G-rated -- crack

Isabella Riorson is happy that she finally made it into the riders quadrant. She just didn't expect that she'd end up tasked with cleaning duties of all things.

First Letter to Aunt Mira (AO3)

Mira/Syrena/Drake -- M-rated -- fluff/crack

Violiaden's son Finn wrote his first letters as a fresh second year. His aunt Mira and her partners enjoy gossiping about the news from Basgiath, laughing about the shenanigans with his signet, bitching about his new wingleader, and cheering on their niece Isabella when they hear about how she beat up her childhood bully crush (?)

Reciprocating (AO3) (Tumblr)

Riorgail -- E-rated -- smut

After Xaden went down on Violet on Tyrrendor's throne, Violet said she doesn't like not reciprocating. So here is was might have happened later that night when Violet returned to their room. Contribution to Riorgail Week 2025, Day 4: Jealousy

Yes, Professor (AO3) (Tumblr)

Riorgail -- E-rated -- smut

When Professor Riorson calls Violet to his office because he's displeased with her homework, she knows she's in trouble. It's just not the kind of trouble the other studens around her expect. 😏 Contribution to Riorgail Week 2025, Day 1: Professor

Peace Negotioations (AO3)

Riorgail -- E-rated -- non-con -- smut

Crown Prince Xaden of Tyrrendor and his entourage spend a night of pleasures with the soon-to-be-king Halden of Navarre. To build ties between the two kingdoms, so that there finally may be lasting peace between the two rivalling kingdoms. Vein as he is, Halden spared no efforts to impress his royal guests. Food, drinks, and the jewels of his collection, the finest concubines from his harem. To bad (for him) that the Tyrrish delegation came with a detailed plan. To build Ties. For lasting Peace.

What happens at a Frat Party... (AO3)

Riorgail(+) -- E-rated -- non-con -- smut

Violet is having the time of her life at one of those infamous frat parties. Music, drinks, laughter, dancing-everything is perfect. Especially when she bumps into the most beautiful man she's ever met, and through some miracle he's interested in her, too. But maybe-just maybe-following him to one of the rooms upstairs for some private fun hasn't been such a good idea, after all...

Worthless (AO3)

VioJack -- E-rated -- dub-con -- smut

Violet has always struggled with her sense of self-worth. But ever since she was forced to join the Riders Quadrant, all her weaknesses are highlighted, and nothing she does ever feels good enough. All her friends try to cheer her up and assure her that she's doing great, but it all feels just fake to Violet. So when one person finally puts all her thoughts and feelings into words? How could she not feel drawn to him? How could she not yield to Jack when he calls her what she always knew she was: Worthless.

* Noble Intentions (AO3) (Tumblr)

Violiaden -- E-rated -- smut -- now finished

When Xaden sends Violet away after their first kiss in the snow, horny and rejected, there is only one place she wants to go instead. Liam's bedroom.

* Shades of Silence (AO3) (Tumblr)

Xadeil -- M-rated -- pre-canon, feels.

Xaden once told Violet that he'd never fucked a first year, not even when he was one. And he hadn't been lying. Because in the night before Xaden, Garrick, and their friends crossed the parapet, none of them were even cadets yet. But when he meets up with all his friends after three years of forced separation, many emotions and memories resurface that he'd thought buried deep in the past. And many things happened during those three years that might have changed who they are forever.

* Tyrrish Kissing (AO3) (Tumblr)

Riorgail -- T-rated -- fluff and banter

Xaden told her to ask him anything. But how is Violet supposed to know what there is to ask? Well, when Ridoc plants a question in her mind, at least that problem is solved--even as the answer might be more than she expected.

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The Power of Vanilla Rum

Wrote this because of @shipmistress9 Hiccstrid Week 2020 and because I wanted to :) ♥

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Sometimes confessions don’t go the way you always imagined them to.

Crossposted on ao3 and ff.net

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The music was piercing through Hiccup’s ears, the bass reverberating in his chest, and the choice of song was a big mystery to him.

The only reason he’d agreed to come to this party was currently chugging half a bottle of vanilla rum in one go, the kind that slowly sneaked up on you, then suddenly made a fog bomb explode in your brain and turn your stomach upside down. He shuddered. Never again, he vowed to himself, not for the first time.

Despite his personal beef with the drink in her hand, everything else about her was captivating. It was in the way she held herself, it was in her laugh, in the way her hair floated around her with every move she made. Someone shouted something at her over the music and he swallowed hard when her eyes crinkled and the sound of her laughter triumphed over the music.

He took a deep, shaky breath when she spun around and her dress flowed with the motion, lighthearted and carefree. She spotted him and waved before heading his way.

“Hey, Astrid. I see you made a new friend.” He pointed at the empty bottle in her hand.

She stuck out her tongue at him, her eyes a little unfocused, as she put the bottle on a nearby table with more force than necessary. He supposed the fog bomb was already leaking.

“You.” She poked a finger to his chest.

“What about me?”

„I love how puberty hit you so hard.”

“Huh?” He leaned in closer, because he didn’t really understand what she was saying.

She poked him again, this time in the jaw. “It hit you so hard, like… So hard, you know?” Tilting her head, she raised her eyebrows at him, as if whatever message she was trying to get across was supposed to be obvious and she wondered why he hadn’t instantly got it. “It hit you so hard that– that it extended to me and made me fall.” She poked him again. “For you. That’s how hard it hit.”

His heart stopped and he frowned, not quite believing he’d heard her right. The music was way too loud. “Do you know what you’re saying right now?”

Instead of answering, she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss, sloppy and open-mouthed. After a moment of surprise, he gently pushed her off him, holding her steady as she started tumbling to the side.

“Astrid, you’re very drunk.”

She tried to pull him in again and even when inebriated, she was a lot stronger than him, making it a struggle to repeatedly push her away.

“But I want you,” she slurred and made another attempt to kiss him.

“No,” he said in a firm voice while feeling everything but. “We can talk about this tomorrow, when you’re not under the influence of alcohol.” He looked her dead in the eye, making sure he had her full attention, or rather as much attention as she was capable of paying right now. “Okay?”

Pouting, she grumbled a bit, but then she nodded. “Okay…” Hiccup sighed and watched her teeter away, throwing her arms around a friend she’d spotted in the crowd.

This was not how he’d always imagined this to go, if it ever happened at all. But what dream could possibly become perfectly true?

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The sunlight that hit Astrid’s face when she squinted her eyes open wasn’t even the worst part of waking up hungover. It was the nausea welling up the moment she shifted in her bed to get into a more comfortable position.

She froze, closing her eyes and breathing as calmly as possible against the urge to hurl the contents of her stomach all over her sheets. But even that could only do so much. Her entire body screamed in protest when she scrambled out of bed to get to the bathroom, fearing she might not make it in time. Luckily, she found a bucket right next to her nightstand.

Everything was spinning as she knelt on the floor of her room, vomiting into the bucket. She didn’t dare to move when the first wave of nausea ebbed away, leaving her with aching limbs and a heavy head that she leaned on the edge of the bucket. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on keeping her stomach calm. She could hear her pulse inside her skull. The plastic would surely leave a mark on her forehead.

When the next wave hit her, she regretted everything that had led to her agreeing to go to that stupid party last night. Why had she done that in the first place? Hadn’t she learned from her mistakes in the past? Apparently not.

Instead, she’d drunk too much again, resulting in her pathetically filling this bucket with a mix of stomach acid and the fries she’d eaten only hours ago, not to mention the excess of unhealthy liquid she’d bothered her poor system with.

Something in the back of her mind puzzled her for a moment and she lifted her head to peer at the bucket. When had she put this here? And where had the water bottle and box of aspirin on her nightstand come from? And how had she been able to put the charger in her phone? She couldn’t even remember how she’d made it home in the first place.

From somewhere in the apartment, she heard a clattering sound, and the answer came to her in an instant. Of course, she had the best school friend turned roommate turned best friend turned crush in the world. She felt the corners of her mouth quiver into a smile that died the moment her brain decided to remind her of what she’d done last night.

“Oh, no…” she moaned while bits and pieces came back to her, assembling the memories that brought up a whole other kind of nausea. Or maybe it was just regular nausea, because a few seconds later, hot and cold shivers ran down her spine and she threw up again.

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It was late in the afternoon when she shuffled into the kitchen to get herself something to eat, maybe some dry crackers or a small bowl of broth, although even the thought of solid food made her queasy.

Hiccup was sitting at the table, reading glasses balanced crookedly on his nose, as he typed away on his laptop. She was sure he hadn’t had much to drink last night, but he looked like he’d not slept a wink. There were bags under his eyes and he was resting his chin on his hand. He looked up when she entered.

“Look who rose from the grave,” he teased, earning himself a glare before she turned her back to him to rummage through the cabinets. She could feel his eyes boring into her and her cheeks started to feel hot under his gaze. Biting her lip, she fumbled with a box of zwieback, dragging out the moment she had to face him again.

“Did I really do that last night?” she jumped right in, hating the insecurity that had the nerve to sneak into her voice.

“Which part?” he hesitantly asked after a moment of silence.

She gulped. “You know what I mean.”

He didn’t say anything at first, the silence in the kitchen stretching on, only interrupted by the ticking of the clock every second and the rustling of the zwieback box she kept nervously toying with.

“Were you serious?”

She tentatively turned around, biscuit crumbling in her hand. He was regarding her carefully, eyes open and honest, his entire posture guarded but almost hopeful, if she wasn’t kidding herself here. But she took pride in being the one who knew him better than he did himself, and she had seen this expression on him before.

“Yes,” she said resolutely. The zwieback broke in her tense grip, crumbs littering the floor.

“About all of it?” She nodded. “How–“ he cleared his throat, “how long have you been feeling this way?”

Still not giving in to the instinct to turn away, brush it off and make everything go back to the way it used to be, she held his gaze. “First year of uni.”

As he gaped at her, she could see his mind run the calculations and process the implications, his eyes posing as giant round portals to his soul.

“Well,” he breathed and averted his gaze, rubbing his neck as a blush spread down his face, a soft smile lighting up his features. “I guess that makes two of us then.”

Her heart understood the words before her head did, dancing in her chest and pumping warm blood into her face.

“I swear,” she announced, “as soon as I’m not feeling like shit anymore, I’m going to kiss you. Hard.”

His blush intensified and his grin was blinding, the corners of his eyes crinkling. He got up from his chair, walked over and hesitated only a second before he tilted his head and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Make sure to brush your teeth first."

She breathed on him in revenge, taking pleasure in the way he scrunched up his face, grin still in place.

As far as confessions went, she thought with a warm glow in her chest, this one seemed to have worked out just fine.

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5, 15, 21, 25, 34, 35, 37, 94, 95, 97, 100 ;)

Whoa Ship you’re really going for it :O So curious ;) Thank you for the ask! <3

From this post

5. What is your favorite color?

Blue! Don’t have a preference for a specific shade. I can’t, off the top of my head, think of a blue I don’t like :D

15. Favorite song?

Uh.... Uh.... *runs*. I really don’t know. I don’t have one favourite song, it varies per occasion, per mood, per everything really. 

21. Have you ever been to the hospital?

Yes, although not often, and never for anything serious regarding myself. I was born there, I broke the pinky of my left hand, and I’ve been to a gynaecologist. That’s it mostly, apart from visiting my grandma when she was in the hospital.

25. What color socks are you wearing?

Dark blue!

34. Have you ever fired a gun?

Only paintball guns, never a real one.

35. Have you ever tried archery?

Not that I can remember... I would like to though!

37. Favorite swear word?

Probably just ‘cunt’. Especially the Dutch version has a lot of creative uses :D

94. What are you strengths?

I think I’m very good at shutting out those elements of the internet that could harm me, and to deal with that in a healthy way. I also think I’m clever, good at mathematics and especially good at connecting real-world problems to the mathematical models I like to make. And I like my own writing :) 

95. What are your weaknesses?

I am not the best at making friends - I tend to come across as quite distant even though I don’t necessarily want to be that way. I lack some more ‘basic life skills’ - I’m not a good cook, I can’t sew, I don’t know a lot about first aid and those kind of things. I want to take a course sometime though! I’m also quite insecure when it comes to my dating life but I’m trying to work very hard on being happy with myself first, and working to believe that the other person will then come along eventually without me having to be worried about it. 

97. Were your ancestors royalty?

No, according to my dad’s stories, of which I’m not sure I can actually believe them, if you go way back in our family tree, we were gypsies.

100. Color of your room? 

Grey, white, black and a lot of blue.   

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"Now, tell me, my dear. How are you doing? Is your bow still as unerring as it used to be? Just so I know whether it makes sense for me to participate in the hunts during the next months. I don’t fancy getting beaten by a girl again!”

Inspired by the amazing For the Love of a Princess, by even more amazing @shipmistress9 and @athingofvikings.

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IHFAP #124

Today’s the last day of summer before school starts for me! Thanks so much to all of you wonderful folks in the HTTYD fandom for making my summer so incredibly special! You mean the world to me and I hope that you have a wonderful day! For my fellow RTTE fans, I can’t wait to freak out with y’all!

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Spotlight: @shipmistress9

Hey there! We haven’t had the chance to talk too much, but I think that you and your blog are wonderful! Your positivity is absolutely infectious and I can’t help but smile when I come across one of your posts! You’re also practically overflowing with talent! Seeing your AMVS always puts me in a good mood and each fanfic I read of yours blows me away. I can’t wait to see more of what you have to offer and I really hope we can get to know each other better in the future! 

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