channeling is a divination technique where we communicate with the energies of someone. they can be your spirit guides, your higher self, somebody who has passed away, entities, angels, as well as people from your desired realities. when you channel them, you are telepathically and intuitively connecting to their essence, therefore receiving their messages.
you can channel people from your desired reality if you wish to connect more, or are looking for motivation!
note that these are the methods i have discovered in my years of being in the shifting community, so the list is not exhaustive. there are many other methods out there which i may not have listed, so if you know any, feel free to comment them down and i'll add them here!
before i begin, i want to emphasize the importance of protecting yourself before you take part in any divination practice. it is likely to encounter unwanted energies or trickster entities, which i have experienced, so make it a rule to always take a few steps to protect your vessel and your space before you channel. this is not a negotiable step.
ways to protect yourself before channeling:
- listen to protection subliminals or frequencies
- pray to any god, deity, angel, or your spirit guides to protect you
- keep protective crystals like black tourmaline, obsidian, amethyst or labradorite to shield yourself from unwanted encounters.
- set a firm, mental boundary for who you wish to channel
- meditate for a few minutes. envision and feel a bright, white protective, bubble-like shield around you that shields you from any harm.
1. the book method
take any book of your liking, it could even be a newspaper or an article you wrote for your school's newsletter in the 7th grade.
the first step is to ask your question to whoever it is you wish to channel. once that's done, start to intuitively flip through the pages and keep doing so until it feels right to stop. you'll feel an energy or a voice in your head telling you to stop. next, close your eyes and take your index finger. start dragging your finger across every line in the page, and stop when your intuitive urge tells you to. the word, sentence, or phrase that your finger lands on will be the response from whoever you intended to channel. this is an easy technique if you feel underconfident to channel telepathically or if you don't want to use too much of your spiritual energy.
2. the random word generator method
once you've decided who you want to channel, ask them a question and go to this website.
click on the generate button, and you will receive their answer. you can also keep clicking until it feels right to stop, in order to get their response. the answers might be bewildering, so feel free to try this technique until you get answers that you can make sense of.
3. the telepathy method
this technique helps you get more detailed and authentic responses. you can have a channeling subliminal playing in the background, if you prefer. you could also play music which reminds you of the person or being you wish to channel, which makes it easier to connect to their energy.
begin by meditating for a few minutes on the energy of whoever you want to channel. focus on feeling their presence and their energy. then, keep a clear and strong intention in your mind to contact them. if you wish, you can repeat "i am channeling person's name" in your head a few times. once you feel more confident, you can approach them with a simple "hi" or a "hello", or anything else you want to say to greet them and begin the session. once it feels right, you can ask them a question or say whatever you want to say to them. you'll then notice an answer popping up in your mind. you'll know it's them talking as the energy and nature of their response will feel very distinct and different from your own thoughts and energy - you will intuitively know that it is them.
if you are clairsentient you might sense their presence more strongly.
keep talking to them and ask them all the questions you wish to ask. i'd recommend keeping a notebook and pen, or your notes app handy to note down their responses.
make sure to be mindful and respect their boundaries. once you are done talking, thank them for their time and cooperation.
4. the letter method
this can be useful if you are not confident in telepathic channeling.
write a letter to the person you wish to channel, it can be on paper or digital, it doesn't really matter. be authentic and genuine and write down whatever you wish to tell them, you can also ask questions.
an optional step:
once you're done, ask them, in the letter to send you a sign if they have received your message. this could be anything like a rose, or a black cat, whatever you prefer. keep an eye open and be receptive to everything around you since they will be sending you the sign to confirm they received your message.
5. the media method
this method is really simple and effective, especially for people who are underconfident or still developing their psychic abilities.
the media i am referring to here is music, images, tv shows, videos, or anything else.
ask your question to the person you wish to channel, and then ask them to send you a sign as their answer. you can use pinterest, youtube, your spotify playlist, or anything else that feels right. you will receive their sign, it will be something that really feels as if its from them, or something that really stands out to you.
alternatively, you could ask them something and ask for a specific sign to confirm it. for example "show me a blue butterfly if you had a good day".
6. the shufflemancy method
another fun and effective method which involves the use of music.
prepare a method of songs you like. if possible, make sure that there's a variety and that each song conveys a different energy, theme/message, and emotion.
once you've asked your question or said your message to the person you want to channel, begin pressing the shuffle button of your playlist until it feels intuitively right to stop. you'll receive the song that they chose for their answer. try again if it didn't resonate!
7. the pendulum method
if you're more experienced with divination and own a pendulum, then consider trying this method!
begin by clearing your mind, take a couple of deep breaths, meditate for a few moments. once you feel more like focused, set your intention to channel whoever it is that you want to channel.
once that's done, ask them a question. set a rule - for example, clockwise rotations are a yes, and anti-clockwise rotations are a no. you can change it to your liking or based on what message you want to receive. after asking your question, you'll find your pendulum spinning accordingly.
8. the tarot/oracle method
i've noticed a lot of shifters own tarot decks, so you can give this method a try as well!
use whichever deck you feel most intuitively drawn to - it can be tarot or oracle. you can even use playing cards or an uno deck. it doesn't matter which you use since there's no rules :)
once again, focus on the energy of who you wish to channel. hold the deck and meditate while focusing on their energy, keeping an intention to communicate with them. once you feel ready, ask them your question then begin shuffling your cards until it feels right to stop. pull as many cards as you like, your intuition will know. then interpret the messages conveyed by the cards.
9. the dream method
this is ideal for the whimsical shifters who like dreamwork.
when you start feeling drowsy right as you're about to go to sleep, feel the energy of who you want to channel. simply thinking about them is enough. then you can ask them a question or ask them to send you any message. fall asleep with the intention to channel them and receive their messages, and you should get their responses in your dream! make sure to jot all of it down once you wake up so you don't forget anything.
1. Get comfy and close your eyes. Relax, the same way you would before you sleep. Maybe even put on some ambiance that reminds you of that reality, just for full immersion.
2. Begin to feel the placement of everything around you in your DR bedroom using proprioception. Not visualising, just feeling and knowing that, "yes my bed is here and my closet is there, I am laying next to the open window, I can feel the breeze on my face..."
3. Accept that you are here right now, in your DR. Relaxing and taking a nap. Maybe you're laying beside your s/o, maybe you feel the bed move as they change their sleeping position. Just enjoy the relaxation and the feeling of peace that comes with it. Do you have a chore to complete later in your DR? You'll do it after this nap... you feel oh so comfortable. It would be a shame to get up... Now you're thinking like your DR self, role playing a nap. Which is good! Its what we are going for.
4. From here you have two options:
a) Actually fall asleep, and it doesn't matter where you wake up. What matters is that you were in your DR while you were sleeping even if you open your eyes to your CR, you know what you experienced.
Or
b) Open your eyes when you feel ready and no matter what reality you are seeing now, accept the fact that just now you were in your DR and you were taking a nap there.
On the days when shifting felt too overwhelming and methods were just more unwanted baggage, I would use music.
I would put on a floaty song, think Stray.wav, Let it happen, sdp Interlude, etc (all slowed and reverbed lol). Then I would close my eyes and pretend that the music was guiding me into my DR.
Either that or thinking that the music was levelling me up somehow and making shifting easier for me. I know it sounds silly but it genuinely worked. I would sit there thinking, "its working. I can feel myself shifting 🤩" Just using the music as kind of a power up.
It was fun too. I would get super into it and not even realise that I had shifted already. The only problem was that I would get startled and panic and then purposely shift back. Still working on that though.
How I entered the void in less than 5 minutes last night (If someone doesn’t shift with this, I’ll scream)
I wouldn’t be sharing this and putting myself at risk of sounding like a lunatic who posted one method, and is now posting yet another version of it, if I didn’t have a reason for it. Idk, gut feelings are hard to explain (I’m aware I sound insane right now)
But I’ve never been more excited to share something in my life, sooo that might attest to something.
This will work for everyone in some way. And I’ve never been more certain of anything ever. (Except for the time I pspspsps’d at a black kitty on the sidealk at night, which ended up being a trash bag, and I found out I had horrible eyesight—but that’s not the point here).
This isn’t anything brand new. It’s like my method people have been seeing results with, but stripped down to its bones. Simplified to the core, which I’ve learned actually makes it more effective.
(unless you’re someone who prefers something detailed and objective, then yeah, stick to my main method and ignore this)
This doesn’t care about your beliefs. Doesn’t care about your identity, your self-concept, your doubts, your contradictions. It doesn’t matter if you’re into non-duality, law of assumption, law of attraction, or don’t even have a belief system. This method does not give a single shit. And I say that with confidence, because when this worked for me last night, I was crying. Genuinely, majorly depressed. Everything I usually cling to, all my beliefs about shifting and consciousness and the nature of reality—I wasn’t mulling over any of it. I was flat out over existence itself, and it still worked.
The set-up:
• First, understand something: The screen of space you’re looking at right now—even if your eyes are closed—is the same screen where your DR, CR, the void, your dreams… all of it… will appear. That’s your canvas. Always.
• This works best with WBTB (wake back to bed), so set an alarm for about 3 hours after you fall asleep. You want to wake up just tired enough that going back to sleep is easy, but you’ll still have some control. (You can also do this as you’re going to bed, but it was 3 AM for me after I had woken up,,, so do with that info what you want).
• Now, get this into your head: You’re not entering the void or shifting from a place of calm or confidence. You’re doing it from pure exhaustion. You’re doing it from “fuck this shit, I’m doing it anyway.”
You can doubt. You can feel like shit. But the attitude that follows is “fuck it.” You’re tired of trying, and tired of being on this journey. So you’re just gonna do it. Fuck it.
What to do:
• Lie on your back. (I personally like my back, but I’ve done it on my side too, and it still works. Doesn’t matter. Don’t overthink it. This doesn’t matter)
• You can move. Just don’t care that you moved. After the next step, you won’t even be paying attention to your body anyway, and it’ll go numb naturally,, so the idea here is “fuck it, this doesn’t matter.”
• Now: Notice the black behind your eyes. Just that. The blackness. Don’t try to notice your awareness yet. Just focus on the black. Look at it. Really look at it. LOOK. Keep choosing to look at it again and again. Widen your eyes over and over again, and keep refocusing on it. This will keep you alert, but you’re not forcing yourself to stay alert, got it? It happens naturally, because you’re reeeeally looking at the black behind your eyes.
• Your body’s gonna want to fall asleep. Don’t fight it, don’t care about it, because the fact that you’re looking at the black behind your eyes will naturally keep you from falling asleep.
• You keep your mind locked on that black space, almost like you’re watching a movie screen, but nothing’s playing yet. What happens? You’ll keep wanting to fall asleep—but widening your eyes and choosing to watch the black will keep waking you up. You’ll be in this liminal place going: “Fuck it. Fuck it. Fuck it. I’m doing this. Fuck it. Don’t care.”
(What I mean by “widening your eyes” even though they’re closed is: when your eyes are closed, don’t let them go slack like they do when you're falling asleep. Keep them wide and alert, like you're trying to watch something in the dark. You're not tensing them, just holding that sense of openness, like you're staring through your eyelids).
• What happens next: Suddenly you’ll feel your awareness. You’re just awareness now. Naturally. You didn’t right off the bat try to pay attention to your awareness,, you just realized that you are it. Why? Because when you feel confined to that black space behind your eyelids like a coffin, with nothing else around you, there’s nowhere else to run to other than your awareness. Your body will be numb, and your surroundings distant, irrelevant. And you’ll think: “Wait… I’m just my awareness.”
• And then your brain might do what it always does: “Oh no. What if I’m overthinking? What if I’m messing it up?” And you remind yourself: “I’m literally awareness. I can overthink if I want. I’m awareness goddamnit. Fuck it.”
• You’ll start switching—back and forth—between two things (because there’s nowhere to run to):
1. Looking at the black behind your eyelids
2. Noticing your awareness itself
Keep flipping between the two like you’re flickering the lights on and off in a room, but don’t force this. You’ll look at the fact that you simply are, and you'll look at the black,, and you’ll think: “damn?? I’m just my awareness.”
• Then you’ll start to sink. You’ll feel the pull as hypnagogia grabs your hand and says “so where are we going, bestie?” From here, you can either:
A) Keep going as you feel yourself sink, and you’ll fall straight into the void state effortlessly.
B) As you feel yourself sink, you can choose to lucid dream, astral project, or just plain shift from here. To shift: affirm, assume, observe, do whatever you want. The way I shared that I like to do this is by observing my awareness in my DR, observing the fact that I’m aware there (just pretend you’re there, no need to try too hard).
The point is: whatever happens next, if it happens very very quickly, don’t panic.
Just to note:
If this somehow doesn’t work for you—though I genuinely believe it will work for someone—just know the reason I share so many things is because I deeply believe everyone needs different things. The core of shifting stays the same to me:
You are only awareness, and you observe your desired reality until all other options collapse.
But how you get into that is wildly personal. What works for me might not click for you, just like what works for you might not click for me, and that’s fine.
That’s why I keep offering options—not to confuse you, not to invalidate anything I’ve said before, but to give you more pathways of realizing how powerful you already are. If one method feels off, try another. My main method is still my go-to: observe my awareness in my DR, exist there, decide I’m there because where else would I be??—but I love giving variety because maybe this next one might be the one that opens it all up for you.
Edit: (this just came to mind) don’t place a time expectation on any method. This one worked in less than 5 minutes for me, but the next time I try it, it could happen in 10, maybe 20. I don’t know. So if you try this, and it doesn’t immediately work in the way you expect it to, take a deep breath and keep trying, because eventually something has to happen. Trust me.
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I honestly am I very confident person as of recently because of manifestation. I have built a good self concept and lost a bit of weight so I’ve been very happy.
It was 1 am and I was scrolling on TikTok as any teen would when they know there’s nothing to do the next day. I basically came across this slideshow showing two texts messages with different people. The first was someone saying the creator reminded them of a kitty and proceeded to call them that. Which they responded grossed out. While the second slide was a screenshot of someone else calling them kitty and them saying they loved them and getting excited.
The point of the slideshow was to bring up their ex relationship and show how a nickname they loved now made them sick. I was touched and opened the comments to hundreds of people revealing the old nicknames people had for them and how they can’t be replicated by anyone else.
And when I tell you I cried, SOBBED. Purely out of jealousy. Because I’ve never had anyone, platonic or otherwise, give me a nickname or even tell me they loved me. It was such a shattering experience to realize that none of my friends have anything special with me, and no aspect of our friendships are unique.
It’s even worse to think my best friend has a closer best friend and I genuinely have no one who I can relate to. I want to be close with people so badly but no one lets me in so I just end up being the floater friend. I started crying again while writing this just want friendships that feel real and I don’t think I’ve had that past kindergarten.
Idk how I feel about getting this vulnerable on tumblr but I need to get it out so it doesn’t bubble up and I end up doing something that I will regret or get me in trouble.
I just discovered the O method…..NOTHING CAN STAND IN MY WAY NOW.
If anyone is wondering, the O method is a manifestation method in which you master debate and use the energy from either the high or you finishing to manifest what you desire.
READ TO THE END IF YOU WANT TO MASTER SHIFTING REALITIES, VOID STATE, LUCID DREAMING, ASTRAL PROJECTION, AND SLEEP PARALYSIS
INTRODUCTION
please read at least this paragraph to the end. i know many people roll their eyes and scroll when they are told to apply the law of assumption, be persistent and ignore 3d. you may think that this is long, tedious and will not work, and you’d better try that new x method, thanks to which you will definitely shift or enter the void tonight. “i have difficult circumstances. i need this today. i don’t want to waste time on the law of assumption”. okay, and how many of “those nights” have passed? how many years have you been trying? how many times have you achieved success after making such statements? how many times have you disregarded the law and woken up again in this reality without your desires? and how many more years are you going to waste your time? break the cycle. in a week in goddess state, you will achieve more than if you tried a new method every day for a year
still don't want to apply the law of assumption? come on, try to shift or enter the void state today. if you don’t succeed (and i’m sure of this, forgive the harshness), then you will return to this post, read it completely and carefully and follow my instructions
LAW OF ASSUMPTION
back to basics. i highly recommend you read all these posts. please read, maybe you will find new information or understand something that previously raised questions for you:
— LAW OF ASSUMPTION: A BASIC GUIDE
— LAW OF ASSUMPTION : THE WHOLE RUN-DOWN
— AN ASSUMPTION
— A SIMPLE GUIDE TO STATES AND MANIFESTATION
— A SIMPLE GUIDE TO THE LAW OF ASSUMPTION
— THE ONLY LOA POST YOU'LL EVER NEED
— DARE TO LIVE IN THE END
— FIRST THE MIND MUST CHANGE, AND THEN THE WORLD
— ENGRAVE THIS PROCESS INTO YOUR MIND & MOVE ON
— WHERE IS THE STUFF THAT I MANIFESTED
— ARCHIVE OF SOURAPPL3S'S POSTS
— GUIDE ON HOW TO APPLY LAW OF ASSUMPTION
— MY FAVORITE LUCKYKIWIII101'S POSTS THAT EVERYONE SHOULD READ
“an assumption, though false, persisted in will harden into fact”. your thoughts, beliefs and assumptions create your reality. we are used to thinking that 3d is our true reality, but this is not so. 3d is a mirror that reflects your 4d
if you want something, then all you have to do is decide that you already have it and be persistent. many of you misunderstand the meaning of this word in the context of the law of assumption. repeating affirmations, listening to subliminals for 24 hours and doing methods at every opportunity is not persistent. “persistence is remaining in a state of fulfilled desire. to be persistent means to stick to your assumptions regardless of what 3d reality shows you. if you react to 3d, then you are not persistent”
by reacting to 3d, you do not allow new assumptions to form in your subconscious. imagine that 3d asks again and again if you are sure that you have mastered void, shifting realities, lucid dreaming, etc. “are you sure? are you 100% sure? but you said before that you always fail. i don't think you're sure. look, you woke up again in this reality without desires. what? do you really believe what you're saying? i ask you again, are you absolutely sure?”. instead of giving a positive answer every time, you immediately give up and scroll through tumblr looking for a new method. you must be persistent, even if you do not get what you want in 3d after a week, a month or a year
(this is a bit of an exaggeration because i said it as an example., but i forbid you to think that manifestation lasts that long. “both 3d and 4d always show me only what i want to see. my 3d instantly reflects my 4d,” — this is your new assumption, whether you like it or not)
if you have negative thoughts, and we most likely will, then immediately replace them with positive ones. negative thoughts also include anticipation of desire. remind yourself again and again that you already have what you want and you are not waiting for it to manifest itself. if you catch yourself thinking that you are waiting for your manifestation, then remind yourself that you already have it
don't think that negative thoughts are ruining your progress or that you have to start over. no, as long as you are on a mental diet, you are doing everything right. by the way, posts about mental diet that you must read:
— MENTAL DIET TECHNIQUES
— THE MENTAL DIET
— MENTAL DIET AND SHIFTING
— MENTAL DIETS
what if you forgot about your mental diet for a whole day or more and were in a state of lack the whole time? decide that it didn't happen. no, don't feel like you have to start over. there is no beginning and end. decide that you have been persistent all this time. revision — 001, 002. replace these memories with something pleasant and that’s it
FULL GUIDE
DECIDE
literally right now, decide that you have mastered void, shifting realities, manifestation, lucid dreaming, sleep paralysis, and astral projection. don't you dare pick one thing from this list. take my advice and decide that you've mastered it all. do you just want to shift on command? okay, but the ability to instantly enter the void and control dreams wouldn't be out of place, would it? especially considering that you don't have to put in any effort, you just have to decide
decide that you are a master of manifestation. decide that you are manifesting desires instantly. decide that 3d instantly reflects 4d. decide that both 3d and 4d show only what you want. decide what always works in your favor
decide that you are a master of the void state. decide that you have the perfect void concept. decide that you can easily enter the void state anytime and anywhere. decide that you have been successfully inducing pure consciousness all your life. decide that to enter the void you just need to close your eyes. decided that every night you wake up in a state of void being aware
decide that you are a master shifter. decide that you shift easily and effortlessly. decide that you are in your desired reality right now. decide that you always wake up in your desired reality. decide that you shift on command. decide that the intention is enough for you to shift. decide that you have successfully shifted all your life
decide that you are a master of lucid dreaming. decide that you have lucid dreams every night. decide that all your life you have seen only lucid dreams. decide that you are in control of your dreams. decide that you easily shift from a lucid dream. decide that you effortlessly enter the void state from a lucid dream
decide that you are a master of sleep paralysis. decide that closing your eyes is enough to induce sleep paralysis. decide that you are always relaxed and calm during sleep paralysis. decide that you have safe sleep paralysis. decide that you wake up several times a night in sleep paralysis. decide that you can easily induce sleep paralysis in less than a minute. decide that you can easily shift from sleep paralysis. decide that you effortlessly enter the void state from sleep paralysis
decide that you are a master of astral projection. decide that you astral project every night. decide that all your out-of-body experiences are safe. decide that you can easily shift from astral projection. decide that you effortlessly enter the void state from astral projection
decide right now or after you read this post. don't put it off until tomorrow or monday
MANIFEST
important part. manifest your desires. solve any problems using the law of assumption. you can do it right now, you don't have to wait until you enter the void or shift. it's easy. all you have to do is decide. i’m not asking you to affirm, listen to subliminals, do sats, etc. you just need to think that you already have everything you want and be persistent in this assumption
want a new phone? ok, just decide that it's already yours. you don't have to try to enter the void tonight to manifest a new phone. do you have the flu? decide that you are always healthy (by the way, this does not mean that you should not take medications. take them, but be persistent in the assumption that you never get sick). again, you don't even have to move your fingers. besides, negative beliefs will not make your life better. do negative thoughts fulfill your desires? no, so why pay attention to them? just enjoy the feeling of fulfilled desire. just enjoy the fact that you always get what you want
by the way, manifest something "unrealistic". telekinesis, magic wand, the ability to fly or talk to animals. there’s nothing difficult about randomly remembering once a day that you can fly, right? let your subconscious know that you can literally do anything
PERSISTENCE
my honest opinion: if you are not able to be persistent, your desire is not that important to you. if you react to 3d and give up, then you don’t want to change your life so much. in order to manifest what you want, you need to be persistent in a new assumption
4d is true reality, 3d is a mirror. live in your imagination, live in the end, only then will 3d reflect your new assumptions and beliefs. these people achieved success because they accepted that imagination is the only reality. you are no worse than them. you can be persistent. and you will be persistent
know that your failure will not affect my life in any way. but it will affect you. if you finally become persistent, then you will get everything you dreamed of all that time. do it for yourself. do it for the sake of experimentation. what if you succeed?
METHODS
let's start with the method of manifestation. all i require you to do is decide, be persistent, ignore 3d, replace negative thoughts with positive ones. this is literally the basis of the law of assumption
in addition to this, you may want to use manifestation methods such as robotic affirmations, subliminals, sats, meditation, etc. overall i'm 50% okay with it. everything is fine as long as you don't put methods on a pedestal. if you start to think that without following one of the methods you will not be able to manifest your desires, then this is a red signal. just relax. you will shift, enter the void void, do astral projection, etc., even if you don’t repeat affirmations from morning to evening or don’t listen to your entire playlist. don’t force yourself to lie on your back and visualize the desired reality during sats. do what you like and when you want it. affirm, visualize, make mood boards, etc., but don’t make it a mandatory action. don't force yourself to do anything you don't want to do. and remember you change 4d and 3d, not methods
and i also urgently, on my knees, beg you to abandon methods for void, shifting, sleep paralysis, lucid dreams, etc. if you knew how wonderful it is to lie on your side at night and just fall asleep. no need to lie on your back, affirm, visualize, count. you just fall asleep without setting alarms for wbtb. no meditation, pink noise, theta waves. you don’t feel guilty or angry because you’re too lazy to do the methods. you don't scold yourself because you roll over on your side and fall asleep in the middle of the method. you don't feel disappointed that the method didn't work (in 3d, of course). this is a relief and peace that you could have experienced all this time, but for some reason you denied yourself it
yes, i know it’s strange to hear from someone who previously published methods. ah, but what's the difference? it was a long time ago and not true. now i make myself comfortable on the bed and let my thoughts flow. if i want, then i fantasize about all sorts of things, if i want, then I think about the desired reality. and only sometimes i affirm that i have mastered void, shifting, lucid dreams, sleep paralysis. i think a little about my happy life, only because i accidentally remembered it. i don't force myself to do anything i don't want to do
i say again, i am firmly against the methods! in order to shift, you don’t need to lie motionless in the starfish position for two hours. just decide! be persistent! but if you still want to do it your way, then do it right. if your attempt is unsuccessful, do not react to 3d. decide what you shifted. decide that you have entered the void state. remember the mental diet. however i still recommend not doing the methods
MENTAL DIET
it’s better, of course, to decide that negative thoughts don’t arise in you, but if they do arise, replace them with positive ones. pay attention to your inner conversation. again, if a negative thought arises, immediately replace it with a positive one. replace one negative thought with 10 positive ones
“i woke up again in the current reality” >>> “i’m so happy that i woke up in my desired reality. i’m a master of shifting. in addition, i mastered the void, lucid dreams, sleep paralysis. and i always get what i want instantly”
“i envy her so much. i can’t wait to share my success story” >>> “i never envy anyone. i have a dream life. my success story is much better than hers. one post is not enough for all my success stories, because i shift and enter the void literally every hour”
“i had such a terrible nightmare last night” >>> “i have lucid dreams every night. i forgot the last time i had ordinary non-lucid dreams. by the way, i can easily control lucid dreams! there is nothing easier than entering the void state from a lucid dream”
“if i don't enter the void today, i won't pass my exams” >>> “how could i forget that i had already passed my exams with a perfect score? and every night i wake up in a void state. i love being a manifestation master”
“what if it's not true? maybe they're all lying” >>> “the law of assumption is the truth. why? because i said so. because i already have a dream life. because i've already shifted and entered the void state a million times”
“if i don't induce sleep paralysis tonight, i won't shift” >>> “boo! who said this nonsense? everyone knows that i have mastered both reality shifting and sleep paralysis. even infants know this”
something like this. have you read those posts about the mental diet, the link to which i left at the top? don't forget about such a wonderful thing as revision. if you forgot about the mental diet and indulged in negative thoughts all day, then just change your memories. “i’m so proud that i only had positive thoughts today”
LIAR
there are times when you have to break a mental diet. what to do? lie. say the “truth” out loud, but in your mind persistently deny it. for example, your mother asked how you passed your physics test. give her an “honest” answer, but mentally affirm over and over again that you passed the test. review this moment. but if someone on this site asks you, for example, have you ever shifted, you can either safely ignore it, or say that you have already shifted a million times because you decided so
TIME
stop waiting. stop waiting for you to shift or enter the void state. stop waiting for your first lucid dream, sleep paralysis and astral projection. time doesn’t exist you already have your desires. if you notice that you are waiting for your manifestations, then immediately remind yourself that you already have everything you want! don't count the hours, days, weeks. there is only the eternal now and it is up to you to decide what you are thinking about at this moment
“i hope i enter the void before friday” >>> “wait a minute. so i already enter the void every night. i just need to close my eyes for two seconds and i immediately induce pure consciousness”
“i've been applying the law of assumption for a week now, but nothing has changed” >>> “what the hell week? i literally have lucid dreams my whole life and wake up in the void state, in sleep paralysis and the desired reality 5 times a night”
“if i persist for two weeks, i will finally shift to desired reality” >>> “goddess, i'm in my desired reality right now. i'm a master shifter. shifting is very easy. i'm already shifted”
“when will 3d reflect 4d?” >>> “3d has already reflected my 4d. 3d instantly shows me my desires. what is time lag? this is the first time i've heard of this”
if you catch yourself thinking that you are waiting for manifestation, immediately change this thought to a positive one. forget about waiting and worry. these feelings will not make your life better. forget about such nonsense as time lag
CIRCUMSTANCES
i know many of you may have difficult circumstances. but thinking about it you only complicate your life. your thoughts, assumptions and beliefs create your reality. please ignore 3d and your life will become much easier. know that people before you have succeeded in unbearable circumstances (poverty, abuse, death of loved ones, illness). they had doubts just like you, but they lived in the end and were persistent (+ this)
this doesn't mean you can't cry or be angry. no matter what you do, only what you think has power. give vent to your emotions, but be persistent in the fact that you have already succeeded. yes, it can be difficult and unusual, but you have to do it if you want to get rid of undesirable circumstances once and for all
do you have painful periods? cry, don’t hold back your tears, but insist that this is not so. be persistent in the fact that you have pain-free periods
are your abusive parents beating you again? scream and cry with anger, hit the pillow, but please ignore the 3d. repeat again and again that you are already in your desired reality, where you have loving parents
are you angry because all the housework is on you? no, no, convince yourself that you are not washing the floors right now. no, your useless brother does, and in the meanwhile you are enjoying a delicious cake
know that it is never too late to change negative thoughts to positive ones. even if two hours ago you reacted to 3d and cried bitterly, cursing your life, now you can decide that this did not happen. i don’t think i want to leave links to posts about revision for the third time. i hope you have already read them. in very emotional moments, try to remind yourself that your thoughts create your 3d reality
let the undesirable circumstances be a reminder that you already have everything you want. is the Internet not working? the Internet is fast at all times and everywhere, and besides, you've mastered the void. not enough money? not only are you rich, but you also shift easily and quickly
SUCCESS
please do not share your mini successes. did you have your first lucid dream? i’m sincerely happy for you, but don’t you dare write something like “today i realized i was in a dream!! i tried to create a portal, but it didn’t work out. next time i will undoubtedly enter a void.” honey, you just threw your mental diet in the trash
either you wait until you achieve the final goal (shifting, void), or you share your success without breaking the mental diet. “this morning i woke up in sleep paralysis. although it was predictable, i’m a master of sleep paralysis and void. why? because i decided so” or “in the evening i was lying on the couche and shifted to my desired reality, but i quickly came back. anyway, i can shift there again whenever i want, because it's not difficult for me”
DOUBTS
if you feel that you are being overcome by doubts, read loa posts, this post and all those posts to which i left links. i also recommend reading more success stories >>> @loasuccessarchive
know that people have succeeded in manifestation even though they often had doubts. but they continued to be persistent, thanks to which they shifted and entered the void state. if they could do it, so can you
EPILOGUE
this post is my first child. so i hope you read it from start to finish because the labor lasted a week if not more. i wish you good luck! i truly believe that you will begin to apply the law of assumption. are you aware that i have already decided that you have already sent me your success stories? there's no point in putting it off any longer, darlings! be persistent and i will be persistent in the assumption that you are successful <3
I want to start writing fics but I’m a new writer and I don’t really get interactions on my posts so idk if I should. I’m worried that frequent fan fiction enjoyers will find them lackluster, but a lot of my friends enjoy my writing. Anyways if you’ve made it this far PLEASE give me some shows/movies/ideas to write about. Btw I will NOT write non-con.
YOU AREN’T TAKING CRIMINALS YOU ARE TAKING PEOPLE WORKING AND THEIR CHILDREN WOMEN AND YOUNG GIRLS ARE GETTING SEXUALLY ASSAULTED AND RAPED BY ICE AGENTS THIS IS DISGUSTING AND IF UOU THINK THIS DOESN’T AFFECT YOU OR THAT YOU SHOULDN’T CARE UNFOLLOW IMMEDIATELY
AND FUCK THE GOVERNMENT TREATING ITS PEOPLE LIKE THIS
Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.
As a Hispanic woman it gets increasingly harder to express myself, but you can not just stay silent in times like these. Human rights should not be a political issue.
Ok, strap in, I have found a fair few, also just the clarify there aren't any fics for the live action but there are a couple with the live-action cast, just set in the animated movies if that makes sense, so pretty much all of these links are set around the animated movies and/or shows.
Also please let me know if the links are actually giving you access to my account because I would prefer if that not to happen.
Snotlout for you @cxce15
Tuffnut for you @violetcamryn
Wattpad for Snotlout
Snotlout Wattpad Recs in reading list form
AO3 for Snotlout
Here is the Snotlout/Original Female Character(s) tag so you can browse for yourself
Here is the Snotlout/Original Character(s) because I cannot find a OMC tag
Here is the Snotlout/Reader tag
Berries, Boats, and a Boy by Shylowdeath (this is my favourite)
@itslikethesizeofmy has a really good modern au/hockey au for Snotlout if you are interested in that?
Call Me Lou by januarymay or @hswilli (18+ and live action)
Tumblr for Snotlout
Instead of posting the links I'm just going to tag the writers.
@nerddface
@nerddface-has-moved
@tinyfandomknight
@maxxiemoa
@lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom
@remii-24k (they've just started a live action fic)
@kaizzz
@violetcamryn
@withering-daylight
@devinescribe
@randomfandomworks
@maaeveeee
@mytheoristavenue
Wattpad for Tuffnut
I don't read for Tuffnut so I haven't actually read any of these, the one fic that I have linked for Wattpad is by the same writer who wrote one of the best Snotlout fics that I have found.
Here's the Tuffnut Wattpad tag so you can investigate for yourself
Too The End by MultiFandomAccount0
AO3
Again I don't read for Tuffnut so I haven't read any of these fics they're just ones that I know have a lot of chapters.
Here is the Tuffnut/Original Female Character(s) tag, there seems to be more in this tag than I thought.
Here is the /Reader tag for Tuffnut
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@buttermilkmommy
@neurotica-tales
@deathbysnakes
@imagine-riding-dragons
I have also just started reading for Dagur if anyone wants recs for him.
Honestly it's way easier finding fics for Hiccup, Eret or Dagur.
So im gonna go through the whole first movie (the live action bc it gives him more depth.)
This is a
Snotlout x Plus size! Ethnic! Reader story!
I personally headcanon that he prefers them and y'know what??? It's self indulgent for years of not having fics for him and any that did were for a skinny white and petite Y/N 😭 ummm Y/N is from a distant island, you get to pick where, got dropped off at Gobber's doorstep and is his daughter now, he would kill a man for her
Warnings: Cussing, slight angst, feelings, mention of colonizers (just once sigh my island was colonized by the Spanish 🙄), canon typical violence, disappointed father(his not yours. You fucking love your dad) also… live action spoilers obvi
9.6 K words.
Berk.
It was home. Even if you weren't originally from here.
When you were little your dad used to say that it must have been one of Freya's cats leaving you at his doorstep, the goddess knowing how much the world needed someone with light like you.
However as you got older, he told you how you really came to be his daughter, blood related or not. Or at least the part where you showed up at his doorstep. What happened before that was a mystery to both of you. And you couldn't care less about the two who abandoned you.
——
It was a clear, calm night. One that Berk had not had in a while. No dragon raids, nothing.
It had been a long time sailing for the pair... especially his wife, being pregnant. She had given birth to a beautiful baby girl... she was a few months old now...
But where they were going, and what they were doing was dangerous... too dangerous for a baby. And neither was really ready for one either. Mistakes happen when in love and lust...
Together, they made the decision to give up the child.
Quietly docking, pulling their cloaks up obscuring their faces, they kept the baby in a wicker basket with blankets, a note, and some other items to keep her in contact with her culture and who she was... his shield... her necklace... her name, how old she was. Everything.
They placed her at the doorstep of what looked like a forge. Whoever lived here could protect her, at least. If not, find someone who would take her.
Placing her on the step and knocking, before running back to their ship.
Gobber woke up when he heard the knock. His first thought was that there was an emergency. But after not hearing anything else, he slowly got up, walking blindly through the hut to the front door.
When he got there, he was shocked. A baby swaddled in a woven basket. There was a shield and a note, and a few other things.
He picked up the note, and read it carefully.
To whom lives here,
This is Y/N. She's our daughter. We are on a perilous journey, escaping from the men who have taken our island home, (Island name) and turned it into their playground. The rough seas and danger are no place for a baby. We come from an island far south from here. Before we had the evil men come to our island, we had heard from others that made the journey of Berk. She was born 6 months ago, out on the open ocean. Please, take care of her, and if you are unable, find someone who will.
Thank you.
Suddenly the little girl started crying softly and whimpering, the wind biting at her cheeks, turning them rosy in color. Gobber picked her up out of the woven basket, and she sneezed, before cooing with a bright gummy smile up at him.
That's the moment he decided that... maybe he was ready to be a father. Just a little. Plus, Stoick had a little boy too! Sure, he was a year older, but at least you'd have kids your age around. He wouldn't really want Spitelout around you... but his kid was okay...
——
Gobber was an excellent father, even if many might not think so at first glance. He was caring, patient, stern and although he didn't know much about your culture, he'd tried to keep you educated on what he could.
When merchants from your isle came to Berk, he went with you to buy clothing with you! Although to him and other Vikings thought it was showy and a bit... well... scandalous, no one said anything about it because at least you tried to connect with your roots while still being a Viking.
Being a little girl around the forge was scary, especially when there was dragon raids.
——
You squealed and hid with Astrid and Ruffnut under your father's bed as Gobber chased.
"Cmon ya lot, ya gotta get back to your parents," he laughed. "Where are the boys?"
You giggled and ran away to find them, finding Hiccup first, he was hiding behind a post. You tapped his shoulder, and he laughed, going to Gobber.
Tuffnut and Fishlegs were hiding together and giggling, so they were the second easiest.
Finally, you found Snotlout, in your room, in your closet.
"Hi."
"Hi."
"My dad says you guys all gotta go."
He groaned but nodded, and you all went to the living room.
Everyone was leaving and Snotlout sort of shoved Hiccup.
"Be nice he's your c... cou... coo... how's that word go?" You stammered over your words, before Hiccup helped you out.
"Cousin?"
"Yeah! You're cousins gotta be nice!" You chided Snotlout.
He scoffed but gave you a small smile and nodded leaving your house.
It was hours later dark, when the bell that signaled the dragon trap had been triggered rang across the village. You woke up immediately, and looked out the window as your father got up heading to the forge connected to your house.
However, it wasn't long before your house was on fire. You hadn't noticed, too busy staring out the window to be paying attention.
Suddenly you heard your name being called and went to your bedroom door to run outside, but the second you touched the metal your hand burned. You jumped back with a scream, holding you hand, heat searing through it. You went to the window, and looked down, seeing your dad looking up.
You started to cry, getting scared, suddenly feeling the heat and smoke filling your room.
You look down, seeing them all telling you to slide down the roof. You saw the other kids, your friends, down there, except for Hiccup who was definitely locked up in his house.
Snotlout shouted something up at you, and you had to focus to hear him.
"I'll catch you! Promise!"
You took a deep breath, coughing from the smoke, and climbed out your window, sliding down the slanted roof till you were hanging off the side.
You felt the house creak under you, the roof falling to one side. You screamed, holding the siding tightly.
The flames licked at your fingers and you looked down. Oh what a drop it was for little 6 year old you. Below you was your dad and your friends telling you to let go. So you do, falling.
Gobber catches you, with his one arm, and you cry as he sets you down, making sure you're okay, before running back to help others. Your friends help you stand straight, but Snotlout is the one who checks your hands, and winces when he sees the burns.
——
So, tonight, when the bell rang, you bolted out of bed and to the forge. After that first raid when you got trapped, the house had been rebuilt to be one singular floor.
While Gobber never let you make weapons(because you were rubbish at it), you helped hand out new ones and take theirs to the back for him, and you got to sharpen them!
But that was occasionally, because you did help out with the fire brigade a lot. But tonight, you had no chance to even get over there before a nadder spat fire in front of you, blocking your way. If you couldn't help with dousing of fires, then you could help with defending. You ran to the forge and began to help, handing out weapons and taking weapons to Gobber to sharpen.
Suddenly someone bolted in behind you, trying to wheel something out.
"What in the blazes are ya'- yer supposed to be home!" Gobber scolded, and you immediately knew he was talking to Hiccup.
You tuned out the conversation until you heard a swooshing sound and ducked. The weighted ropes used to trap dragons. You turned with a glare.
"That almost hit me you- ugh!" You groan, before turning to the literal mob of Vikings yelling and shoving at your window. "Would ya lot shut up! We'll get to you when we get to you there's only two... three of us and it takes time!"
You turned to Hiccup, and sighed, "Cmon. If you can't be out there, help in here."
You knew he just wanted to prove himself, not just to the village but to his dad. However, the middle of a dragon raid was not the time.
“Y’know, that invention is actually pretty cool… once you fix the calibration-“ you started, bringing back another sword for him to sharpen.
“The calibration issue I know… I-i just… I need to kill a dragon… I could help…” he mumbles.
You gave a soft smile and nudge his shoulder, “I’m sure that… Astrid could appreciate the ingenuity!”
He laughed and scoffed, “Yeah right…”
Finally the fire brigade showed up and you gave your dad a nod before rushing to help them, sliding over the counter and running to your friends who greeted you.
"Where have you been?" Ruff asked, handing you a bucket.
"Oh you know, dealing with that," you muttered nodding to the forge and mess of Vikings in front of it.
Astrid let out a laugh, rolling her eyes, "Even when he's good at something..."
You quickly and efficiently poured water on unburned houses, hoping to stop the spread at least. Ruff and Tuff helped you do this as the other three helped douse houses. Astrid was a quick thinker, and you cheered her on when she maneuvered the water carrying system so it would pour over a house.
"Yeah! Go Astrid!"
You watched Hiccup look at her with lovesick eyes and rolled your own.
You cheered, before climbing up onto the roof of a house, just as a a Nadder started to fly over shooting fire.
“Shit!”
You cursed and ran to the front of the house, jumping and holding to the decorative piece at the front of the house. The dragon flew off and you built momentum to throw yourself back up.
“Buckets! Water! Now!” You yelled down.
Snotlout was staring up, with the same lovesick look Hiccup had, but you didn’t catch it. You started to slide down the now extinguished roof top.
“Snotlout move-!”
He snapped out of it, and caught you before you fell. You sighed, but were thankful he had caught you instead of making you survive another… compromising position like last time.
“Thanks. Now put me down.”
Hiccup stayed behind, and your father ran out to help fight them off as well, telling Hiccup to stay put.
Yeah, he ALWAYS does that... not.
"Night fury!"
"Get down!"
You heard the whistle and ducked, hoping it wouldn't hit where you guys were. It didn't. You all continued to help put out fires and watched Hiccup's eyes light up.
You sighed, ignoring him and continuing to help.
It was only when you heard screaming and a monstrous nightmare came blazing that you knew you should have watched the shop when your dad ran out of it, you should've watched it damnit.
It would have been fine. His dad beat the literal hell out of it, it ran away, and that was the end of the raid...
Until the tower Hiccup was hiding behind fell over, causing them to loose the deadly nadder they had trapped. And houses to be destroyed.
You all gathered in the middle and you sighed as the lecture began. You felt bad for Hiccup, but at the same time, you knew this wouldn't have happened if he had just stayed put.
"Winter is coming and I have a whole village to feed," Stoick hissed.
"Between you and me, the village could use with a little less feeding if you know what I mean..." Hiccup sassed, giving the crowd, and you, a side eye.
You steamed with anger, going to step forward, until Ruff and Astrid gripped your arms.
"Leave him be... not worth it..."
"At least we're fed?" Ruff asked sarcastically. "We're literally so hot? In what world-"
You grumbled under your breath. There was a reason the group didn't like him that much. You did like him, he was one of your best friends, he was always around the forge, but sometimes he made comments without thinking.
As he passed everyone, with your dad leading him to his house, each one made some comment at him, and when he tried to apologize to you, you just, "Ah ah ah... I don't wanna hear it right now, you said what you said. Go home."
It was obvious Stoick was royally pissed.
Snotlout put his arms behind his head and said, "Well... my dad is super proud of me so..."
Just as Spitelout came up behind him, following after Stoick.
"O-oh hey dad-"
"Don't talk to me in public."
Snotlout tried to laugh it off, but you notice the small glint of sadness in his eyes. You sighed, walking over to him.
"We should start rebuilding I guess," you whispered, kicking a rock.
You knew that would at least take his mind off of it. He always loved to do things especially for you.
He nodded, excited to get to do something, to help. To be useful.
"And later maybe you'll finally-"
"Don't even dream about it."
——
The Trial of Flame.
Every young Viking's dream. To be top slayer, to be able to prove they had what it takes to be a Viking, a dragon slayer.
The morning of, the warriors, including the chief, had left. Meaning your dad got to train you all. Which meant waking up earlier than the rest of the island, to watch him silently make plans and chuckle darkly.
"Don't think 'cus yer my daughter I'll go easy on ya lass," he had said.
You laughed and looked up at him, "I wouldn't have it any other way old man..."
He chuckled, placing his hand on your shoulder, "No matter what happens... I'm... I'm proud of ya... yer a good kid... Go join the others… and keep that Jorgenson boy from staring too much yeah?"
You beamed up at him, now even more excited to prove yourself. The group of your peers was ahead and you ran off to them, scaring Snotlout. He retaliated by picking you up and holding you in the air, smirking up at you.
"Air jail."
"Snotlout Jorgenson put me down this instant."
"...y-yes ma'am..."
——
You walked in, breathing in deeply as everyone marveled being in the arena. Snotlout stood next to you, and bumped his shoulder into yours as he said, “I can’t wait to get get some legendary war wounds!”
You giggled and shoved him back, “Oh but then you’ll tying your pretty face!”
“Y-you think I’m pretty? I-I… I mean… I’m not pretty! Only girls are pretty…”
Ruffnut stood on your other side, and talked about getting a scar across her face and you giggled, “Oh my gosh, Ruffnut Thorston, super sexy war goddess!”
"Call me boring but-"
"Boring!"
You shoved Snotlout's shoulder and glared, but not before sticking your tongue out at him.
"Easy there Island Princess," he teased, poking at your outfit.
It was one of the traditional outfits you'd gotten from a vendor. A long dark orange skirt that was two strips of fabric, one in front, one in back, with slits up the sides to your hips, where they were held together by strong metal chains. Your dad had reinforced them himself. The top was a simple piece of fabric that covered your breasts, the same color as the skirt. You knew that everyone said you couldn't fight dragons in it, where was the coverage?
Well if your lineage did it for years you could do it too. Plus, to keep from freezing you added some things. Such as wearing pants under the skirt that were a dark yellow in color, adding your fur lined boots. But the top remained un-altered, you soft stomach exposed, which again... danger???
Your responses were
1. This is just for training, it gets hot
2. Sheilds
3. This is just for training. In actual battle you would get armor.
4. You felt comfortable in this damnit.
5. If you were good enough, you wouldn't get hurt.
Snotlout was staring. Hard. At every single detail of your outfit, and how your skin glimmered in the sun, how your chest rose and fell with every breath, how your stretch marks looked like lightning bolts that painted the dark sky at night... Yes he was very distracted by you. But when was he not? He had been asking you out everyday for the past two years. You always rejected him, but he never gave up.
You had to hand it to him, he was very stubborn. It wasn't... that you didn't like him... it was quite the opposite.
But you had gotten used to other boys on Berk using you as a point of their bets and cruel jokes. And while you weren't that insecure little girl anymore, you would always have her in your mind.
When you heard Hiccup behind you, you turned in shock. As far as you had known, Stoick refused to let him do the training, thinking he wasn’t ready…
Astrid made a comment about his dad pulling strings, which made you look confused because... everyone just... signed their kid up for this. It's not like... it was exclusive. But anyway, you digress.
"No way... there's no way your dad let you do this!" You shouted, shock written all over your features. You were a bit excited to see what he could do though.
"Well, he did... now. Listen up," Gobber said.
You had watched so many of these trials before that you kind of blocked out what your father was saying, kind of listening when Fishlegs was giving information and he yelled at him, that was funny.
Blah blah blah... killing your first dragon...
Snotlout puts a finger up, and points at the other teen behind him, "Well uh... Hiccup already killed a night fury so does that disqualify him or...?"
You dad sighed about to reprimand him, when you grabbed his collar and pulled him close.
"For Thor's sake-"
"Okay okay okay! My bad..."
Ignoring everything your dad said, which side note, if you’re learning how to fight dragons, it might be a good idea to listen. Because after that you saw him head to one of the paddocks.
"Uh... hey big guy, aren't you gonna teach us something first?" Snotlout asked as the door was cranked open.
"I believe in learning on the job."
——
You made a flower crown quietly in one of the clearings on Berk. You often found yourself outside, wanting some quiet. The forge was always loud, the village even louder.
“Y/N?”
You turned at the small voice. It was Snotlout.
“Hi! You wanna sit with me?” You offered. The boy nodded and ran over, sitting right next to you.
You finished the flower crown and put it in his head. He blushed and looked down before mumbling, “Flowers are for girls…”
You pouted, “Nuh uh…”
He just shrugged. He was quiet. Too quiet. He wasn’t that much of a talker at 6, but you knew when something was wrong.
“… Is your dad…?” You mumbled.
He nodded, biting his lip, an obvious ploy to not cry. You knew it very well.
“You can cry it’s okay-“
“No it’s not! I can’t cry it makes me weak! H-he said real men don’t cry! A-and they don’t hang out with girls! Especially not you… t-that’s what he said! Yo-you’re my friend! I-I don’t like when he talks like that about you! He said I was stupid, a-and soft because I-I let you play with me…”
You bit your lip. Of course his father had said that, when did he not say something negative to his son? However, instead of comforting him with your words, you just leaned against him, holding his hand.
“You’re my best friend…”
“You’re mine too… d’you… wanna come play later?… He’s nice when you’re around… even if he doesn’t like you.”
———
After your father almost killed you all, you were panting and sweating. Of course Hiccup had messed up. Of course.
You couldn't blame him. He definitely was not a dragon killer. Hiccup was good at a lot of stuff. He was a genius, and came up with so many new plans for more efficient ways to use weapons… but a dragon killer? Not his strong suit.
You look down, disappointed you were fourth out, right after Snotlout. You should've known better. Studying dragons was not the same as being in active combat. You knew that, yet you failed to apply it.
Later, you were all eating dinner together. You sat next to Astrid, across from Snotlout as you ate. Hiccup joined you all late, just as you were saying what you did wrong. You waved him over, but he ignored you, sitting alone at another table.
"...I tripped..."
"That's not it."
You looked up at your dad confused. Yes it was? You watched Snotlout get blasted at, got worried because of course you were worried about that idiot, stopped watching where you were going, and tripped over the shield the twins had been fighting for and... oh.
"...I got distracted. "
He nodded and moved on, suddenly going over and unlocking the book. Your eyes widened and sparkled. You had obsessed over this book as a kid, and now it was something you could read with permission! You didn't have to wait for the older kids to leave the book out and read it!
"Why would I read words when I could just kill the things the words tell me about?" Snotlout asked.
"Maybe you should read a book about feelings. Cuz it seems like you're killing those without reading," Astrid joked.
He pouted and crossed his arms.
You giggled, rolling your eyes. For such a fierce viking warrior... he was cute. But you yawned, the day suddenly hitting you at once. The near death experience… air jail….
"Alright, I've already read it, I'm tired I'm gonna go to bed to be well rested for whatever the helheim my dad throws at us. He's not going easy just because I'm in the class... if anything he's going harder..." you excused yourself, walking out of the great hall.
Snotlout called out, and ran towards you, offering to walk you home. You nodded. Why not?
"I like you... you know that right? Like you're hot...and smart... and strong..." he said, the rain sprinkling around you both, the crunching of the dirt under your boots.
"Sure... not really interested," you said quietly.
He did this every day. Asked you in one way or another.
There was a silence as you kept walking, before noticing you were walking alone. You turned to see where Snotlout was, and he was just about two feet behind you.
"What are you-"
"Why don't you like me?"
The words were soft, but loud. And here's the thing: You did like him. But years of boys using you as a bet because of your size and because of where you were from made and how you were raised by Gobber of all people, you feel like you could never receive genuine affection from someone.
He's looking down and fidgeting.
"Snotlout... would you cry in front of me?" You ask, staring him down.
He stands up straighter, looks up with wide eyes. Part of him was screaming yes!! He would bleed himself dry for you!!
The other part was his father. Telling him that real men don't cry. Crying was a sign of weakness. Crying in front of anyone was not allowed. And crying for a girl, of all things, was stupid. And that he was stupid if he did that.
...
"No."
He answered finally, the simple one word answer was followed by thunder rumbling in the distance.
"...Well there's your answer. You're... just forget it... try again tomorrow," you whispered, continuing to walk away.
——
Second day of training. You walked into the arena to see wooden walls put all over the arena and groan.
No way, seriously??? A nadder? You guys just started why did he make you suffer?!
You hid behind a wall as the dragon was released. Hiccup was asking questions about a night fury, but you were trying to not get killed. Suddenly you heard someone hide besides you.
"Hey, so you want me to cry for you, is that it?" He asked, and you looked over with a face that he could read perfectly.
The "are you fucking serious??" Face.
"Snotlout! Not the time!" You yelled, going to another wall.
He followed, muttering an apology that made you sigh. You muttered all the facts you knew about the Deadly Nadder, everything you could remember. The twins were shouting about 'get your own blind spot'.
And then...
"I am hurt I am very much hurt!"
And that's when the dragon started to knock over walls. You ran, holding up your shield. You watched Snotlout push Astrid out of the way, saying "I'll take care of this!" As he swung his weapon.
That didn't last.
——
"You godsdamned idiot..." you huffed, cleaning up his wounds after.
He hissed, but only gripped the table, not complaining. One of the gashes was pretty big and you sighed.
"Gonna have to do stitches..." you whispered.
He just nodded. Accepting it. This was his punishment he was sure. Well, actually his punishment was your training outfits being your traditional wear... but that was neither here nor there.
"You can tell me if you need to stop..."
"Only babies wimp out... just do it."
You tried your hardest to stitch him up quickly... he grimaced, bracing himself by holding the table so hard his knuckles turned white. He bit his lip and you thought he'd draw blood.
When you finished, you tied off the string quickly, and rinsed it off with clean water and a solution Gothi had given you to clean wounds. He hissed, pulling his arm away with a quick jolt.
"Sorry... sorry," you apologized... then began to giggle.
"What's so funny? Huh?" He asked, a bit defensively.
"You... I mean you... barely even so much as flinched when I'm giving you stitches... but the ointment Gothi gave me is where your pain tolerance dips?" You smile, trying not to laugh at how flustered he looked.
"W-well... it's just.. I-i... ugh-"
——
You sat on one of the cliff sides, staring out to the open ocean before dark. Dragons, for the most part, just came out at night. Your dad had a curfew for 6 year old you, before the last third of the sun set into the ocean.
You heard footsteps behind you and turned to see Snotlout standing there. His hair was in his face, and his too-big for him helmet covered his eyes a little.
You smiled brightly, motioning for him to sit next to you. So he did.
"I'm gonna be one of the best dragon slayers ever... just you watch..." he whispered, his helmet now in his lap.
You nodded, not doubting your friend.
"...y'know if I ever had to get married... I'd want it to be you," he said suddenly, looking at you.
You squealed with laughter, laying back, your head on his lap. It was silly how he at seven years old was saying things like that....
"You're silly... but that would be nice..."
——
Day three.
The arena was empty. Except for buckets filled with water. Your father told you all to take a bucket... and pair up.
"Um... there's an odd number of us?" Astrid said, already picking Ruff and grabbing your arm as well.
"Eh why not you three can all be together," he shrugged, getting up into the viewing area. Gas hissed as the door opened and all of a sudden the spark, flame... and smoke... oh the smoke.
You three stood back to back together, and you heard Fishlegs rambling about what the zippleback did before Hiccup hissed at him.
Suddenly you heard a loud, "There!"
And water got splashed on you,
You three went forward and scolded Tuff and Snotlout. Ruff splashed her water on her brother, Astrid doing the same out of anger.
"Maybe your butt's getting bigger," Tuff snorted, teasing his sister.
"N-not that there's anything wrong with-"
Astrid threw a punch, sending Snotlout to the ground, his water bucket spilling, and knocking into Tuffnut, whose bucket flew up and hit him in the face. Suddenly Tuff was dragged into the fog. You gasped, until he came running back screaming, "I'm hurt I'm hurt I am very much hurt!"
It made you giggle a little. But then that made you remember what was in the fog. The other girls left since their buckets were empty. And for the first time in a long time... you were terrified.
You thought you were alone until you heard Snotlout groan from the floor. He quickly got up, looking at you. Almost immediately he stood in front of you, looking around.
"Snotlout... go..." you whisper, your back to his.
"N-no! I... I'm not leaving you alone!" He hissed, looking around you through the smoke.
"You have no water bucket what are you gonna do genius?!"
Suddenly its tail swiped you, making you drop the bucket on yourself. It fell on your face and your nose made a sickening crack, making you yelp in pain.
"Alrighty, up you go," he said before picking you up, throwing you over his shoulder like you were nothing more than a test dummy.
"Snotlout Jorgenson put me down you evil son of a-"
But as you were talking he let you out of the smoke where everyone else was. You kicked and struggled in his grip, attempting to get out. You could see more clearly and saw the dragon over Hiccup and Fishlegs, who threw water at the wrong head.
"Hiccup!!"
You heard your father yell as the scrawny brunette threw the water up... and it fell right back down. The dragon's heads grew closer until... they immediately backed up snarling. You watched slack-jawed as he was able to push the dragon back. Snotlout's arm that was holding up on his shoulder fell off you in shock, and you yelped as you fell off his shoulder and onto the hard rock floor of the arena.
"Ow!"
"Oh gods! I-i- um I-... totally meant to do that," he said, looking around, nervously.
You glared at him and stood up, looking at Hiccup before asking, "How did you do that?"
He shrugged and gave a lame excuse before running off.
The group followed.
——
The next few days, he dominated at dragon fighting, knocking them down barely even trying.
The group followed him into the woods, and Fishlegs asked how he downed a gronkle like that.
“I mean I do it all the time but how did you do it?” Snotlout interjected, pointing his mace at Hiccup.
“Probably cuz he’s not watching to see if Y/N’s hip chains break,” Tuffnut snorted.
He turned and glared at the blonde.
Later, Hiccup had come into the forge.
"You're doing great! Why'd you hide this from everyone?" You asked one day, sitting up on one of the wooden counters, watching as he tinkered at the forge.
He shrugged, giving you a grin, "I...I guess I just... didn't want to come off boastful?"
"Well... it great to see you happy and excited about something for once... seriously."
"Thanks... you know I was-"
"Y/N! There you are, come come come!" A voice yelled.
You looked over and watched Snotlout come over with a big goofy grin on his face before scrunching up his nose that Hiccup was here. You flicked his forehead.
"Be. Nice."
"...sorry... um... um the boats-!... boat? Is back! You going down to the docks?" He asked, looking extremely excited.
You shrugged, it's not like you had anyone waiting for you, and you had nothing else to do.
"I don't see why not..." you responded.
He smiled, and grabbed you hand, and you watched as his arms reached out again.
"Don't. Uh uh. No no no sir, you are not gonna pick me up again," you scolded.
He groaned, but you laughed and started running to the docks.
"Hey! No fair!" He called after you, laughing to himself.
"And uh... Hiccup?"
The scrawnier boy looked up at his brash cousin.
"Mind not trying to take my girl?"
Hiccup stifled a laugh as he looked up, "Your girl? Far as I'm aware... she's not anyone's. She's rejected you for like... two years."
Snotlout rolled his eyes and ran after you, catching up quickly.
At the docks you watched as the badly damaged ship started getting loaded off. Stoick walked off disappointed, but stopped to talk to your dad. You assumed about how well Hiccup was doing.
You watched as Snotlout went up to his dad, and said, "Hey dad! I missed you... in like... a super manly way y'know?"
Spitelout handed off a heavy bag of gods know what onto his shoulders. He carried it with a smile, nervously saying, "I have so much to tell you about the trial of flame..."
Spitelout, the devil he was, walked away without a word, disappearing into the crowd. Snotlout was confused for a bit, calling for him, but finally yelled, "I'll see you at home!"
Your heart broke. He looked so dejected, and you couldn't help it. You wondered if that’s how he looked secretly after every time you rejected him. You walked over and took a deep breath, swallowing your pride for him. Gods damnit, you were in too deep.
He looked nervous, but with that fake confidence you had grown to see. He was scared you had seen what happened, that you were going to ask him... but instead, you just gave a soft smile.
"D'you wanna spar with me? I-I mean... after my utter failure the other day... like who gets their sword knocked out of their hands by Tuff?" You giggled. "I mean... since you're so strong and talented I just thought-"
He beamed and laughed, "Y/N, Y/N, Y/N... no need to flatter me... I knew you'd ask for help eventually. No one can resist-"
The things you did for love...
——
"Hey so-"
He dodges a swipe you made with your wooden sword (not wanting to hurt each other too badly), then parries it with his shield.
"About the other night-"
Another swipe, and he counter attacks. He was holding back and it was pissing you off. You knew he was a very talented fighter, and this? Was not his best.
"You want me to cry for you you said?"
You stopped and looked up panting. He took this opportunity, and tripped you, pinning you down the second you fell to the ground.
You groaned and shook your head as he held the wooden blade to your neck and told you to surrender. The second you got a bearing for your surroundings, you tried to flip him onto his back, but he held you down, pinning your wrists with one hand.
"Ah ah... surrender."
You groan and pout, "Fine fine... I surrender."
He smirked and got off you, helping you up.
"Atta girl..."
You blushed, looking away, trying to catch your breath. But your eyes were drawn back. He was panting, sweat drenched his face, his hair sticking to his forehead as he wiped it with his forearm, chest rising and falling, and then you remembered the way he looked when he had you pinned down-
Okay, so he was hot.
Really hot.
Damnit.
"You still gotta answer me... cry for you? Like... tears and... the water works and... I-I'm not good at this... just tell me what to do and I'll do it..." he started, sitting on the ground.
You sigh and sit in front of him, shaking your head.
"I don't mean it literally... I mean it... in... like would you let me see your true feelings? I don't want Snotlout, the loud, brash, arrogant, foolish Viking he pretends to be in front of everyone... I want the Snotlout behind all of that..." you explain. "The one who looks at me like he's drowning and doesn't know how to swim to shore... Not the one that flexes and runs away... but the one that stays even when he's scared."
He gulped, looking over with wide eyes, "Y-you... you really think... that of me?"
"Of course I do... try again tomorrow.”
He didn't confess again that night. Didn't even flirt at dinner. Just smiled and talked big game like always. You were scared you’d pushed him away…
——
Today was the day. The final day and a crowd was watching. To be honest, you knew it was between Hiccup and Astrid, but just to be there and prove you could keep up was enough.
The fight ended when Hiccup did... whatever he did, you couldn't quite see, and the gronkle fell over. Astrid was pissed.
Oh boy... she shoved him and cussed at him, you looked shocked at her words, as if you had never heard Astrid cuss like that before...
But Gobber pulled them apart as Stoick said Gothi had made a decision. You sigh happily, knowing damn well it wasn't you, and leaned onto Snotlout. He pushed you off. You were about to whisper menacingly at him, until you saw he wasn't looking at you. He was looking up... At his father. Snotlout gulped, looking nervously. He hid his hands behind his back and began to fidget. You noticed, and carefully, to avoid being seen, you grab one of his hands.
"The top slayer..."
Gothi points into the ring. Gobber points to Astrid with a smile, but Gothi shakes her head. You gasp. He then uses his hook to point at Hiccup. Gothi nods. The crowd erupts into cheers and you smile. You cheer and run over, ruffling his hair, as if he wasn’t older than you.
Even Snotlout was excited, but you could see him continuing to glance up at his dad.
——
Later that night you watched as your dad moved around the shop, sharpening weapons and all things of that sort.
"So... you and Spitelout's boy?" He asked suddenly.
"W-what? No... we're just... friends," you answered. And it was true. You were just friends...
"Ah, friends... y'know, I was a lad once and let me tell ya... he looks at ya like ya hung the moon in the sky... like you were sent by Freya herself... He's a good lad... even if he doesn't show it all the time..."
You blush and look away. This was too much to deal with, so you just yawned exaggerating it.
"Well... I-i better get to sleep... that was a lot... um... yeah and tomorrow is such... a-a big day..." you muttered, getting up.
"Yeah... of course. Rest up. I'll see ya in the mornin' lass."
"Goodnight, dad..."
——
When you say the whole village was buzzing with excitement, you mean it.
You picked out your finest clothes, deciding to go for your traditional wear... with a bit of a Norse twist.
It was still the same, a long skirt that was two strips of fabric, one in front, one in back, with slits up the sides to your hips, where they were held together by strong metal chains. The top was a simple piece of fabric that covered your breasts. You had sewn fur onto the sides of the skirt, along all the edges, and the top had Norse engravings you hand stitched into it. The chains were golden, created by your father. You added two black leather arm bands that were lined with fur. These you had also made yourself. This time, the set was a dark red, the fur hemming black. If you remembered correctly, it was the fur of an animal the trader had called a black bear? Whatever it was, it was soft. You add your boots and spin, giggling and happy.
You head to the forge and show off your outfit to your dad. Your hair was in its natural state, you merely styled it a little.
He smiles, surprised by the Norse twist to your clothing.
"Thats... new... you look nice... like your mother might've..."
"Thanks... I-... I'm not just from (Island of choice)... I'm from here. From Berk... my birth giver may have been from there... but you raised me... you're my dad... I'm as much Viking as I am island girl... I-i wanted to show that..." you explained, fidgeting with your rings.
He sniffled.
"Are you crying-"
"No th-the dust got in my eyes!"
You smile, and shake your head, going over and hugging him.
"Yeah... the dust."
——
You were heading to the arena when the others caught up with you.
"Woah! You look... so hot!" Ruff said, literally grabbing your shoulders and shaking you around.
You laughed and spun a little, showing off.
"Did you add that yourself? It looks great!" Fishlegs complimented, pointing at the stitches in Norse.
You nodded. They were so distracted they kept walking, and you giggled, turning, bumping into Snotlout.
"O-oh! Sorry!" You apologize, then see who you bumped into. "Nevermind not sorry."
You giggle, poking his shoulders.
He's just... staring. You looked like a goddess... a beautiful war goddess.
'Gods... snap out of it! You're staring!! A little more and you'll start drooling!'
"You look... wow... wow... just... I-... you look amazing," he whispers, out of breath.
You smile.
"You look good too... c'mon let's go! We don't wanna be late."
You quickly caught up with the others, and you all stood together. The whole village filled in, excited to see the chief's son, the screw up, now top slayer, kill his first dragon.
A monstrous nightmare. Stoker class. Attack 15. Speed 16. Armor 12. Firepower 15. Shot limit 10. Jaw strength 6. Stealth 9. Double clawed wings, snake like neck and tail... and a nasty habit of setting itself on fire.
The most feared dragon in the Viking world.
You shivered. Not from fear. You were actually cold, you had forgotten your furs in your room.
"You cold?" You heard Snotlout ask next to you.
You shook your head stubbornly, unwilling to admit your clothing choices were definitely style over functionality today. Functionality being stay warm.
He scoffed and unbuttoned the furs he had around him, and slipped them over your shoulders, buttoning it carefully, before muttering...
"Idiot..."
Oh that's how he wanted to play?? You whispered back...
"Muttonhead."
"Shorty."
"Prick."
"Okay, calm it princess. You're warm now."
He could feel his father's glare on him but he didn't turn to look.
The crowd cheered as Hiccup walked in. He picked a short dagger and shield. He gave a nod, and the door was opened.
Out came the dragon, lighting on flame. You watched as Hiccup dropped the weapon and shield and gasped. He walked closer, saying he needed to show us... the dragon calmed down for a bit...
"Stop the fight..."
You looked over at Stoick. The man was red in the face, angry. He slammed his hammer down, yelling again, "Stop the fight now!"
All of a sudden, the once calm dragon, grew enraged.
It lit on fire, crawling on the chain roof. You all tried to get Hiccup up and to safety, but the dragon had other ideas, snapping its jaws at him.
The dragon suddenly blew fire at the crowd, and you were quickly shielded by Snotlout. You heard a scream and couldn't tell it was yours until you stopped. You stood back up, looking to see what was happening. There was too much yelling for you to focus and then....
That whistle.
"Night fury!!"
"Get down!!"
You hid your face in Snotlout's chest, trying to keep an eye for what was happening in the arena, but too scared to see one of your friends laying dead down there.
The monstrous nightmare is locked back up, and the Vikings trap the night fury as Hiccup begs them not to. To leave him alone, that he won't hurt anyone. You watch closely, and your heart suddenly hurts... the dragon looks scared... so scared.
——
"Hey, you okay?" You rush forward, checking on Astrid. It's later that same night, and she just came back with Hiccup. You had been so worried you hadn't even changed, only giving Snotlout his furs back.
All the adults had left Berk. Leaving only you guys on the island. They had a dragon to lead them to the nest. They said this ended now.
"I'm okay... gather everyone. Hiccup is going to show us something."
You nodded with a smirk, running off to round up your friends.
——
Hiccup leads you all into the arena, and Snotlout is yelling, what else is new?
"You just disgraced yourself in front of the whole village... why would we listen to you?!" He asks.
"Valid point, valid point... but you're gonna listen to him because I said so got it?" you glare, a hand on your hip, pointing at him.
You giggle, and follow Hiccup, watching as he takes Astrid's hand, going to open the deadly nadder paddock.
"W-what in Odin's missing eye do you think you're doing?! I said we would listen but this-" you start, backing up, your back pressing into Snotlout's chest.
"Y/N please... trust me," Hiccup begs, looking at you with those pleading eyes and you groan. He's been doing that since you were kids.
He just also knows that without you, Snotlout would be the next to leave... the twins were closer to both of you than to him or Astrid... which would leave Fishlegs. He needed you to stay.
"...fine. Just promise we won't get hurt?" You ask. He nods.
——
You watched with joy as Snotlout, while nervous, still lay his hand on the monstrous nightmare's snout. The dragon immediately made a low grumbling noise, and you smile.
He laughs softly, petting its snout. Then he notices. That was all the pens. There was only four dragons. The twins rode together... Hiccup was going to ride with Astrid...
"Hey uh... what about Y/N?" He asked, turning to face you.
You fidgeted with your skirt, looking at Hiccup, who spoke without thinking.
"What about her?"
You sighed, face palming.
"You needed her because you knew I would've left if she wasn't here. So yeah. What about her?" He defended.
You walked closer to Snotlout and his new dragon. You had never looked at a dragon up close like this before... not one that was alive... you carefully reached your hand out and placed it on its snout... it made a purring noise. You began to giggle, gently petting the dragon.
"Oh you're so handsome... so cute... oh... you're... so... wow," you giggled, giddy to see the creature up close.
Dragons had always scared you... until now... he was amazing...
"Well uh, she can ride with you Snotlout."
——
Trusting Snotlout to guide a dragon was... a chore for sure. It was scary at first... but you all got the hang of it.
You held onto Snotlout tightly, until you grew to trust that the dragon would not drop you. Even though where you were going was so incredibly dangerous... you felt peace as you flew.
You put your arms out to your sides, touching the clouds. Smiling, you gently pet the side of the dragon, and he grumbled softly. Snotlout was nervous, but he looked genuinely happy, holding the reins. You loved that he looked happy. Truly happy.
When you got to the island, you saw the biggest dragon you had ever seen in your life.
"Hiccup?! What the fuck is that?!" You called out.
The dragon pulled back a bit, making you squeak, holding onto Snotlout.
"That is their queen! You gotta help them not listen to her!" Hiccup called.
You nodded as Astrid told the twins to make it mad, and told you, Snotlout, and Fishlegs to find its blind spot and distract it.
"Alright let's see..." you muttered, as Snotlout steered the dragon, going in close.
"God this thing smells like death..." Snotlout complained.
Suddenly eyes opened... multiple eyes.
"Guys... this thing doesn't have a blind spot!" Fishlegs called out in a panic.
"Noise!"
You grabbed the reins as Snotlout banged his hammer onto his shield.
"This is just confusing our own dragons!" Fishlegs yelled.
The queen roared and your dragon took off, Snotlout falling off onto the Red Death. You had the luck of holding onto the reins, and yelled when he fell.
"Snotlout!"
You watched as he landed with a thud, almost falling off.
You soothed his dragon and guided him back around, just in time to see Snotlout driving a hammer into the dragon queen's eye and taunting her.
You let out a high pitched war cry, not a Viking one, that drew attention to you from bellow, before shouting encouraging Snotlout.
"That's my Viking warrior! Hell yeah! Woo!"
——
"Is that my kid...?"
The parents looked up noticing that their kids were riding dragons.
"Did your lass just-"
"Claim yer boy? Yeah. This has been a thing where have you been?"
"He doesn't get claimed he-"
"Oh give it up..."
——
You laughed, petting the dragon before you leaned down and whispered, "I'm so sorry... for everything..."
You heard him give an affectionate growl back, and slowly stood up on the dragon's back, still holding the reins. Oh yeah, this would work.
"Get Snotlout out of there! Hiccup's got Toothless!" Astrid called out to the twins.
"But I-" you started to protest.
"No, you distract her while they do that. Trust me," Astrid said.
You sighed and nodded, leading the dragon into her eyesight.
"Alright, ready boy?" You said, petting him.
You called out the queen, getting her attention. She opened her mouth and you smirked, falling off the dragon. You watched the ground come closer and closer, but took a deep breath, trusting him.
Sure enough, you watched him dive beside you with a curious coo. You laughed, grabbing the reins and pulling yourself onto him again, sitting, holding on. You pulled up, and led him, the queen shooting fire after you.
Suddenly, you saw Hiccup fly by, and knew your job was done. You landed, and laughed, pressing your forehead to Snotlout's dragon's muzzle.
"Thank you..."
Your father came up hobbling up to you.
"Y/N (M/N) (L/N)!"
Oh shit. You were in trouble. Your full name? You looked up and bit your lip, looking ashamed.
"Never in all my years..."
"Have I seen something so stupid... so reckless... so totally irresponsible... and so brave. Ye may not be from Berk... but ya got a Viking spirit in ya lass. I'm glad you're safe," he said, pulling yourself onto into a hug.
You hug him back. Out of the corner of your eye you see Snotlout and his dad. Spitelout has a hand on his shoulder. He nods.
On one hand, you were happy for Snotlout... but... why was he only proud of him when it was too late? He could've died... and he wouldn't have gotten that validation.
You turned to watch as blue shots and fire were seen up in the clouds. You were scared. There was no noise except the flutter of wings and the charging up of the shots...
Until finally... the Red Death fell from the sky. She was going straight down. And you watched as Hiccup and Toothless followed in suit.
——
When the dust... sort of settled, ash filling the air, you all went in to find Hiccup. You all watched him fall, so he had to be in here. Somewhere.
You were walking with Snotlout and the others when you found Toothless curled up on himself. You started to tear up, and looked up at Snotlout, who was trying to look brave, despite the glossy tears building up, but... even through all their petty fighting... Hiccup was his cousin.
You sniffled and shook your head, and saw Spitelout try and put a hand on his shoulder, when Snotlout was nudged by a dragon's snout... his dragon.
He put his arm over him, and you sniffled, leaning against him. He wrapped his arm around your waist.
Toothless opened up his wing to reveal Hiccup's body and you gasped, tears streaming freely down your face this time...
Until Stoick yelled that he was alive. You cheered and hugged Snotlout, drying your tears. You ran up, and hugged your dad, who laughed and ruffled your hair.
——
It was a busy few days while Hiccup rested, rebuilding Berk and helping people train their dragons. So busy you hadn't had time to really talk to Snotlout outside of helping and occasionally riding with him.
You were standing with your father outside the Chief's house when the door opened. You saw Snotlout rise on his dragon, just to scare Hiccup. When he actually walked out and saw that there was nothing to fear, he smiled. He was beaming.
You watched as Astrid punched him in the shoulder, then kissed him. Then you ran over, and punched his other shoulder.
"Ow! Why is it always violence with you two?!"
"You idiot I thought you died!" You yelled, crossing your arms.
Before you dropped the act and hugged him. He was one of your best friends, he scared you.
"I'm glad you're okay...."
——
"So... um did you name him yet?" You asked.
It was late afternoon, and you were sitting on one of the cliffs with Snotlout, his dragon laying behind you two.
"Yeah... Hookfang. I think it suits him," he mumbled, petting his snout. "My dad doesn't really... like him that much... won't let him inside... or let me build somewhere for him to stay... but I'm gonna anyway..."
"Oh who gives a damn what your father thinks... he's not the brave Viking who got all up in the Red Death's eye, or the one who trained a monstrous nightmare... so I think his opinion is mute," you scoffed, softly petting Hookfang.
Snotlout stared, lovesick. You thought so highly of him even through his cocky and brash attitude... how could anyone not just fall for you?
"Oh you're so cute... I love you s'much you know that? Oh who's a good boy?" You cooed, scratching under the dragon's chin, making him growl lovingly.
Your hand accidentally brushed against Snotlout's and you pulled away, blushing.
Then you remembered what Astrid did today. And damnit, you were brave too! You swallowed the nerves you had growing, and tried to soothe the butterflies in your stomach. You took a deep breath. You had to do this.
"Hey um... remember when I told you you should try again tomorrow?" You asked.
He looked up with a soft blush, nodding. Of course he remembered it. He hadn't stopped thinking about it. The way you described him... it played over and over in his head.
"Well now is tomorrow... if you still-"
"Yes! I-I... yes... I want... that... all of that... you... I like you, Y/N. Will you please-" he started.
You smirked and shoved his shoulder playfully, repeating what you heard Astrid say.
"That... is for scaring me when you fell off..."
"H-hey that's not my- mmmph-"
You pressed your lips to his in a gentle kiss. One of his hands went to your waist where he pulled you in closer, and the other went up to cup your face. You smiled into the kiss, one hand on his shoulder, the other knocking his helmet off as your fingers threaded into his hair.
He pulled away and laughed, cheeks red. You didn't look any better, with kiss bitten lips.
"... and that's for making me love you."
"Y-you know you're gonna have to kiss me more often now... r-right?"
"Wanna start right now?"
Hookfang blew a ring of smoke around both of you, making you giggle.
"Hey cmon man... I finally got the girl Hookie! And you love Y/N! ... not more than me but-"
A small flame was sent his way.
"Ow! Hookfang!"
You laugh loudly, giving Snotlout a quick peck on the cheek, and Hookfang soft pets.
"There there my big babies... I have enough attention to go around...."
"But I get more cuz I'm your boyfriend, right?"
Flame.
"Ow! Hookfang! For Thor's sake-"
You smiled. Even wider than before as Snotlout started to play wrestle with his dragon. It was chaos... it was stupid... but it was him. And it was home.
Can we normalize small waffle cones. No Shannon just because I got one scoop does not mean I want a sugar cone and just because I got a waffle cone does not mean I want 1748274 scoops of ice cream.
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