#ya'll are valid

[daily-odile]

Odile patting Molly Epithet Erased on the head, you know why

have two bc i care them

[leidollz]

happy gay months, loves i swear i'm cooking with some fics :3

[meteorstricken]

Was the female character "done dirty" and "sidelined", or is it possible that's she simply a more reserved, introverted sort who only acts or speaks boldly with a select few or when compelled and doesn't waste words?

Because, as a woman who's introverted/reserved IRL, I'm getting really tired of seeing this disingenuous "done dirty"/ "sidelined" take on female characters with the same bent.

Don't get me wrong--there are a plethora of fictional situations where female characters of all varieties get sidelined, but it's worth asking if that's what's really happening or if it's a natural product of that character's personality.

[cursedappendage]

TRANSGENDER AWARENESS WEEK!!!

ALL MY TRANS HOMIES

YA'LL ARE AWESOME

We exist and will not be disregarded!!!🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈

[unsafescapewolf]

I am sorry to tell you this but I did find you because I saw your urinal draw-over- but I'm following because your lineart and sense of weight and mass is *so* good and genuinely kinda inspirational to me as a fellow artist. Also I'm a fat trans guy so your Fat Boy Summer series is really encouraging and validating <3

Hell yeah dude!

That means a lot to me ❤️

[v4mpyinred]

The fun thing about liking a rarepair ship is that the community is small enough where everyone knows of each other and it's really fun!!

I love posting about akijun and waiting for the like 5 other people who ship them + my 2 akijun shipping friends to like the posts LMAO

[airs-headspace]

Another thing I am LOVING thinking about is Dante/Abiteth monster AUs, but where Dante is legitimately a monster. I'll just use centaur as an example cuz I think that's a good example of "this human/monster combo is actually kind of very dangerous for the human", AND THE REASON WHY I LIKE THINKING ABOUT THESE COMBOS is because my brain does a HARD hesitate when it comes to physical intimacy between Dante/Abiteth in this specific kind of circumstance.

So, once again, I am forced to consider how they would be """"intimate"""" with each other without actually being intimate iykwim.

It just helps flex my creative muscles HAHAHAHA

[hyperfixated-on-hensper]

Ya'll I just posted a new chapter of 'The Secret'

[keeponquinning]

Yeah, it's me. Talking about novelist!reader x joe again. I'm annoying. I know. I know. Anyway. I'm gonna be making another masterlist, but grouping all the fics in this verse together. Instead of making one huge fic for them, it's just gonna be a series of fics, because one long fic felt daunting and i have lots of ideas for them?? So this masterlist will have everything, the one I'm currently poked at where they met, where reader gets sick and he takes care of her, and of course, what started it all, Yes, Professor. I've been making graphics lmao it is midnight right now so expect it tomorrow. I just wanted to warn ya'll because I am 100% a mess.

Love ya'll for having the tiniest interest in this skdfjsdfk

I'm also thinking of a fic that's just reader having Joe react to tiktoks, since she's big on booktok and yes, doing the "lean against the door frame" trend, ya'll know the one, right?? reader is a spicy book writer. joe is tall as hell. it has to happen.

Like I said.... a lot of ideas. fic cannot be contained.

[sleepyspeedster]

Hey there! I'm Sleepy/Dove (call me whichever you'd like), and this is my writing blog where I post predominately fanfic, sometimes reblog my own fandom art, and other writing relating things. I try to keep everything as organized as I can.

Feel free to interact with me here, ask questions, comment, anything! I love talking about my writing and characters so feel free to drop an ask my way! I love talking to you guys.

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Sleepyspeedster (You can find all my fics there in one easy place)

Tags:

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Where else you can find me:

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Go to my personal blog if you'd like to message me; I'll also be posting my fics first here as of May 27, 2025.

Fandoms I write for/am a part of:

DC Comics (Flash, Impulse, Batman Beyond, Batman, Suicide Squad, Superboy)

Pokemon

Miraculous Ladybug

Kingdom Hearts

The Owl House

Tales of Arcadia

Archie Comics

Coffee Talk

Dead Boy Detectives

Sandman

More that I can't remember to list at the moment.

Characters I am a self proclaimed expert on:

Thad Thawne

Count Vertigo

Preston Lindsay (I swear I am after I reread the entire Impulse comic series a third time just for him.)

[rhys-ravenfeather]

[sansbyshipper]

The last chapter was very good probably why you're getting all the compliments that scene with timothy and donatello might have been short but every single word you wrote in it was used almost perfectly!! It was the best you've done so far and I'm sure you'll keep on getting better

[tokalayips]

shout out to all my therians out there

yeah, I see you critters

shout out to the bears!

shout out to the fish!

shout out to the cats!

shout out to the dogs!

shout out to the foxes, the coyotes!

shout out to all y'all

shout out to the 'exotics'

shout out to the 'commons'

EVERYONE IS VALID!!

(except zoos, please go away if you're a zoo)

[gravematic]

thank u <333 (i am one...)

wooaa !!! thats sick lil guy !!! pats you on the head

[lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom]

A Double Negative

Snotlout Jorgenson X Reader

Summary- Engaged to Snotlout, you're fed up with his flirting. You decide to get back at him with his own medicine.

Warnings- Sweet ending, axe swinging lol, fluff, minor angst

A/N- Well this is so awkward... I have like zero excuses. I just saw the HTTYD Live action and I knew I had to lock in. I present to ya'll my first fic in like 6 months....... :D

Word Count- 1,777

"I'm going to kill him." You say, roughly yanking an axe off of a nearby stand. If you weren't so angry, it might have made you lose balance by the sheer size. Your inexperience with weapons made you less intimidating, but every man on Berk knew not to mess with an enraged woman.

Adrenaline drove you.

Astrid followed you close, trying to calm you down from your previous conversation.

"I just don't get it, he always says that I am the only one for him. That he loves me. But there he is, running his mouth with some other girl. I don't think he realizes that no other girl would put up with his crap." Just venting to Astrid made your blood boil.

"Have you talked to him about how you feel?" She reasoned, knowing that deep down you did love him, and wanted peace.

"Why should I! Isn't it obvious that you shouldn't flirt with other girls while you're engaged!" You were increasingly frustrated, popping your knuckles to ease some kind of tension.

She sighed and threw herself back onto her bed. Neither of you planned that your sleepover would turn into a therapy sesh. "Men are stupid. We even have to tell them when they are being stupid. That's how stupid they are."

You contemplated her words, "And if Hiccup was flirting with another girl?" You queried.

"I'd gouge his eyes out so he couldn't even look at another." She said, calm as ever. Though, it was true that Hiccup would rather die than make Astrid feel that way.

Defeated, you puffed out a frustrated gust of air. "Maybe I should just talk to him..." Astrid laughed at the contrast. Your emotions ran wild, regretfully doubting him. You beat yourself up on the fact you thought him disloyal.

"I think that's a great idea." She said, getting comfortable in her pillow, hoping the conversation would end. That way the two of you could do something more fun or relaxing.

As much as you wanted to move on, your gaze didn't leave the ground. Astrid shot you an understanding look. "You can go now..." You looked up.

"Astrid we've been planning this night for weeks! I'm not going to leave you over some petty feelings." Astrid would love to argue how your feelings were valid, and not petty. But she was too busy ushering you out the door.

"Look, after- you can come right back over. We will have more fun when your conscience is clean." She desperately wanted this to be over with, for her best friend to be at ease.

You knew she was right. Still, she made her way with you to the mead hall, where most of the men were bound to be eating.

Just as you walked in, you located Snotlout. With a freshly dropped face and cold eyes, you watched him. He was sat next to a girl you'd seen around. She was the complete opposite of you. She was visibly strong, taller than Snotlout, and loud.

He had his head thrown back in laughter, the very laugh you loved to hear. The laugh that was only reserved for you. His real laugh that only came out when talking about your future, dragon riding, or joking about Hiccup's leg.

That laugh was for you. No one else. Definitely not this random girl.

"I'm going to kill him."

The next thing you know, you are running across the hall to him. Axe raised above your head. You weren't aware if you were screaming or not, but the looks people gave you implied you were.

"SNOTLOUT!" The girl quickly jumped out of the way, but Snotlout was caught off guard by your voice.

He let out a yelp, quickly throwing himself to the ground. "ARE YOU CRAZY?" He screams back at you.

"Only because you've made me so!" You swing again, narrowly missing his ear. A shred of his hair was caught in the crossfire.

His voice raised a few octaves at your shrew rage. "What is your problem!" He was too worried about you to care about his voice cracking.

"YOU are my problem!" Onlookers knew better than to interfere with your relationship.

"Woah, woah, what did I do?" He tried to grab the axe from you, but risked losing a finger.

You thought about not responding, but stopped swinging to catch your breath. "What haven't you done? Or better yet, WHO haven't you done?"

His demeanor changed immediately, swiftly wrestling the axe from your grasp. "We need to take this outside."

You glanced back at Astrid, who held an all-too-proud look. She nodded with crossed arms.

"Gladly." He went to put his hand on your back, like he typically would when guiding you somewhere. You stopped him, slapping his hand away before walking ahead of him.

As the two of you briskly walked out, you pulled off your engagement ring. "Does this mean nothing to you?" You whisper-yelled at him, shoving the item you held dear, in his face.

He grabbed onto your hand that held out the ring. “What’s gotten into you! If it meant nothing I wouldn't have given it to you.”

You were no longer concerned with where you were going, focusing on your reasoning. “If you’d prefer to stay ‘available’, then you should call off the wedding. It would save me the heartbreak.”

“You are so dramatic!” He threw his hands up, frustrated. “Its just being nice! They mean nothing to me!”

Stopping in your tracks you slowly turn to look at him. "I see how it is." You fake a smile, an idea striking you. His face grows regretful and disturbed.

"Have a great night Snotlout." You leave him confused and alone in the darkness.

The next morning Snotlout was praying that you would have slept off whatever was making you cranky. He had no idea what he was going to walk into...

He, like every morning, confidently strutted into the mead hall. Though, what stopped him straight in his tracks was you.

Typically, you'd wait for him. Always taking your seat by his side, everyone knew of the engagement. Everyone knew for you acted and proclaimed it out proudly. Though, today was different.

You laughed at someone. No, with someone. Now, that usually wouldn't be a problem. But you weren't just laughing.

You were sat next to some dragon trainee. Snotlout had seen him around the training grounds, he had helped care for the dragons while their riders were gone.

The man played no real physical threat to Snotlout. He knew that, but seeing you gently rest your hand on his shoulder. One hand covering your growing laughter. Leaning over him when reaching for the pitcher of water. It was all too much.

Sure, he was smaller than Snotlout. Weaker. Naive. Inexperienced...... More handsome? Funnier? Smarter?

He stormed over, slamming his fist down onto the table. The small man jumped at the sound, intimidated. But you paid no mind.

"Good morning Snotlout, when did you get here?" You mindlessly fiddled with your engagement ring. His eyes were locked on it.

"Not important. We need to talk." His tone suggested he was not asking.

You smiled at him, "Can you give me a moment, it would be rude to leave my friend so quick." Truthfully, the conversation was dull, he was nothing like your beloved fiancé. You were just desperate to prove your point.

"Now." He said, fist hitting the table once more. The poor dragon aid was paralyzed with fear.

Your head snapped in his direction, eyes piercing. "Excuse me?"

He stared back for a moment, but then backed down with a sigh. "Please?"

You smirked at that. "Of course."

He doesn't try to guide you with his hand this time, it saddened you more then you thought it would.

With a newfound cocky attitude, you ask "So, where are you taking us?"

"Just stop, okay." He halts on the pathway.

"I've no clue what you're talking about." You reply.

He steps forward, gently grabbing your hands in his. He looks you in the eyes, his filled with sorrow. "You've proved your point. You can quit the act, okay?" His tone is pleading.

You nod, his plea touching your heart faster than it should have. "...Can we take a walk to the shore?"

"Anything you want." He was dead serious, he might have given anything up- just to have the normal you.

The walk was silent, shoulders bumping together, fingers brushing. It was nervous, like a first date.

Once you reached the water, you sat down onto the sand. Fidgeting with it at your side. Snotlout joined you.

"It didn't take long..." You started light heartedly.

"Is that how you feel?" His gaze looked out onto the water.

"Hm?"

"When I saw you with him... I mean, I know you'd never betray me like that but I..." He licked his lips. "It feels awful." His face scrunched up, a hand hitting his chest.

You took a deep inhale of courage. "Every time... Every time I see you even look at another woman, my heart jumps. I- Snotlout, I don't think you'd actually... Y'know... but it still hurts." You shifted, turning to look at him.

"I just don't understand, why you would need to flirt. I mean, am I not enough?" You were finally able to breathe out your deepest fear.

Snotlout lowered his head into his hands, disappointed and upset. But not at you, never at you.

"I'm so sorry. This is my fault, I've been so amazingly stupid." You let out a chuckle at his words, remembering what Astrid had said.

"I swear it, I swear I won't even talk to another woman if it's your will." He pulled you closer to him, conveying how serious he was.

"Snotlout-"

"No, please just listen." He lifts up your right hand, pressing your palms together. "I should have never let you feel a shred of doubt for my love. I know I am the last person to deserve you, and if it will truly make you happier- I would break the engagement off. But there is no part of me that doesn't want to marry you, and have you for the rest of my life. Just as you already have me."

"Are you done?" You lightly laughed out. His eyes looked glossy, a slow nod erupting.

You said nothing, just pressing forward to feel his lips on yours. It was a familiar action, but just as intimate as the first time they touched.

"You're so stubborn."

"Says the woman who ran at me with an axe.

"That was well deserved."

"Yeah... it was wasn't it?"