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The ice thickened beneath him. He was trailing his staff across it, making swirling, glowing patterns, when he felt the wind rustle his cloak and hair. He smiled softly.

“At least you’re still here,” he mumbled to it.

The wind seemed to caress his face, like it was trying to comfort him, before going still. Jack closed his eyes. The world was suddenly very, very quiet.

- Chapter 43 || Of the Northmost Winds and Skies by Xxiyuu ||

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Felt like some Otnwas art today 😌

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Spirit Activity

Because every kid deserves a snow day, after all

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This is my first time sharing my art on Tumblr (I always use Instagram), and I’m proud to say that it is in honor of @xxiiyu‘s brilliant fanfic Of the Northmost Winds and Skies. It’s a How to Train Your Dragon/Rise of the Guardians crossover, featuring a lovely HiJack slow burn, Jamie Bennett being the greatest kid, and Norwegian folklore mixed in with the Berkian Vikings we all know and love. The writing is phenomenal and the characters come to life in such a way that they remain true to their original essence regardless of all the crazy adventures they go through in the story.

It currently stands on 42 chapters and 405,829 words - and it’s aiming to reach that COMPLETE status next week! So if you love the prompt of Jack Frost finding himself on Berk as much as I do, then I really recommend you run over and start reading this fic now! I’m leaving the excerpt that inspired this fanart under the cut.

@jjackfrost this one is for you, darling ♥

--- Jack eventually finished his third tankard. He put it down on the table, and held onto it as if it would stop the world from spinning if he gripped it hard enough. He let out a shaky breath, feeling himself sway back and forth. The sounds around him seemed more chaotic than usual, but he also minded less. It felt like he was floating, his every movement soft and liquid. It felt a little like he was looking at everyone through a window, just observing his own body do things.

He looked to his right. Fishlegs was talking animatedly with Astrid. Something about which one of them were stronger. Jack wondered if they meant physically or mentally, because though Fishlegs was strong, he wasn’t much of a fighter – but then realized they were talking about alcohol tolerance, and how they were keeping a tab on who vomited or passed out first.

Passed out? Jack looked down at his hands. That might just be him; he’d had a record of passing out lately.

He looked to his left. Snotlout was talking to Ruffnut and Tuffnut, but his words were so slurred, Jack didn’t catch any of it. In return, the twins looked like they weren’t paying attention at all, but they nodded at him, both wearing the faces of people who were planning something. Snotlout was also holding Jack’s staff again, and Jack hadn’t even noticed him taking it. Strangely, he found he didn’t mind.

He let his eyes wander, from Snotlout, to the twins, and then to Hiccup. Hiccup was already looking at Jack, and when their eyes met, surprise passed over his face. Then he smiled sheepishly, and Jack realized he was grinning.

Of the Northmost Winds and Skies

Chapter 20: Jack is a Viking through and through

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Hiccup vs Nøkken

I had to do yet another fanart for the fantastic Of the Northmost Winds and Skies by @xxiiyu​ | @jjackfrost​ ♥

The fic introduces our beloved boys, Jack and Hiccup, to all sorts of Norwegian folklore. If I learned anything, it is that not all creatures are as friendly as they may seem! The author thought this drawing would make a great cover for the fic, so I went ahead and made it so. I’m so proud of how it came out, I’m not gonna lie.

As usual, the excerpt that inspired this drawing can be found after the cut!

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Jack didn’t think he’d be able to carry his own weight, but with Hiccup’s help they hobbled away from the lake.

“Here, climb on, Jack, it’s okay,” he heard Hiccup’s faint voice saying. He sounded just as panicked as Jack felt, but somehow managed to keep his head enough to help Jack mount Toothless. Jamie was there, pulling him up. He said something too, but Jack didn’t catch it as he watched Hiccup run back towards the lake. He had Inferno in one hand and picked up Jack’s staff with the other.

In the lake, something was emerging. A black mass, figureless with piercing eyes – just a couple of stars in dark space.  It slid through the water, and Hiccup went rigid with fear when he saw it.

Of the Northmost Winds and Skies

Chapter 22: Hiccup abandons a kid in the woods