Crystal: ah fuck
Charles: what happened?
Crystal: I stubbed my toe, it really hurts
Edwin: you know what REALLY hurts? Spending 70 years in HELL
Charles: Mate, its not a competition
Edwin: Correct, it isn't even close

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Crystal: ah fuck
Charles: what happened?
Crystal: I stubbed my toe, it really hurts
Edwin: you know what REALLY hurts? Spending 70 years in HELL
Charles: Mate, its not a competition
Edwin: Correct, it isn't even close
Hello folks.
A small life update.
I’m well. I’m married to my gorgeous wife. I’m surviving the current madness here in PR.
I have no plans on coming back to writing.
And a reminder, whoever follows me that is a Tr*mp supporter to kindly FUCK OFF.
The moment pied piper will start to play in the stadium I’ll levitate to the sky
They wanted to ride the first train they saw as soon as Ingo and Akari got back from Hisui, this is what they got and they are verrrrrrrrry excited!!
now i have to avoid all sportsmedia for another week uggh
every time i think woww what if i did something with microbiology ^_^ i remember chemistry is still involved and i hate chemistry and also making any good pay without crazy amounts of school is almost impossible so. no
Winter holds the gem up to the light. "Pretty," he says. "Similar to the ones they mine nearby." He frowns. "Except a different hue."
I chose to just write something out of pure sadness and anger.
A Mourning Rage
Warnings: Graphic Descriptions of Violence. Dismemberment, blood and violence, lots of needless violence against a unimportant character (who dies). Viggo's stingwing deserves a whole warning too, she takes part in the needless violence.
Also animal death, mentioned and with the animal's corpse being interacted with, though it isn't heavily described and it's mostly fine as it's mostly angst (aka Viggo suffering as he attempts to perform his own funeral rituals), but I get it if you're uncomfortable.
Summary: Hiccup watches Viggo kill a man in the most violent way he'd ever seen because that man has killed a horse just as needlessly aggressively.
Then he proceeds to trail behind Viggo and watch as his "worst enemy" quietly cries over a dead horse.
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This one has minor vigcup, and it's mainly a part of A Myth's Urge to Pester. It'll happen "offscreen" in the main fic, it's what I can say.
Also because this was made entirely out of my strongest feelings of the week. It all just got intense after I saw the news of a cowardly piece of garbage who got upset because his horse was tired and cut off the horse's legs and left it to die.
I just felt like writing about it to ease my own pain, really.