#zestylout

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Snotlout: *Pfft* Yeah so?? I can talk to Dragons too y'know?

(Y/N): Okay? Prove it.

Snotlout: *Walks up to Hookfang* Well hello, you fucking Meathead.

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You know for a Viking you sure do take the whole "intimidating" factor to next level. Spikes on black on black on even more black. Plated armor that rattled with every step you took. A spikey mace as your weapon of choice and oh did I mention a shit tone of black? Because yes, you are covered in head to toe in nothing but black. Odin forbid someone gift you anything that isn't black and you'll be dying it faster than you can say "nightfury". You were an intimidating Viking but strangely enough not a mean one. Your friends could see past your sharp exterior to reveal a soft and friendly Viking on the inside. Much like your Dragon partner, the ever intimidating and ferocious yet soft and playful Boneknapper you called Spine.

You've been friends with Hiccup and gang for a while now but you can't deny that you've had some developing feelings for a certain Jorgenson's son that may or may not have some mutual feelings as well.

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Dating Snotlout would Include:

• So Snotlout might have been subtley showing his feelings towards you for a while now. . .wait. . . Subtle feelings? Did I say subtle because what I meant to say is that Flirty McFlirtster over here has been ogling you for a hot minute.

• I mean could you blame him? You're so you! And you means hot and cool and intimidating and cool and awesome and fierce and just! So! COOL!

• Forget all the other dangerously beautiful Vikings he's ever come across. You own the words Dangerous and Beautiful and he isn't afraid to tell you that.

• Whatever you are, Snotlout likey what he sees, he likey a whole lot. Brings out something in him *woof*.

•But what doesn't come out is an actual confession. Sure he spends his time complimenting and praising you like the next diety to walk the earth but poor man is too chicken shit to actually confess his feelings to you.

• It's always a "what if" that plagues his mind keeping him from actually making a move. Not to get too deep but with his fair share of insecurities he isn't all that confident that he's even good enough to date someone like you. ( Poor Snoty, come grab your man he needs a hug 🥺)

• But all of that seemed to dissipate when you decided to make one Snoggletog a Snoggletog he'd never forget. One confession and kiss later and the two of you have been happily dating ever since. And Ooooooh boy did the Berkians need a warning beforehand because you and Snotlout became THE power couple in all the best and worst ways.

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• On a Personal level the two of you match each others energies so well. You're not above downing to clown with him and the twins. Poor Berk has never known a day of peace. If it isn't the dragons being the dragons, it's the four of you causing mayhem that would give Loki a run for his money.

• But the two of you have your tender moments on the side where the others can't see. It's actually when the two of you are alone where Snotlout feels the most comfortable to be himself. You've definitely had to be his ear to blab to, and shoulder to cry on when topics of his dad would arise. But you are always there for him and do your best to show him that you care.

• On a similar note in private Snotlout has learned that you're way more of a cuddle monster than one would guess just by looking at you.

And the word of the day is: Touch starved

• Yeah growing up and being this intimidating, resting bitch face, stone cold personality has put a lot of people off to you. You had troubles being close to others, even your own family, so affection was rarely directed your way. But oooooh baby once you got your relationship kicked off with the Snotman its been hugs, cuddles, and as many kisses that he can handle. Not like Snotlout complains or anything. If his babe wants to climb into his bed and just relax in each others arms then who is he to tell you no. . . . just be careful about the spikes.

• With as many spikes that you have laced all over your body you kind of forget how pokey they can be. Plenty of tender moments have been interrupted Snotlout yelping. Sorry babe you look fierce but could you ditch the fierce when you want to surprise hug him? Snotlout is not spike proof unfortunately.

• Though it is not to say he doesn't like the spikes. He loves all of you and your cool and dark appearance. This man is your number one supporter. Anyone who gives you funny looks in passing and he's staring them down twice as hard. Just say the words babe and he'll lynch them for you. Want more armor and he'll have Gobber forge you the best. Want a cooler weapon, say less babe he'll find you the most perfect one and even test it out for you. Need more clothes, jewelry, anything?? Need help dying your clothes already ten steps ahead of you. Who needs color anyways!

• Speaking of dying if your hair isn't already, Snotlout almost choked on his drink when you casually mentioned to him that you wanted to dye your hair black. It's not because he is opposed to you dying your hair black. You do whatever makes you happy, but there is something kind of hot about pitch black hair on a person. He teases you lightly about it "trying to copy my good looks babe?". In all seriousness he will help there too. He's had is own dyed hair experience which you teased him back for when you were told he he had it blonde at some point. Resulting in a pouting session from Snotlout.

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Dragon time! Dragon time! Dragon time!:

• Snotlout loves and is also terrified of your dragon. Not that he'd show it of course. At least not a whole lot. He thought Hookfang was intimidating at one point in time, so nothing like a big scary bone wearing tooh narling dragon could freighten him, right? Well Boneknappers aren't exactly the smallest of dragons so you definitely make a statement everytime you fly around with Spine. But she's a gentle giant and quite similar to a puppy in that they love scratches on the chin and playing fetch with her bones. Once Snotlout was over the intial shock of having a partner with a Boneknapper as a Dragon, he came to realize that you two were a perfect match. A spikey scary Dragon for a Tough and awesome partner.

• Now more than ever he tries to befriend Spine and wants to ride around on them too. Especially around Berk just so he can show off, which results in Hookfang getting all jealous and trying to set Snotlout on fire. But seriously he thinks your dragon is so cool and just wants everyone else to see how cool they are too.

• Hookfang and Spine have an interesting relationship. On their own they get along just fine and Hookfang appreciates a friend who he can fly around with. But when Snotlout enters the picture there is a twinge of jealousy especially if Snotlout tries to ride Spine. But even he knows that Snotlout is nothing without his Hookfang and would never ditch him for Spine.

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Family matters:

• Okay sooooo meeting Snotlouts family was very interesting to say the least. In the sense that you really only met his dad and honestly you were fine with that. You knew of Snotlouts struggles with his family for a while and you weren't impressed with the treatment. His mom seemed sweet but also was very busy so meeting her was probably never going to happen unless Snotlout made it happen. His younger brother was also out of the question per Snotlouts request. It was his dad that was the bigger issue. You weren't opposed to meeting him but you sure as Hel didn't want to make the effort yourself.

• Spikelout was pretty much in the same boat as you are. Not really wanting to introduce himself to you but he isn't going to be an ass if you do run into each other. He's civil and keeps his opinions, mostly, to himself. And of those opinions they're nothing bad per say, but Spitelout is Spitelout which means nothing is good enough. Your fine, but he believes Snotlout deserves better. Wish you didn't feed into his sons personality so much but your fine. At least you have a cool looking Dragon so thats a plus I guess.

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Bonus:

Snotlouts nicknames for you:

• His nightshade (in private)

• His ferocious (girl/guy/partner)

• Babe (ofc)

• Beautiful/Handsome

• His little monsterous nightmare

You guys are also the fiercest writing couple in the whole Barbaric Archipelago, him with his books and you with your poetry.

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Snotlout x Shy Scarred Reader:

• Rumors were quick to spread amongst the masses of this tiny island that you called home. How could they not? With Berks size and the twins being the ones to stir the rumor mill pot everyone was subject for at least one rumor at all times. That includes yourself.

• Growing up on Berk you developed a sort of reputation over the years for being on the more quiet side. That wouldn't be a problem if it weren't for the fact that you don't look the most welcoming either. As you got older the extra tattoos you added onto your body, combined with your stone cold demeanor, and overall silent by nature aura let's just say you didn't have a lot of friends growing up.

• What made it all worse were your scars. Now scars on a Viking are not out of the norm but they didn't help your case any. Before Hiccup became tamer of the Dragons many assumed you got your scars from said Dragons but time would leave people guessing. The twins especially. Since the Dragons are our friends now one would assume you'd stop getting scars, correct? Nope! Each year was worse, and now you have a pretty sizable scar running up your neck and on your chin that definitely wasn't there before the Dragon wars.

•You were eating alone in the Mead Hall as usual and part of this routine Included overhearing the twins come up with wacky theories as to how you got your scars.

• Tuffnut: Well if she didn't get her scars from a wicked Dragon fight then maybe, just maybe, she's actually an assassin!! She goes out every night to go fight pirates on the beach and thats's how she gets her scars.

• Ruffnut: That's so cool!

• Hiccup was there to desculate the situation.

• Hiccup: No not cool! Tuffnut you know we don't get pirates here and stop making up things about people who you clearly don't know anything about.

• Tuffnut: Well I don't see YOU trying to talk to them.

• Hiccup: *Flustered* Ack well I uh . ..I'm very busy you know doing dragon training and managing the school . . and

• Ruffnut: *teasingly* and you're sacaaaared!

• Astrid: *a bit annoyed* knock it off guys, but the twins are right Hiccup. We DON'T know anything about them and yet they're not doing a whole lot of talking either. I mean their our age and they have more scars than your dad! What IS someone like that doing to get that beat up in life?

• That thought process was enough to get the gang to quiet down and it was enough to get you pissed off. It wasn't like you were being quiet on purpose!! But even when you tried talking to other people they always looked spooked. Clenching your fists you felt anger building in you, yet you had no way to release it.

• Fishlegs was the only one to notice your mood sour from across the hall.

• Fishlegs: uh guys . .  I think we might have poked the sleeping dragon.

• Hiccup: Well maybe we should try talking to them ourselves?

• Fishlegs: I volunteer not myself!!

• Hiccup: Twins?

• Tuffnut: I volunteer Ruffnut!!!

• Ruffnut: Hey that's MY line but uh replace my name with yours!!

• Hiccup: *sighing* Astrid?

• Astrid: Hiccup?

• Watching this scene go down before him Hiccup was ready to go talk to you himself that was until Snotlout decided to volunteer for the job.

• Snotlout: Sounds like this requires the good old Snotlout charm. *he says with suave and swagger*

• Before Hiccup could try and stop him, Snotlout was already sauntering over to you. Arriving at your spot he was so caught up in trying do his "flirtatious spiel" he was startled when you got a good look at ths scar on your neck.

• Snotlout: Well hello babe noticed you sitting all by yourself and felt pulled to your presence. Thought I might introduce myseeeeelf . . and Oh Is that new???!

• Feeling immediate embarrassment you couldn't even look him in the eyes as you did your best to try and cover the scar and scramble on out of here.

• Snotlout: *Trying to stop you* No no no wait!!! That's . . . that's cool!! Yeah! I mean I have scars myself too from all the hard workouts and fights I get into *he says while trying to flex*. Yeah uh got some in "hard to see places" *he winks* wouldn't mind showing you if you can handle all of this.

• Well now you're embarrassed for a different reason. A large blush formed on your face as your hands went to cover it. Staring at him you could tell he was a bit nervous himself talking to you. You hadn't said anything at all and you weren't sure where to begin especially compared to an opening like that. Shamefuly all you could muster out was a meek "Ha!"

• Snotlout: . . . .Ha??

• (Y/N): . H  .Hey. .

• Snotlout: *A blush similar to your own was forming on his face* . . .uh .  hi?

• Feeling the embarrassment take hold once more all the pressure in the air was crushing you and you needed to leave lest you keel over and die right in front of him.

• (Y/N): *Softly* Sounds good . . great talk. Goodbye.

• And with that you dipped leaving Snotlout a flustered mess. Trying to hide his own blush you couldn't deny the emotions stiring inside him. Holy shit you sounded so cute.

• Replaying the scene in your head kept you up half the night. Well could you blame yourself? You looked like dork and not to mention you sounded like one too. Though it can't be helped it's not like you had much experience talking to other people before. Not to mention this was the first time someone even attempted to talk to you first. And part of you wished it was the last, as days after that event happened Snotlout made it his own personal goal to try and get you to talk more.

• And it somewhat worked. Kind of? It was rough, like really rough to get you to not only open up more but for the gang to accept you as a new friend. The twins had to learn to not treat you like a spectacle and something to gawk at. Fishlegs needed to be reminded that you weren't going to secretly stab them all in your sleep and Astrid and Hiccup had to learn how to communicate with someone who well . didn't. But with time and much patience all would see that beyond your cold appearance you were a sweet and caring person on the inside. Of course your voice would only be for Snotlout and Snotlout only, not that he minded, but without a voice to be heard people still tried to "piece together" the puzzle that were your scars when in reality there was no mystery to be solved.

• Sitting on a quiet ledge overlooking the waves that crash along the coast of Berk you let out a deep sigh. This alerted Snotlout who was sitting idle alongside you who was sharpening his axe to pass the time.

• Snotlout: What's wrong?

• You didn't realize your thoughts had translated into reality as you tried to play off your emotions as you always did.

• (Y/N): oh . . . nothing.

• Snotlout only gave you an unamused stare not letting up until you spoke.

• (Y/N): *sheepish* Ach well . . uh . .It's nothing really . . just oh I don't know I'm just . . *frustrated* I'm still so sick of everyone making a big fuss of my scars. They're really nothing to talk about.

• Snotlout stopped what he was doing to give his full attention to you knowing how hard it is for you to speak up even to him.

• Snotlout: *teasing* well you don't do a good job explaining.

• (Y/N): . . ..I know.

• Snotlout: They're just curious.

• (Y/N): *sighing* I know.

• As the silence filled the air once more you pondered long and hard about what you wanted to say next. You spent a lot of time recently thinking about speaking. Never having the opportunity to do so until you meet Snotlout. Speaking of him you never did thank him for trying to talk to you before. Nor did you thank him for being your first friend. Glancing at the scars the call themselves home on your skin an idea pops into your head.

• (Y/N): Say Snotlout. . . would you like to know how I got these scars?

• If his attention wasn't on you it definitely is now. Maybe his enthusiasm was a bit too apparent because you nearly jumped back when his body was suddenly planted firmly next to yours. His eyes brimming with overwhelming excitement. He can't deny he was intrigued my your scars too he just never pushed you for answers not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable.

• (Y/N): Ahh . . .well uh ...I got his one *referring to a large scar on your upper right thigh* . . trying to cut an apple.

• Snotlout: . . . what.

• (Y/N): *relaxing a bit* yeah . . .my hand slipped and the knife that I was holding ended up taking a nose dive off my counter and straight across my leg.

• Snotlout: . . . uh huh??

• (Y/N): Oh oh!! And this one *referring to a scar on your left calf* . . .my leg got caught along (Dragon's name)'s claw when I was mounting them. . . . needless to say I learned to wear longer fabric while riding on the back of a sharp fire breathing lizard. *you laugh embarrassed*

• Snotlout: . . . What??

• (Y/N): Yeah . . that wasn't fun but it's nothing compared to the one on my stomach!!

• Snotlout: . . go on.

• (Y/N): Yeah I got that one from a sparring class.

• Snotlout: Ha! Now where talking!

• (Y/N): That one was pretty embarrassing. . . It was my job to pick up disgarded weapons that were thrown around and I . .  I was carrying too many at once . . . and I ended up tripping on myself and lets just say a sword caught my fall.

• Snotlout: What???!?

• And on and on and on you went explaining away each and every scar you had on your body. From the scar on your right shoulder from when you walked backwards into a tree, to the scar on your right ankle from when you were a baby. You were crawling around on the floor and got nicked by your brother's axe that was laying around. As each scar was named and explained Snotlout was coming to the realization that you weren't some cool warrior with a deep dark history. You were just some Clumsy Goober?!!! And he has feelings for said Clumsy Goober.

• (Y/N): Haha yeah and that's pretty much it. . . Oh!! The scar on my neck!

• Snotlout: *teasing* let me guess you lost a battle between you and cutting bread.

(Y/N): *pouting* . . no . . .I was trying to cut  my hair. . . and my hand slipped . .  again.

Now it was Snotlout's turn to sigh. Luckily it came with laughter as he pulled you into his side to try and tease you more about it.

Snotlout: Hahaha and here I thought you were some fearsome badass. No wonder you keep these to yourself. Guess you're gonna need me to hold the knives in this relationship Babe. That or your hands will be chopped off.

Blushing you become embarrassed by his words and flirting.

(Y/N): *whining* . . What does that supposed to mean?

Snotlout could only laugh as he held you closer to give you a noogie. Don't worry he's got your back weather you like it or not. Loving and teasing you every step of the way.