#How to Train your Dragon OC

[ratxjuice]

Hi tumblr I hope you like dragons. And yes I was too lazy to draw a background its been a long day </33

Also sorry for the quality, I drew this as a small thing on a larger canvas (will upload the full thing once its finished hehehehe. Its a lil doodle page for this particular HTTYD oc, and I plan on making another one for my other oc).

Obvs I based this on that one WWI art thing. This here.

[catscratchcalico]

Practiced a bit of lineart and brought back a previous Fury Design I made.

[halietto]

Crosshairs girl.... She is really shy (she haves her 4 wings btw😔😔)

[0dragon-bonez0]

I am so back for artfight

[sheeparebees]

Doodle of Ventura and his dragon Cat (previously Halstein but I like Cat better) while I procrastinate

[staarjeelly]

"flower crowns"

more envy artttttttttttttttt (pretty proud of this one actually) they're sitting on a meadow after running away from the rest of the gang.

this was supposed to be part of a bigger post i was planning to make on my insta, but it's going to take me a while to finish the rest of the pieces i have in mind (bc i enjoy making myself suffer) so i decided to share this over here until i'm done. also i was maybe thinking on doing an introduction post for lots (rider) butttttt that's gonna take a while. hope you like them (my shaylas) and don't mention the background because it's one of my first times finishing one :p

i don't know if the quality is going to be shit, i hope not :(

[kishizaki7]

fury in a forest. you can also interpret this as toothless before he was shot down :)

[nightfury2001sartdump]

Some of my current HTTYD WIPs.....mostly Northern Night Fury stuff but there's also a doodle of one of my Light Fury OCs

[xxinkys-ocsxx]

I love drawing oc x cannon while watching the show that my bbg is from

(yes we still have our Christmas tree up please don't judge.)

[crypticpaw]

Sketch for @//Toothlesstism on Twitter of his boy, Bomble!

[hastvic]

Somhairlín of the verdant isle of Erin. She rides a Triple Stryke named Sétanta. AKA here’s my httyd oc :)

[smileponeh]

Christmas 2024 Collab art! :D

Collab with my friend @yuno-cchan ^^

Happy holidays guys! :)

[halietto]

She is tired af of her lmao

[peachy-wafflez]

15 years late to the fandom but have a HTTYD OC

Her name is Aeslif Fjordsdottir. She’s a medic type character and I gave her the most poisonous dragon in the franchise. Her name is Slimespeed.

Anyways yeah don’t steal my stuff gn

[sewershark1002]

havent drawn httyd in while so uh

smal baby thing

isn’t he such a cutie patootie

don’t expect more httyd i don’t draw it a lot

[duoatomica]

"An angel makes itself look scary to pry away evil."

Grimmel's nightmare

(and very much the reason he has avoided killing light furies in 40+ years and only hunts night furies)

"Bloodstain"

"Once a common light fury, now something terrible, oh the things that I've done and deeply regret, hunting this one is the top one.

As I've said, a common light fury despite its reddish tones, a contrast to the blue standard of the species, this should've been enough of a sign that the creature wasn't just a normal, ordinary dragon such as the ones I've hunted for years.

I found it in the forest, drinking some water, at that time I was only about twenty years old, I was young, careless and proud, I decided to use my dragons to attack him. Again, I was careless, I just wanted to kill as many of the strongest, biggest, most dangerous dragons out there and seek my village's praise.

My deathgrippers pounced, the white dragon screeched and fought back, bit and scratched, it was also young and weak, it couldn't escape, atleast not with a wing, its eyes and its left front paw.

The dragon flew away with what was rest of its left wing, it surprisingly managed to take off with that little nub of bones and membranes the Deathgrippers had left behind.

I cursed, spat harsh words at myself and did something I wish I had kept my mouth shut not to do.

I swore, to Odin and above, that we'd meet again, one day, didn't know when. But one day I surely would see the dragon once more.

Three years passed, I had evolved little, but enough to develop some hunting skills here and there, I studied like a damned man, I improved some of my weapons, felt like a new man.

I was once again in the forests with my eight dragons, controlled by no one other than me. So I stood by a berry bush, feeling hungry, I bent down to pick some.

Why did I do that, for Thor's sake.

I heard something approaching, quickly, before I could react I was under a mass of snow-white flesh, being stared at by those empty eye sockets, drooled at by that mouth full of sharp teeth. That demon, it was back. I swore it would come back. And it did, but not how I've expected it to.

I was attacked ferociously, oh, the agony, only I knew the pain of those sharp claws like blades tearing my skin, those teeth trying their best to split my neck in two. I screamed.

My deathgrippers, as loyal as they are, showed up in an instant and again jumped at the light fury, mangling it, but that dragon was no longer a little cub. The battle between one and the eight was fierce, surprisingly the white dragon managed to kill two of them, leaving only six for me to keep.

I almost died that night, my body so mangled it was bordering unrecognizable, I still have a lotta scars, some awful pains here and there.

From that day on, the one who swore we'd meet again was the dragon. This demon has been in my mind since then, in my dreams, terrifying me, making me fear even the slightest movement in the corner of my room.

This bastard knows, it knows very well where I am now, he always knew, all its attacks are very precise and cautious, therefore brutal. I have grown older, stronger and smarter, I have found ways to penetrate that creature's mind, I can also know where it is, but by the gods, the migraines after these little mind-connecting rituals are nearly deadly.

This has been causing me constant paranoia, I may not know if this light fury is right behind me right now.

I've just checked, it isn't.

Ah, the name? I know it doesn't make sense for a cloud-white dragon to be named Bloodstain, considering the crimson red left in many fabrics and anywhere slightly stainable.

But the fool is the one who thinks that the name refers to it, me as the self-centered person that I painfully admit to be, it is a reference to myself.

Me and the blood pools that formed around my body after the attack, the stains on my long discarded clothes, I remember them as I remember my mother's name.

I concluded a long time ago that this is more than a living being."

-Grimmel the Grisly.