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I ALMOST couldn't remember my log in on here. I finally saw HTTYD 3 and my muse finally awakened! I gotta work on updating everything as much as I can! Aaaaaaa glad to be back!

PS: following back slowly! Forgive me!

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sunlived‌:

‘    I    REALLY    DON’T    think      “  boar    pit  ”      is    the    correct    answer    ,    tuff    .    ’        lips    hold    back    a    chuckle    ,    trying    to    keep    a    straight    facade    .    somehow    she’s    positive    the    thorston    boy    won’t    gain    anyone    but    his    sister’s    affection    with    a    boar    pit    challenge    ,    and    they    aren’t    there    to    do    festival    games    either    .    her    father    is    in    that    castle    ,    and    a    good    impression    is    key    when    dealing    with    royalty    .        ‘    maybe    flowers    ?    or    nothing    ,    nothing    at    all    will    be    good    too    .    ’

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tuffnut crossed his arms. there goes his plans. luckily he was a guy with ideas up his sleeves. flowers? ‘ isn’t he a king? i doubt he wants flowers - i can save those for your mom. instead of a boar pit... i can bring him a live boar! eh? ‘ 

tuffnut nudged her gently. he has to like boars. unless he was thinking of stoic . . . maybe he was. but he liked the idea of boars. ‘ if he doesn’t like it, he can always cook it. ‘

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if y’all wanna find me, I’m over at @clawheir my main blog.

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Ruffnut discovering Meatlug’s eggs.

Remake of this gifset!

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@towercursed starter!

* carefully yet nimbly      ,      the dreadlocked viking steadily climbed the base of the tower. he’d recently been chased out of the kingdom passed the forest for eating a few apples. he possibly pulled a few pranks but there is no proof of that. he knew the guards were on the look out for him so as soon as he saw the tower, his first instinct was to hide.

        he’d figure out what lived there later.

❝   they won’t find me up here   -   ❞ he abruptly paused as he stepped through the inside and saw he stepped on golden hair. he picked up a handful of strands      ,     following where it lead to. when he came to the end     ,     he saw that there was a    GIRL    attached.         uh oh      !

he dropped it and backed away so he wouldn’t wake her. but when he backed up, he knocked into the dresser and he cartoonishly grabbed it so it wouldn’t make noise. he peeks over his shoulder   .   she’s still sleeping   !.

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"I know we might not get along much but I... I want you to know that I'd never hesitate to protect you if the chance arises. I mean it."

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     ‘   Bro … ?   ‘   eyes   concerned   /   she   peers   intently.   her   brother’s   shoulders   square   /   muscles   tensed   hands   clenched   too   tight.  features   stoic.   (  what   got   into   him ?  )   a   pit   buries   itself   within   her   stomach   /   worried   KNOTS,   twisted   and   twined.   yet  ,   heart   lightens  ,   warmly   /   something   soft   BLOOMS.   feet   shuffle   near   to   him  ,   slender   arm   slings   itself   over   his   shoulders.  ‘   Thanks  ,   Tuff   …   but  ,   you   don’t   gotta   worry   about   me  ,   got   it ?   ‘   lips   upturn   /   brightly   smile   BEAMS.   if   anyone   was   ever   worried ━━━ it   was   her.   far  ,   far   away   from   CHILDHOOD  days  ,   spent   tugging   o’   warring   over   wood   carved   toys   and   wool   blanket.

   (  though  ,   nothing   nor   them   have   ever   really   changed.  )   back   then  ,   she’d   been   afraid   of   him  ;   now   she   FEARED  for   him.   their   similarities  ,   their   DUALITY  always   existed   in   tandem   /   two   and   one.   no   matter   how   they   violently   clash   /   despite   harsh   lash   of   barbs.   ‘   Listen.   You’re   a   muttonhead.   But  ,   you’re   also   my   baby   brother.   And  ,   you   better   believe   nothing’s   going   to   happen   to   you   while   I’m   around.   Don’t   ever   forget   that !   ‘   fingers   curl   /   knuckles   balled   as   he   hand   flies   /   a   gentle   punch   laid   to   his   arm.

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"you fell for it AGAIN, frost. geez you're really . . . uh what's the word? obvious? oblivion? uh... whatever! you fell for my prank!"

       THE VIKING BOY , PREVIOUSLY   firmly planted on the ground , now hangs by his legs from a tree ; having fallen into yet another one of tuffnut’s traps .  or , as he called them , ‘ pranks ’ .  ❝   i think the word you’re lookin for is   oblivious   , bud ,   ❞   he laughs , despite the blood rushing to his face . he wiggles , but to no avail—the only way he’s getting down is if tuff decides to help him . which , jack knows , he will eventually . it might just take   SOME CONVINCING   .   ❝   yeah , yeah , you got me n’ all that . you’re …  ❞  this one might hurt .   ❝   the   PRANK MASTER   .   ❞   oof . relinquishing the title hurts like a   kick in the gut   . but hey , it’s his word against tuff’s—he can say tuff’s the prank master without really meaning it .   ❝   now help me down !! or i’ll , i’ll … put gum in your hair while you sleep .  ❞

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* out of pranks. sooooo i shouldn’t be on considering i’m on hiatus across all my blogs. but i’m breaking my own rule bc @jokullfryst is indirectly enabling me lmaoooo. 

i wanna change tuffs dash icon, redo his icons in general and.... just decorate his blog again. also! he is going to be strictly canon divergent now. thanks fr tuning into my ko konversation!

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hvessa:

❝          actually  ,    i’d  love  to  get  your  help  on  this  ,    tuff    .          ❞          a  hand  gestures  for  him  to  come  closer  ,    join  her  where  she  is  working    -    kneeling  on  the  floor  surrounded  on  all  sides  by  parchment  covered  in  scrawled  hand  ,    with  one  perfect  copy  standing  clearly  from  the  rest    .

❝          i’m  helping  hiccup  and  fishlegs  with  migration  routes  for  the  book  of  dragons  ,    and  i’m  up  to  the  changewings    .          ❞          you  gesture  at  the  half - finished  page  ,    the  area  around  the  edge  on  the  map  oddly  blank    .          ❝          i  wasn’t  here  when  the  dragons  were  during  their  migration  ,    but  you  were    .        think  you  could  help    ?          ❞

   tuff joins her side immediately when she gestures for him. kneeling on the ground , his eyes scans over ‘pon the floor. he was invested in her penmanship  -  he wished he could write half as good as that. he snapped out of his trance and barely caught the end of her sentence.

     ❝    you can count on me, heather   .  but i’m . . . not sure i remember too well but i’ll do the best i can! ❞

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hvessa:

fingers  stained  dark  with  charcoal  ,    you  are  bent  over  spread  parchment    .        before  you  lies  quickly  scrawled  maps  of  migration  routes  ,    messy  from  being  drawn  on  the  wing  ,    you  are  determined  to  rewrite  them  with  precision  :    to  be  contributed  to  THE  BOOK  OF  DRAGONS    .

a  voice  breaks  you  from  concentration  ,    hues  as  green  as  dragon - nip  meeting  the  young  trickster’s  ,    &.    you  offer  him  a  smile    .          ❝         hey  ,    tuff    .          ❞          from  your  side  you  produce  a  cloth  ,    wiping  down  your  hands  as  you  speak    .          ❝          what  are  you  doing    ?          ❞

    a light blush paint his cheeks as soon as she speaks; accompanied by a lop-sided, goofy smile. he places a hand behind his head as his eyes avoid her for the moment but he looks at her. he gulps as he , again , try to find the words     -    they soon tumble out in stutters and gibberish.

        ❝  s - so i just wanted to spend time with someone  !   i - i mean i guess you’re BUSY so, i’ll find hiccup or snotlout . . .  ❞  he speaks with his hands and they fly every which way before jerking behind him. he backs up slowly, laughing nervously.          ❝  guess, i’ll see ya around, h - heather   .  ❞

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sunsreign:

“Are you REALLY called that?”  The teen cocked her head to the side, eyes sparkling with astonishment.    If it was true… then she was putting her trust in the right person…     

“O-Oh… sorry, I should’ve introduced myself…  I’m Rapunzel...     it’s a pleasure to meet you  ‘Tuffnut secret keeper Thorston..”   

Seeing as this was PRETTY MUCH her first day out in the real world…   she felt a bit..  lost  Perhaps this man could help her.  

“Would you mind telling me where I am?”

            ❝ Totally! That’s my name    -    don’t wear it out. 

               But, uh, Just call me Tuffnut or Tuff. Or whatever floats your ship. ❞

    Rapunzel . . . ? How the name rolls easily off his tongue. He tries to keep his composure but he falls victim to the rose coloring surrounding her visage. Tuffnut is instantly smitten and why wouldn’t he be? With a goofy smile plastered on his face, he answered her, ❝ You’re in Berk! ❞

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out of tricks. so i’ve been on my oc for the time being as i have high muse over there. i will not drop the url for privacy reasons BUT if you’d like to interact with me there ( it’s multi everything ), give this a like and I’ll tell you the url!

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coronaed:

“N-No, wait… you can’t tell ANYONE…”  It was a wonderful feeling to see Tuffnut so excited  over something SHE could do…    but her Mother had warned her… that others would come after her because of her hair and the powers it possessed.  Despite her warnings, Rapunzel still left the safety of her tower…  and now she was at a higher risk….   

Only people she truly TRUSTED could know about this…  and sadly she just didn’t know Hiccup well enough…  

Her hands grasped the viking’s, pleadingly..      “You have to promise to keep this a secret….   PLEASE…    just for now..”

       So is this how friendships started? He could feel warmth from her and something told him this would be the start of a beautiful friendship  -  something he isn’t truly used to. As the only friends he;s really had were the group. . . and his sister. But nothing outside of that truly grew. Most likely because he is a trickster. He flinched slightly when she took his hands into his. Her small hands felt nice against his cool hands.

        He smirks. He could totally keep it. But he was afraid his body language might give it away. So he’d probably end up staying with her for the time being until she was ready to open up.

       ❝ Secrets, huh? I can totally keep those. They don’t call me Tuffnut Secret Keeper Thorston for nothing, er, who are you? ❞

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coronaed:

“Don’t be ridiculous  I can’t let you walk around with such an injury, you’re bleeding out”   

Truly, she was thankful to Tuffnut   -–and luckily enough she had a way she could properly show him how appreciative she was..    

Without asking, Rapunzel took his arm and coiled her golden tresses around it.  “I’m fine….  thanks to you….you’re going to be okay in a second… I promise….”    

with that she started her song,  and her hair began to glow so prettily   ….    

it was probably an odd sight for the viking….    but maybe he wouldn’t freak out?  …   Once her song ended, she gazed towards him…    “How are you feeling now?”

        ❝ — WHOA ! ❞ Tuffnut was in awe at the sight of her golden tresses . . . glowing. His first thought was to accuse her as a witch but it seemed much more than that. He looked at his arm to see it healed. Lips upturn into a smile and he gently grabs her shoulders, giddily laughing. This was so awesome!

         ❝ You’re some sort of goddess! You have to be  -  not even a witch can do that! I have to tell Hiccup about you! This is way too awesome to keep for myself! ❞