#and im hyperfixating on httyd again

[tomasweetheart]

wind breaker httyd au 💆

[majoralynx]

Heyyy guyss…. I’m back 😋😋 didja miss me 😜😜

[useless-moss]

Please send help my brain is planning out how to create an elaborate httyd minecraft mod against my will

[thegh0stofwilburtheworm]

i wish i was in httyd world, sighh i want a dragon :((

[candle5000]

HTTYD SOUNDTRACK

good evening folks. i’m crying over the how to train your dragon soundtrack(s) and it’s killing me (again).

i hope somebody out there relates to the intense visceral feeling i get in the beginning of “stoick saves hiccup�� from the second movie. pure childhood nostalgia. pure melancholy. pure tears because of the way powell constructed the song and how it uses that theme (which is so familiar that i feel like it was actually introduced in the first movie but im not sure). guys. guyyyyyys. that THEME.

i actually feel like i’m going to explode every time i restart the song. like every single time. because of that theme. i’ve put it in every playlist that suits it and in every tier of bittersweet melancholy sad playlist i have and yet i am STILL unsatisfied and i feel as though new playlist for a new tier must be created because this feeling is so intense and different

i might just be having a Moment because i’m writing this at 1:30am. but what. the fuck. (and that’s not the only bit that’s hitting me in the feels. it’s the WHOLE DAMN SOUNDTRACK. with specific songs giving me specific feelings. *screams*)

somebody please talk to me about how to train your dragon’s soundtrack because i’m losing my mind and i say that about a lot of things i love but this is so different and raw and strange

like i can’t even describe how much these movies mean to me and a huge chunk of that is the soundtrack. like i can barely type right now because all i want is to be able to plaster my feelings and the music onto this post because nothing else is working to describe it. i keep trying to speak but what comes out is “guh” because i want to express the music desperately and physically

(i saw it in a theater recently and that triggered this hyperfixation. got so many chills and tears during that showing. like i feel like im going to actually blow up just thinking about it)

anyways

[rodolfoparras]

MR ALEC!!! It’s joint pain anon again (if you can even call me that) BUT, I WENT AND WATCHED THE LIVE ACTION HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON MOVIE WITH MY BOYFRIEND!!!! It was so good!! *insert flappy hands here* I already want to watch it again (the hyperfixation of httyd has come back full force from my childhood) I didn’t watch the movie for me, I watched it for my younger self who’s still curled up with her httyd build a bears. <3

HELLO HELLO HELLO LOVE ITS BEEN SO LONG!! HOW ARE YOU? I HOPE ALL ID WELL!! a live action of how to train your dragon must’ve been a wonderful experience!! I’ve never properly watched the movie only seen the clips but I can only imagine how magical it can look when put in a live action!!!and I’m so glad you enjoyed it and im glad you got something to bring you back/ remind you of your childhood nostalgia can be bittersweet sometimes but in this case it just sounds like it was super sweet experience !!!!🫶🏻🫶🏻

[toothbrushfingers]

HEY YALL IM ALIVE

and plan on being more active again

i’m so sorry for taking such a long break unannounced, i was in a really weird not so good place mentally and my interests had also shifted a bit. a lot of really really good movies came out this year (with more to come.. you know where to find my oct 27 lmao) and i got hyperfixated on them so httyd wasn’t really a priority for a while there.

anyway i love you all and hope you’ve all be doing well <3333

oh wait aLSO?!?! 822 FOLLOWERS ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?! TYYY ILYY

[strawberry-pretzels]

a (not so) comprehensive list of pieces of media that i've consumed. cause some of these don't even have a fandom at all. jesus christ ive had so many hyperfixations

(ignore this im making it for an intro post)

note !! -- these are all the fandoms i remember. i have a million other fandoms i probably forgot about that you can feel free to ask me anytime! ("are you in the x fandom," etc)

current/active hyperfixations will be in purple, and not so active but very susceptible to reviving itself (i still keep in touch with) is in blue

shows: toh, gravity falls, amphibia, tgamm, ducktales (2017), carmen sandiego, liv and maddie, voltron legendary defender, inbestigators, the trollhunters/tales of arcadia series, inside job, tmnt 2012, rottmnt, stranger things, good omens, doctor who, the magnus archives (podcast), the last bus, the hollow, the music freaks, death note, tangled the series, sonic prime, shadow and bone, dragons: race to the edge, maria clara at ibarra, young sheldon, the babysitters club, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen, apothecary diaries, maya and the three

movies: the spiderman movies (spiderman trilogy, tasm, homecoming, ffh and nwh, itsv and atsv), sth, rottmnt the movie and tmntmm, coco, conclave, mean girls, the devil wears prada, maze runner trilogy, hello love again, kpop demon hunters

books/comics/manga: grishaverse, riordanverse, the famous five, tmnt idw comics (up to vol8), the cat who saved books, the school for good and evil, dork diaries, httyd, the maze runner, agggtm, metamorphosis, the naturals

music: queen, laufey, abba, tyler the creator, kendrick lamar, radiohead, beabadoobee, opm

last updated july 13, 2025

[star-saver]

Girl help im hyperfixated on How to Train Your Dragon

[univemma]

Finally watched 'Not Lout' the other day,,, Spitelout Jorgenson count your days

(Context i adored httyd years ago and watched rtte but recently im hyperfixating on it and rewatching it, and i literally remember nothing from the show its so fun being able to first watch again after years)

[marahuyos]

The Take over, the Breaks Over

The island gave you plenty of opportunities to pick yourself back up: a paying job, a decent apartment, nice landlord, and not to mention how many people are looking towards making music ever since the new ambassador of Vandelay Industries was a rockstar.

That is, if you were still allowed to perform.

And so, you were left trying to light that spark in you again by performing in clubs. Not the best place to start but hey, at least they let you be on the stage.

You were happy to play in front of a crowd that barely appreciates you, so why does this brunette with a running mouth is trying to pry into your life?

Chai (Hi-Fi RUSH) X GN!Reader

A/N: IM BACK WITH MY NEW HYPERFIXATION SKSSKKSKS this game has truly been in my brain ever since it got secretly launched and I've wanted to take a jab and write for this since Chai has checked all of my criteria for my old childhood crush tropes (brunette, dork, and a loser: is2g this is like my addiction towards hiccup back when httyd released askdjakdjas)

anywayyy, hope you guys enjoy this hastily written fic! i wont drop it like how i dropped start of a new fool swear skkssdklfdsjk

The coffee machine's beat was always colored brown.

Not the ugly type of brown, it's the brown that you would see when peering over a mug of steaming hot espresso. Or it could be the gradient of a cafe americano with the ice clinking gently against the cup. Or it could be the famous chocolate almond donut that the cafe sells that the people who love to be active on their social media take pictures of.

To you, though, it was just the machine's way of saying that it was just another day.

Presenting a baggie of cookies, you gave them to the next techie that needed her sugar high. With a polite smile, you waved her goodbye as she left the cafe, humming the same song the radio was playing.

Her voice was spicy even though she was humming, with ranges of orange and red. Hard to believe someone with colors like that would love sugary treats.

A call of your name shook you out of your little reverie. A droid coworker waved behind the counter. "Is number 34 ready yet?"

You nodded, getting the packaged cake and wrapping it in its delivery box before giving it to J4R-D1. Raising your hands, you presented the instructions to him as the drone groaned.

"Seriously, why am I stuck with delivering and managing Madeleine's crummy party for the fifth time this week?"

You shrugged, giving him a hapless smile as you patted his shoulder.

He rolled his optics, getting the box and left but not before stopping at the door. "Oh yeah, your friend down south wants you to be there earlier than usual. Something about meeting important clientele or something."

You nodded waving him goodbye and a safe trip (and good luck) before setting aside your apron and timing out your shift. With your work "uniform" gone, you grabbed your case from underneath the counter and jumped across it.

"That time already?" Your boss called out from the kitchen. You nodded at him before waving goodbye with a hopeful smile.

"Knock 'em dead, kid! They won't know what hit 'em!" With his praise, you ventured outside jumping up in the air with glee as you hurried to your other job.

That is, until the tempo was stopped drastically by someone.

Seething from your tumble, you gasped when you crashed against an actual human being who is currently groaning on the floor. Panicking, you hurriedly stood up and helped them back onto their feet. With an apologetic smile, you quickly showed your apologies by rubbing your fist over your heart and dusting off any dust on his clothes. You took notice of the brightly colored fit he has; red scarf, yellow jacket, and an obnoxious shirt before running off. You hoped he would come back soon so you can give him an apology donut but that doesn't matter right now.

Your fingers were twitching to play the strings once more. And with a jump (with no random passersby), your mechanical feet turned into roller skates as you skated down the road. The tempo came back with full force.

Having already known the route, you breeze past the people on the already busy street. Skillfully weaving across throngs of human and metal bodies, you skated across the road before hopping onto the sidewalk when the traffic light turned green. Reaffirming your grip on your case, you picked up speed, tactfully dodging the strangers going about their day as the bright sun shines down upon you. You got the occasional 'Watch it!' or 'Hey!" from the people who were too close for comfort but that didn't stop your flow.

Jumping into the air, you landed on a railing, skidding across the metal as sparks flew from your skates. You made sure that no one was close to the railing before jumping off and skidding to a stop in front of an unassuming building.

This was your other job.

(Well, more like a passion since you aren't getting any pay out of this.)

Returning your feet to normal, you stepped inside the building and the tone drastically changed. When the rhythm outside was upbeat and sunny, the inside was a slow but reverberating rhythm with cool notes and generally something you wouldn't associate yourself with. After all, an afternoon nightclub wasn't a place anyone can truly shine. 

Alas, this was where you get to perform once more.

Before you could slink past the crowd, you were stopped by a cold voice accompanied by an equally icy color. "You're late."

Sucking in a breath through your teeth, you slowly turned around to see a tall man tower over you. His red, pomade-covered hair slightly covered his face with one strand of hair dyed in bright orange as it twirled in front of his forehead. His ice blue eyes bore into your own as a disappointed frown was etched on his face.

"You know how important this is." He stated, his crimson coat billowing behind him as he grabbed a lint roller from his inside pocket. With a roll of your eyes, you let him pick up any stray lint, crumb, or coffee ground as he continued to lecture you about your tardiness.

The man named Sazerac was someone who put up a cold front but he was the only one who truly believed in you.

"Don't give me that look." He chastised you, bringing your chin to meet his face. "You're lucky that they're willing to stay on the island for a few more days. You should be grateful that I pulled enough strings to keep 'em here."

You sighed through your nose, wanting his fussing to be over with. With a content huff, Sazerac backed off from your space, giving one last fix on your clothes. He gave you a heated glare on your attitude.

"I brought you here on this stage to perform again," he started, eyeing you dangerously, "and I can easily take it back."

Biting your lip, you fixed your posture; back ramrod straight, shoulders pulled back, and chin held high. He gave a content hum as he lifted his hand to tap the metal protruding from your neck, making you flinch.

"Don't disappoint."

Nodding, you slipped towards the backstage, flashing your ID card to the bouncer droid as he nodded at you. Passing by random staff and performers, you went towards center stage, behind the curtains that were waiting to rise. The base of the club calmed down, leaving you to open your case to reveal your most prized possession.

The beat came back once more. It's tempo both calming you down and pumping up your heart at the same time. As you adjusted the strings, you held its neck as your faithful bow was twirled across your hand. As your foot tapped with the rhythm, you took in a deep breath before shakily exhaling out.

As the announcer stated your name, you placed your bow on the neck. 'It's time once more for me to shine.'

The Struts

"Fallin' With Me"

Fallin' With Me Single

"Whoa," the brunette breathed out, staring in awe at the opulence of the club, "I never knew the island had places like these around!"

"No one really wants to go to these places except for the people who don't work the 9 to 5." Peppermint explained through 808. "Which makes it all the more suspicious for a regular barista to come here."

Chai slinked past some snooty couple, him coughing inside his scarf from their overpowering perfume. Seriously, what was up with rich people and their aerosol perfumes? "Maybe they got a gig here? They were holding a huge case, remember?"

"... Yeah. A gig in an afternoon nightclub." Chai doesn't even need to see Peppermint's infamous dry stare. "Like that's a likely story–"

You be my Alice

And I'll be your Mad Hatter

We can live in a palace

Nothing too amateur

Are you fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa fallin' for me?

Before the both of them could bicker more, the curtains were drawn back. The spotlights centered upon a figure on the stage and what Chai first saw was the beautiful electric cello that seemed to gleam from the attention it was getting. The silver finish of the instrument was something Chai couldn't help but gawk at until 808 nudged his cheek to focus on the person holding it.

"Heh, what do you know!" He said with smug pride. "Our guy's up on that stage!"

In 808, he could barely make out Peppermint's concealed groan. "I'm not gonna bother to try and argue. Just figure out a way to get them off the stage!"

Show me your talents

I'll throw them back at ya

No matter what happens

I'll keep up the temperature

Are you fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa fallin' for me? (Woo!)

Rolling his eyes, Chai grumbled under his breath but he ran towards the stage nonetheless. This part of the nightclub had the seats set in a way that its seats surrounded the stage. A multitude of people filled up the seats; the majority of them were wearing expensive cybernetics and clothing that Chai couldn’t help but remember Mimosa fitting in nicely with them. Although, he doubts she would’ve let the person onstage play their tune.

Speaking of them, Chai couldn’t help but be mesmerized by them from time to time. 808 had to paw him back to reality each time he had to stop and gawk. It wasn’t like him to be starstruck but it was hard to ignore how the guy is absolutely killing the song. He didn’t think that cellos were capable of doing rock but he was proven wrong when they were practically dancing with the cello. Each beat was perfectly enunciated by their shoulders bopping and the near-sensual rhythm was complemented with their perfectly executed dance choreography. If Chai didn’t know any better, they were practically born to perform on stage.

“Sucks to beat this guy up.” He remarks to 808. “Would’ve loved to get to know ‘em more.”

“Hey!” A voice called out and Chai noted to himself that he was spotted later than usual. “Losers aren’t supposed to be here!”

Chai glared at the offender, a waiter droid who held a tray of fancy drinks. “Hey, I may be a loser but I’m the Ambassador of Vandelay Technologies so what does that make you?!”

Before he realized what he just said, his entire team screamed into his ear. “Chai!!!”

Yes or no?

Let's go! (Yeah)

“You?!” The droid exclaimed before throwing the tray away, the drinks spilling on unsuspecting customers as they screamed the prices of their clothes. “Rattle ‘em, boys!”

With a groan, Chai readied his weapon. Heaps of scrap metal clinging together to form his signature guitar as 808 turned into their ball form. More droids started rushing in, some of them toppling over the seats as the customers screamed brands that Chai didn’t care for. Bouncer droids made up most of the enemies as waiter droids made up for their unassuming appearance by smashing expensive bottles into the ground and raising its jagged edges at Chai.

With a smirk, Chai rushed forward, feet stomping in tune with the beat as he felt the rush go through his central power unit. No, more than that. When he smacked a waiter droid away, he looked up on stage to still see the person perform despite the chaos. They were still playing on beat and Chai realized that each blow he dealt, the guy’s bow also played alongside him.

Almost as if they were in sync with one another.

A bouncer droid smacked him away from his internal monologue, his body flying across the club before crashing at the bar. Bottles of expensive alcohol were destroyed as the fluids covered Chai from head to toe. As if that wasn’t the end of it, the shelf holding the bottles tilted down, the bottles sliding down and hitting Chai multiple times, each bonk more painful than the last.

You're coming with me

Let's take a dive

Meet at the rainbow

9:45

Wear something trashy

That's what I like (yeah)

We're on the rooftop

Jumpin' off the sides (jumpin' off the sides)

Are you fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa fallin' (are you?), fallin' with me?

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

With a groan, Chai clambered on the countertop, dizzy from being hit more than he wanted and the reeking stench of alcohol in his clothes. “Our guy is still playing up there!”

“Good. Makes it all the more easy for us.” Peppermint stated.

“Us?!” Chai exclaimed, standing back up to his full height. “You guys aren’t even here!”

“Well, you haven’t called us in now, have you?” Peppermint retorted and Chai can practically hear her smirk.

With one large groan, he relented and called in Macaron to deal with the bouncer droids. “I got this Chai! Go get them!”

Jumping onto Macaron’s hand, the large man threw him back towards the stage, this time Chai stuck the landing. He was on stage this time, with the guy still playing the cello. He can’t help but be impressed by the guy.

He willed his hand to turn off the magnetism, the guitar falling apart as he tucked away the baton. 808 flew to his ear, and from the mint color, he knew that Peppermint was ready to rip him a new one. “Chai, what the hell are you doing?!”

“Relax, Peppermint.” He said, walking up to them in an easygoing way. “I’m gonna go talk to them. From one performer to another. They’ll listen!”

“Mister Chai. It seems you have forgotten the first time you tried to ‘talk’!” CNMN interjected. “It was how we first met, after all!”

“Relax! This is gonna be different!” He eased them, hands raising in a non-threatening way. “I can see it in their movement. They move to the beat just like me!”

Ignoring Macaron’s prayers, he finally stood in front of the guy. Their eyes were closed, entirely focusing on playing the cello as Chai took a moment to watch them perform. They were truly in their element, no movement a waste as their fingers danced across the neck.

“Hi! I’m Chai, Ambassador of Vandelay Technologies but you kinda knew that already.” He said, clasping his hands behind his head. “I gotta say, from one performer to another, you really know how to command the stage!”

He was deftly ignored, the cello’s low notes greeting his ears as he grimaced. “Okay… So, I got a little itty-bitty mission that I gotta do in the name of Vandelay. Nothing against you as a performer! Like, you’re super good with that already! But it’s also super important that you come along with me--”

And he heard it. It wasn’t unlike anything he’s heard of. He couldn’t even call it a voice-it was more like notes coming together to form a cohesive sentence.

‘You want to shut your goddamn mouth?’

The evil is landing through the roof on your tablе top

Let's eat up some damagе (woo!)

There goes my trail of thought

Are you fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa fallin' with me? (Are you fallin' with me, babe?)

He whipped his head around, 808 avoiding his rapid motions. “Wh-Who said that?!”

808 flew to his field of vision. “Chai, what the hell are you doing?”

Behind the cat, the person finally opened his eyes. They were staring at Chai with unabashed shock but they still haven’t ceased their performance. He blinked rapidly, a hand raising to remove some earwax as Chai wiped his fingers.

And he heard it again. ‘What the hell is wrong with this guy?’

There was no denying it this time. “You’re saying those things?!”

The next note was noticeably sharper as they gasped. “What the fu--”

“That’s.” Chai started, pointing his finger at them. “So. Cool! Like, I can hear you talk through your cello! How freaky is that?!”

He danced across the stage as if he won the lottery because of that revelation. The guy was still playing but it was noticeably more slowed down as they stared at Chai. “How-this isn’t even possible. I’m playing the notes to the song--”

“But I can still understand you!” Chai exclaimed, running up to them and appraising them like they were made out of diamonds. “Man, this is so crazy! It’s like we got this special connection that lets us talk to one ano--”

“No, don’t finish that sentence.” They played with fear. “I don’t wanna think about that.”

Their face soon turned into worry, glancing at a space behind Chai as he noticed their hands tensing against their cello. He turned around, spotting a man in striking red surrounded by more rich people. Before he could say something, they adjusted their grip as they strummed their bow against the strings. Before he knew it, a force pushed him back from the stage, Chai crashing down on the seats as he sat up in shock.

They jumped from the stage, landing gracefully in front of Chai as their feet turned into wheels. Energy was pumping through their cello and Chai could feel the vibrations through his chest as he scurried to stand up. They glared at Chai, bow poised at the neck, ready to blast another attack.

“Well, I guess negotiations are off the table.” He noted, getting his guitar back as he readied his stance.

Yes or no?

Let's go! (Yeah)

You're coming with me

Let's take a dive (dive)

Meet at the rainbow

9:45 (five)

Wear something trashy (woo!)

That's what I like (yeah)

We're on the rooftop

Jumpin' off the sides (sides)

Are you fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa fallin' for me?

They skated across the area, confusing Chai as his eyes tried to keep up. Hearing the next beat, he raised his guitar to block a sound wave and parried it back towards them. They staggered back and Chai took the opportunity to grapple towards them and strike them with his guitar. He had a few good hits in before they played their cello and the sound pushed them away.

They twirled around, cello spinning alongside them as they flourished their bow. Playing some complex notes, Chai was completely flabbergasted when moving figures made from sound waves erupted from the ground like… like daisies! And these daisies are aiming at him like he was target practice!

He nabbed 808, the cat not even turning back to normal as he yelled at their ear. "Peppermint, just what the hell is this guy about?!"

"I-I don't know! I haven't breached that far into their files!" She quickly explained. "Just-try not to die out there, okay? Back up's on the way!"

He let go of 808, the cat glaring at him from his manhandling. "You better hope that I won't tattle on your mom because of this!"

You're coming with me

Let's take a dive (dive)

Meet at the rainbow

9:45 (five)

Wear something trashy (woo!)

That's what I like (yeah)

We're on the rooftop

Jumpin' off the sides (sides)

Are you fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa fallin' for me?

He tried to rush the figures but before he could land a hit, one of them exploded, but it brought him closer to you as you slugged him across the room with your cello as if it was a baseball bat. A pained yelp escaped his lips, his body crashing once more against an unsuspecting waiter droid as they poofed from existence, leaving behind their scrap parts. Picking himself back up, Chai flourished his guitar before pinging Peppermint.

The girl dropped down, spinning her guns before shooting at the figures. “You got this, Chai!”

Chai ran ahead, the figures disappearing when they got too close. Jumping up in the air, he raised his guitar before slamming it down on the ground where they were. Not letting them recover, he continued his onslaught, each strike on-point to the beat before returning the same slug that they did to him. Their body flew across this room, hitting the seats close to where he saw the red man.

Speaking of him, he went closer to them, whispering closely to their ear. Their face went from pained, to shock, and then to desperation, and Chai’s interest was piqued. What did he say that made them act up like that?

Before he could lay out a quip, they stood up hastily. They brandished their cello once more, playing another string of complex notes as the figures conglomerated into one figure. A breathless squeak escaped Chai’s throat as he gaped at the gargantuan monster that stood behind them. And oh of course, the monster has fists the size of Macaron, of course!

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Tell me, baby)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (yeah, me through)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (anyways)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Chai gulped nervously before he raised his guitar. This was just as worse as fighting a giant mechanical werewolf. Before he could move, they charged forward, the monster raising its fist and Chai panicked. He called in Macaron as the large man struggled in blocking the gargantuan fist.

Chai let out a hasty apology before he jumped on the monster’s arm and ran across it. Before he could even move, the guy jumped on the same arm and pointed his bow at Chai. He rolled his eyes before twirling his guitar and did the same pose as them. For a moment, he swore he saw their mouth tug upwards before they surged forward. He blocked the first blow from the cello then rolled away from the swipe of their bow before he called in Peppermint and let her shoot them. As they were blocking the bullets, Chai went past the girl before he swung his guitar from the ground up.

However, he knew it wouldn’t be that easy. A giant fist grabbed Chai, stopping him from doing his attack as he got raised towards the monster’s face. Even though it didn’t have a real ‘face’, Chai can’t help but feel deja vu in this situation. Just what was with him and being grabbed all the damn time?

“Chai, duck!” A familiar voice yelled. Immediately tucking his head down to his chest, he felt the telltale cyclones strike the monster’s face as they let him go. Taking his chance, Chai went back, running towards the stunned cello player when the monster was destroyed as his beaten guitar suddenly transformed into a sparkling new one.

“Sorry,” he started, “it’s curtains for you.”

The guitar made a direct hit towards the guy’s stomach and Chai does not envy the way their breath flew out of their lungs. Their body flew across the room, hitting the stage as it got destroyed. Not only that, the force of the crash made the curtains hanging on fall down, practically closing in on them.

Woo!

Are you coming with me?

Let's take a dive (dive)

Meet at the rainbow

9:45 (not a second later)

Wear something trashy

That's what I like (that's what I like)

We're on the rooftop

Jumpin' off the sides (jumpin' off the sides)

Are you fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa fallin' (woo!), fallin for me?

Fallin' with me

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

And with that, the final note came to an end and Chai couldn’t help but pat himself on the back. “This looks like a job well done!”

Familiar footsteps walked towards him and he didn’t need to turn around to see the familiar strong woman of the group give him a dead stare. “Sure, let’s not talk about how much property damage you’ve done.”

He waved her off. “Eh, just put in on my tab.”

She raised her hand before putting it down. “I-that’s not how that works-you know what, nevermind. Job well done, Chai.”

He let the praise get into his head until Korsica walked past him. He watched as she removed the curtains and picked up the person with ease, throwing them over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. She snapped her fingers and soon two droids marched behind Chai. “Get their weapons. I’m bringing them in for questioning.”

“Ooohh,” Chai drawled out, stepping closer to her, “another Korsica interrogation? Mind if I help?”

She shrugged. “Sure, I can do the talking and you can be intimidating.”

He nodded at her words, a smirk already forming on his lips. “Yeaah, that’s what I wanna hear! I wanna get them to fess up with just one look!”

The ‘look’ that he was going for looked like he was trying to pop a blood vessel. Korsica patted his head. “I’m already quaking in my boots.”

“Good job, guys.” Peppermint’s voice rang through 808. “You can bring them here, Korsica. I got my own beef with them.”

A barely noticeable smile was painted on Korsica’s face when she heard Peppermint’s voice. “Whatever you say.”

She aptly ignored the way Chai was doing smooching faces when she responded. Raising her hand, she squished Chai’s cheeks. “Don’t you have a more pressing matter to attend to?”

He struggled to get out of her grip as he placed his fists on his hips. “This interrogation is a very pressing matter! I don’t wanna miss out on this!”

Korsica fondly rolled her eyes. “Of course you wouldn’t.”

[takaispog]

Intro :]

I'm Taka, but I also go by Blake or Peter. [preference order; Taka, Peter, Blake]

I use he/they/it pronouns, I DO care what you use for me, I hate she/her pronouns with a passion I will never EVER use them for myself. [preference order; he, it, they]

I am an artist, but don't expect much from me cause I am awful when it comes down to actually drawing. Most of my drawings either take a few hours or a whole week, I literally cannot sit down at my computer and focus for more than 10 minutes, it's hard living in such a world.. [adhd + autism]

IM NEVER ONLINE DATING AGAIN. WORST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE.

Oh, also I'm a writer and I spend a lot of my time writing more than I do drawing. I've made several AUs [mostly DSAF] that I would love to share with you all!! I'm the creator of Broken Promises on Twitter [@dsafbrknpromise] and although it's been a while since I've actually done anything with it, maybe this'll give me the motivation to continue it / make content related to it.

Not in a lot of fandoms because I can't have more than one interest at a time due to not being able to get into stuff easily. Mostly cause DSAF is such a huge hyperfixation as of currently and I can't watch anything without going "haha dsaf" whenever somebody says the name Jack or Peter.

The fandoms I am in are as follows; [ Most liked to Least liked ]

Dayshift at Freddy's [DSAF]

Dialtown

How To Train Your Dragon [HTTYD]

Pokémon

Slime Rancher

Overwatch

Five Nights at Freddy's [FNAF]

Also a HUUUUGE Group Chat fan [ Isaacwhy, Softwilly, etc.. ] so if anybody out there a huge fan too, hmu.

Will mostly be a DSAF account, will probably post about Peter Kennedy a lot due to him being my husband and us having three children and a house on a hill!

BYF;

I make jokes about wanting to kms and sexual jokes towards fictional adult characters, I'm also really REALLY into DSAF so if spam about the game / fanfiction / art pisses you off gtfo. I do not give a damn. [if you also hate the game get off my page idc about ur opinions]

I make die jokes towards close friends [unless told not to] and type in all caps sometimes, if that makes you uncomfortable in any way you are free to leave!! :] I don't want anybody on my page to feel uncomfortable or anything, I do genuinely care about the people of this fandom, you guys are funny / cool / incredibly talented and I cannot wait to meet new people and make friends.

I sometimes come off a little strong / rude and that's because I cannot read my own tone!! So sorry if I sound sarcastic sometimes or if I sound mean about something, I don't mean to be!! I will make it known if I meant to come off as rude though.

I am an OSDD-1b system. If you don't know what that is, you could do research about it!! If you don't want to idc I tend to keep my system off my shit.

DNI;

Basic DNI shit, if you're a weirdo gtfo. Proshippers, pedophiles, the whole bunch of you, I DO NOT LIKE YOU. If you step foot into my account I will get angry or something idk.

DSAF hater / disliker, if you don't know what the game is I will gladly teach you!! I loooove DSAF, it's my comfort game, I write / draw for it every day. I will point my long, wrinkly finger towards the door if you say anything negative about it.

That's about it!! Thank you for reading <3

[bluesheadcannon]

been hyperfixating on httyd again and i forgot hm i love ruffnut so now im writing about her. (like— psychoanalyzing her character and ig adding more to her than meets the eye esp how dreamworks threw all of her development into nothingness 😦) so i thought i'd post more headcannons abt her, and possibly rufflout? (ik she's canonically w fishlegs but bear w me i love rufflout)

but im currently writing (a headcannon ofc) about what happened to her after the dragons left for the hidden world. how she accepts her responsibilities, the tribe's opinions, twin moments and possibly more girlhood moments w heather and astrid <33 and more! (might be very ooc tho, so read at your own risk!)

lmk if y'all have headcannons of your own! (maybe i can write it too :D no promises tho)

[morroodle]

I've decided to combine my hyperfixations. Ninjago Httyd au. Don't ask me how this works.

Cole: Catastrophic Quaken

Quakens are bulky, intimidating Boulder class dragons that attack by slamming into the ground or their foe. Despite their appearance, they're actually big softies who are very protective of their friends. In other words, this is literally Cole as a dragon

Jay: Armorwing

Yes I know the skrill exists but hear me out. I'm basing these choices not only on element but also on personality, and I really don't think a skrill would be the right companion for Jay. They're just too scary. Armorwings are relatively solitary, but considering they are likely relatives of boneknappers I imagine they are really friendly so long as you don't threaten their hoard. Armorwings are scaleless, so they collect scrap metal and weld it to their bodies to protect themselves. Considering Jay's origin, I think an armowing would be great for him.

Kai: Monstrous Nightmare

You saw this coming. Your mom saw this coming. Everyone saw this coming. Monstrous nightmare is a stoker class dragon that can set itself on fire. They're flamboyant and very loyal, and even if they don't do what their rider wants all the time, they'll take orders when things get serious. There is no easier choice.

Zane: Razorwhip

Zane was... tough. Originally I wanted to give him a Bewilderbeast, but that dosent exactly work if I want this to be a proper au with stories. So even though I think it would be a perfect fit in both element and personality it just wouldn't work in a story. I could have gone with a snow wraith, but much like Jay and the Skrill I didn't think it would fit. Razorwhips are loyal dragons that have always seemed very serious to me, and they're protectors. Combined with the metal thing, I think it's a good fit.

Nya: Scauldron

This was another hard one. Scauldron seems like the obvious choice, being the main water dragon, but I didn't think it fit. Again, personality played a big part in these choices. Scauldrons are far from friendly and they have never really been trained. But the more I thought about it, the more it made sense. I wouldn't call Nya aggressive, but she's nowhere near as friendly as the rest of the ninja. The scauldron is also shown to get very homesick, and I think that matches Nya as well. Honestly I really wanted to pick something else but sadly there is a severe lack of tidal class dragons.

(There are like no good scauldron pics)

Lloyd: Rumblehorn

I thought Nya and Zane were hard... then I had to do Lloyd. There was no obvious choice here. There are very few green dragons, and certainly none with anything resembling Lloyd's powers. I honestly don't think a rumblehorn is a great fit either but there was no better option (please give me a better option). The reason I chose a Rumblehorn, aside from being 1 of 4 green dragons, is because rumblehorns are protectors. Unlike most social dragons who either live in packs or symbiotic relationships, rumblehorns protect other dragons, even when discouraged, without getting anything in return. Seems pretty fitting to me.

Morro: Stormcutter

(Yes I'm doing Morro too what do you expect)

Ok so I don't have the best reasons for this one but stormcutters are my favorite and so is Morro so shut up. Im going partially based on headcannons I have for him because there really aren't any evil dragons. Stormcutters are big 4 winged dragons that are very agile. They can be quite ferocious but are also very curious, and are arguably protectors. This might not be universal but Cloudjumper (Valka's stormcutter) seemed overall pretty tired and unamused by toothless/the babies antics, and that fits great with my redeemed Morro headcannons (poor boy is so tired of being alive).

That's all I have for now but I fully intend to make more of this au in the future. I plan on writing how I think each of them met their dragons and maybe their dragons names, and who knows maybe I'll draw some of this next time I have motivation. Let me know if you would like me to do more characters and which characters you'd want to see, or give me your takes and explain why all my choices are terrible.

[pacificseaotter]

heads up changed the theme again i REFUSE to stick to the same theme for more than a month the adhd wont let me. anyways. youre gonna be seeing turtles now. im still hyperfixated on httyd btw. theres just turtles now

[jeritten]

hello & welcome!! :D

hello all and welcome to my fanfic blog!! :33

i'll tell you some things about me so that you can get to know me better!! --

you can call me Jericho!! :))

i use he/him pronouns

i am neurodivergent (i am autistic),, so please bare this in mind when requesting etc!! (thank youz!!)

as i am autistic,, my blog will be completely neurodivergent friendly!! (font/ image/ gif wise etc!!)

i feel like i should state this: my reckless use of lowercase/ overuse of punctuation will not be in my actual writing lmao,, its more of a thing i do bcuz i like it :33

i am 17 (a minor) so i will not be dealing with anything inappropriate in that manner!!

my fanfiction is mostly written so that i can explore/ indulge in my hyperfixations (ive heard some people don't like this,, so i thought i'd say it here!! (: )

I mostly write 'Character x Reader' fanfics,, but i might stray to 'Character x Character' from time to time :DD

my personal blog is here,, so feel free to put something in my ama tab or message me if you want!! :)

I have an Ao3 and wattpad acc (although the wattpad one is old lol)!! they're both @/No1RatedSalesman1997 !!

guidelines for requesting!! --

again,, i ask for no openly sexually explicit prompts/ asks of any kind plz!! (as i am a minor (: )

i wont write anything with real people in it bcuz that feels weird to me :))

LGBTQ+ asks/ prompts are of course allowed + actively encouraged!! (me being an asexual gay man myself :3 )

no extremely violent gore of any kind plz :') (this includes s*lf h*rm as this is triggering for me (: )

plz only submit a request once!! (this doesn't mean you can't submit two different requests at the same time tho :D )

i write pretty much everything from full-fledged fanfics to imagines ,, so don't be afraid to ask for what you want!!

of course i ask for no anti-LGBTQ+,, p*dophillia or inc*st content in my ask box ty :))

other than that,, ask away!! :DD

sources that i write for!! (in no particular order) --

how to train your dragon (httyd)

megamind (im not joking im very much hyperfixated on it currently)

danganronpa?? (im not hyperfixated on it anymore but i can still write for it >:D )

lucifer (the tv series)

detroit: become human (d:bh)

death note :)

undertale / deltarune

the legend of zelda (loz)

avatar: the last airbender + legend of korra

steven universe (although plz note that i can't do anything romantic for this,, only platonic (: )

lego ninjago (again,, i am for real rn)

(dont see your fandom here?? feel free to ask/ message me and i'll see if i'm up to the challenge >:3 )

final thoughts!! --

i understand that my energy isn't for everyone,, but i really hope that you can enjoy what i put out here!! :)

hope to see you at my first real post (and many others after that!! :DD)

-Mod Jericho :)