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After being gone for so long, my dashboard’s turned into this mess of posts that I don’t even know are about anymore. I need some new blogs to follow so TO ALL MY HTTYD AND RP FRIENDS, if you have any blogs that you highly recommend I follow, please tag them here!

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Aww thank you soo much! That was absolutely amazing~ Just perfect! Thank you so much for writing it more me! ='D And I can certainly see it going down like this, my god you write Spitelout so perfectly it's anazing~ I do have another idea in mind I'd like to share (nothing you have to write of course! Just something I think you might like) But before I share it, what kind of discipline can you see Spitelout using with his son? How often and for how long? Like would httyd still be disciplined?

Thanks x3

I personally believe Spitelout to be a sort of militant father. His punishments would seem harsh to some, but fair to him, and honestly, pretty fair to me given the temperament I believe him to have,

EX: I believe he would, and has, locked Snotlout out of the house and made him sleep outside on several occasions.The problem with this punishment is Spitelout may forget to inform his son when the punishment is over, leading to Snotlout spending several days on his own - at least until his father asks What in Hel he is doing outside still.I can also see him the type to make Snotlout spend weeks outside under the guise of training - which maybe it is, but the main reason is probably just that Spitelout needs his space. It works out though for both, Snotlout learns valuable lessons on independence and Spitelout gets time to cool down.

I believe he may take things of Snotlouts and either destroy it, or lose it (either on purpose or by accident, he really cant be bothered to keep up with these things, though) - which would explain why their house is so empty and why Snotlout has no problem taking other peoples stuff - because Spitelout has taught him that anything you own is free to be taken away and is only temporary anyway.Spitelout doesn’t see this as problematic bc attachments to objects are pointless - they can be destroyed and they can be replaced.

Being a militant dad, Spitelout probably also utilizes harsher training regiments to punish Snotlout. IE: Makes him chop waaaaay too much wood, run five laps around the village,  work the Blacksmith, or just in general, do things that Snotlout would probably rather not do. Snotlout takes these punishments well because the silver lining is that he sees it as training - which it is, but first and foremost it is a punishment. These training punishments can last several days, in which Snotlout is not allowed to sleep and is not allowed to rest. I feel that is why Snotlout can be found sleeping a lot - he catches his rest when he can.I honestly cant see Spitelout being too physically abusive towards his son - as many people say he is. I can see him whacking the back of his sons head and shoving him around, but I don’t see him beating him or excessively hurting him on purpose.

Overall I think, the Jogensens being Jorgensens causes the two to but heads quite a bit when Sntlout is a teen, so all of these would have been enforced FREQUENTLY - like maybe once a week.

As an adult (HTTYD2) I dont see them being enforced as much. Snotlout probably goes off and punishes himself at this point - even if Spitelout isn’t particularly upset with him.

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As that makes sense, thank you for answering my questions! => Hmm this one might be a weird one but if when the gang have a run in with a new dragon who's breath has the ability to de-age anything it touches for a limited amount of time, how would Spitelout react to his son conning back a toddler again and staying that way for a few days? Espicially if his now toddler son would want/need his attention so often?

He would be unbelieving at first, then angry, it would probably take him a bit to realize Baby Snotlout doesn’t have his memory intact, hes just a baby again….Then he would fall right back into his old dad ways, making silly noises while trying to teach him how to use his bludgeon properly all over.

Because what greater pride is there in the Jorgensen family than to train the young to be just as good as their parents =3

He probably isn’t the most responsible parent, however. I mean…neither was Stoick, they both gave their children deadly weapons as their first gifts.

He was probably rougher than most people, I can see him putting Snotlout with Terrible Terrors to make them play fight and then beaming with pride over any scars the toddler might receive in the tussle.However, I can also see him reassuring the toddler as they cry that this is a good thing, that they will grow into a strong warrior and be able to tell the tale of when they beat a dragon as a baby. (In fact, I think thats where the idea of Stoick killing a dragon with his bare hands as a baby came from…exaggerated scar stories. It probably happened about the same way….with a Terrible Terror.)

Tbh, if such an event occurred, Hookfang would probably have to take over caring for the reborn Snotlout because I just dont believe Spitelout is capable of being a responsible adult with babies, he doesn’t understand how fragile they ARE compared to what they CAN BE.He, among other vikings in the tribe, were probably the type to put several babies in a ring and watch them fight.Vikings are communal - even in parenting, so its possible he often left Snotlout with anyone willing to watch him….The twins parents come to mind - which is probably why they spend so much time together as teens as well, they were raised together.However, its possible Snotllouts mother died later in his life and she raised him until he was able to walk and follow his father around. Perhaps she raised the tins as well - they do mention they’re orphans, but -shrugs- their pasts are pretty clouded in mystery too.

Unfortunately, with this in mind, the twins would probably convince Spitelout to let them watch baby Snotlout for a bit and…I think we can all guess how that would go.

Lets just hope Hookfang isn’t affected by this as well, bc that baby is going to need a guardian angel - especially a five ton angel of fangs and flame

Also , since your ask was so specific, heres a sorta drabble based around it.

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There are few things that can surprise Spitelout these days, very few, but as the small viking - no, chieftain, Hiccup, stood awkwardly before him, he found himself at a loss. Hiccup was always presenting the tribe with surprises, and now, it seemed, he was presenting a very personal one to him.

Curious, and perhaps a bit bemused by the awkward chieftains shuffling he began the conversation, “What brings the chief of Berk to my door today?”

Hiccup scratched the back of his neck as he looked between the ground and Spitelouts gaze, “Uuuuuuh,” He took a deep breath and let it out, “Spitelout…” There was something heavy on his mind and he didn’t seem to know how to get it out.

“Yes, I am he. go on, boyyo.”

“While we were out exploring the islands, we encountered a dragon we had never seen before, it was amazing, it was - - ” Hiccup never had been the best at getting to the point, but Spitelout let him ramble; the lad really liked his tales, Stoick had too….

Luckily, Astrid stepped in, ah, what a great lass, always straight to the point. “What hes trying to say is, we found a new dragon and Snotlout being Snotlout, well,…” she trailed off, biting her lip as she held out a tightly wrapped bundle towards him, a Snotlouts helm delicately placed atop it.

Spitelout felt his brow furrow as his gaze trailed down to the bundle. There was a tightness in his chest that he refused to acknowledge. Had his boy really gotten himself-

He glanced up as Snotlouts Monstrous Nightmare waddled into view, it seemed anxious, but not particularly upset. Strange, that.

He became plagued with wary curiosity.

“Hes a bit…shorter than when we left this morning,” Astrid continued at last, a light chuckle in her voice,

He took the bundle in one burly hand and gingerly unwrapped it with the other.

He looked back up at the pair, who continued to watch him warily and awkwardly at the same time, he furrowed his brows deeper, trying to decipher what sort of game or joke they were playing at. He looked to them fr answers.

“Spitelout, this- this is your son.”

Spitelout chuckled heartily,  it was just some game they were playing, strange, he always assumed they were different from the twins. “I only ave the one, boyyo, don’t think I could handle anotha.”

“No, Spitelout, that is - this is Snotlout.” Hiccup insisted. “the dragon he battled had this strange…” he struggled to find words, “venom, I guess is the best word for it, that, when inhaled, reverses the aging process and turns people back into younger versions of themselves.”

Spitelout critically searched their faces for the lie, then stared down at the child in his hands, it looked back at him with familiar grey eyes.

“Gothi says theres a cure, but we have to find all the parts.” Hiccup hesitated, choosing his words carefully. “Until then, you need to take care of him…”

“Alrigh, Ill play your lil game, ” he sighed good-heartedly. He found it hard to believe such a thing could really happen, “But if ye needed  babysitta, all ye had to do was ask.”

Hiccup began to protest, but Astrid stopped him, pulling him away with one last wary glance behind her and leading him to their dragons.

Spitelout shook his head as their shadows vanished in the horizon, it seemed the pair still had a ways to go before they became parents of their own. He looked back down at the child and wiggled his fingers near their face making silly noises as he did so. The child gripped his fingers tightly, and a seed of doubt entered his mind.

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He was angry at first, pacing the room as the Monstrous Nightmare coiled itself around the child and watched him carefully he didn’t doubt that the thing would light the entire archipelago on fire just to protect Snotlout, but he wasn’t concerned by its low rumble.

“Ow could you go an be so brash!” he scolded loudly, “I ave told yew time and time again, ye cant jus rush in blind!”

“Now, Look at ye! Reduced to - to this! Well I ave news fer yew, Im not changing that diaper. Yew can change it yerself!”

The child sniffled, a cry beginning to bark from their throat.

“Oh don’t start yer cryin, Ive told ye about this before. Were Jorgensens! We don’t cry! We make other people cry!”  he tried to sound harsh, but there was a softness edging into his voice as tears streamed down the childs face.

The Monstrous Nightmare was growling now, a full fledged snarl that bared every single dagger-point fang in his head.

“Oi don’t ye start! Where were yewwhen this happened anyway?”

The dragon bulked at the accusation and simmered back into a low rumble.

Spitelout sighed as the childs screams ripped through his home. He wasn’t angry, he was frustrated, frustrated at himself.

Freya help him, he couldn’t raise a child alone.

Ignoring the dragon he plucked Snotlout from its coils and sang him the Jorgensen lullaby.

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“its just wee scratch,” he reassured his son as the toddler screeched and flailed away from the terrible Terror. “Hopefully it will scar and then yewll have a story to tell when ye get older!”

The baby sniffled unconvinced, but curious. 

“Ye can tell em you got it grappling a berserker who tried ta kidnap the prodigy of the Jorgensens!”

The baby lit up as his father articulated this cheerily with his hands.

“But no one kin take a Jorgensen from the place he calls home, no one!”

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He was happy to play father again, really he was, up until day three had passed and neither Astrid nor Hiccup had returned.

He was a busy man, incredibly busy, and also incredibly tired.

Did babies normally cry this much?

Spitelout did his best to comfort the babe, but it didnt seem Snotlout understood how great it was to be a Jorgensen, couldn’t see what a great warrior he would be one day….had been….

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There was a ruckus upstairs, a series of dragon shrieks and the smell of burning wood. There were startled screams and the screams of a woken baby.

Spitelout rushed upstairs, ax at the ready as he prepared to defend his son.

the screaming stopped when he got halfway up, the house became eerily quiet, and chill went through him followed by a burning in his gut. Whatever was up there better have prayed to whatever god they believed in that no harm had come to his son.

Voices reached his ears, soft but with an annoying edge to it, the twins.

“Hes so cute now that he cant hit us~” Tuffnut purred as he let the small Snotlout play with his braids.

“Yea, and now that he cant talk!” Ruffnut laughed.

“Oh, hey, Spitey” Tuffnut noted blankly, unapologetic in the damage they had caused. “Mind if we take Snotlout out for a midnight flight?”

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Edit: Annnnnd sorry but I ran out of juice here. -shrugs loudly- Its 1 am, I spent too much time on this as is. X3

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Hi~ I just found your blog and I really enjoy it! =D Do you have any headcanons for Spitelout's reaction if Snotlout had been born a daughter instead of a son? And about Snotlout's mother/Spitelout's wife?

Honestly, I feel like not much would have changed had Snotlout been born a girl, however, I do feel there would be some key difference.-He would be a tad bit less physically assertive and demanding- at least for the first nine years, give or take, where as Snotlout probably didn’t get that grace period. He would have written off her mood swings, her failures and other problematic behaviors as just things girls do. Men are BORN, but women are MADE, is a motto I can see him living by.However, there would come an age where he would become just as hard on her as he was Snotlout - if not harder.

On the flip side of things, I can see a female Snotlout spending a LOT of quality time with Astrid - especially training, and while Snotlout trains with Astrid quite a bit, I feel like those times may have been cut short by his…sometimes (cough, quite frequently, cough) insufferable attitude. Because of the amount of time Astrid and her would have together, she would have rose into his high favors rather quickly, where as Snotlout still has…a bit to go…Maybe if he spent less time with the twins and distractions….

Spitelout- regardless of if he had a daughter - is simply not a maternal type. Sure, he loves his children, he does his best, but I feel that due to his warring lifestyle he has become…emotionally detached from things that would cause long term attachment (love, empathy - soft emotions if Ya get me. For sure he can feel sad, he can feel love, but it is not entirely the same) He cares for them in the sense he wants to see them be there very best - he wants to see them succeed, and gets upset when they do anything less.

As for Snotlouts mother, I believe she died either of an illness, or in battle with one of the other clans.I have nothing to base this theory on, but there really isn’t ANYTHING at all to go by for his mother so…-shrugs loudly-

It is also possible she is quite alive and well and - perhaps -had a wanderers heart like Hiccup and is just rarely ever home….

Uuuuuh, yea….thats about all I got. Id love to hear you own though!

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Spitelout tossed a few more logs into the fire before turning his attention to the stranger and his lizard; hard green eyes flicking over them critically, but curiously.

The boy was foreign, of that he was certain, but foreigners were always coming and going, what set them apart were their motives for getting here in the first place. Some came for blood, some for refuge, others for gold and glory, and then there was the special bunch - like Hiccup, who were simply restless and eager to set their feet on new grounds. He wondered which of these the stranger had came for, and decided the best way to find out was to simply ask.

❝So,❝ he began, leaning forward with his hands clasped in front of him and eyes locked to the strangers, ❝What brings ya here, boyo?❝

“If I wanted you dead, this room would be a lot quieter.” he stated flatly, tossing a log onto the crackling fire. (Spitelout. Open verse.)

                                🐰 [[[♠] ⅩℒⅠⅩ [♥]]] 🐰

❝  That so?  ❞ He can’t exactly say he trusts the norseman, but he supposes he should be reassured by that statement. These westerners are all so huge and rough looking… certainly, he’s used to being taller than anyone else where he comes from, but most of his size is in height alone. These people are built like damn oxen.❝  ah… I suppose I should thank you then? For… for not being after my life, I mean.  ❞ He absently reaches up to scratch Tatsui under the chin, the small serpent dragon purring softly.

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INJUSTICE 2 STARTERS: BLACK MANTA EDITION

“ it’s designed to make you a corpse. “ “ what the hell do you want? “ “ this is a waste of my time. “ “ i’ll gouge your eyes out. “ “ killing you won’t take long. “ “ nothing perfect lasts forever. “ “ you’re a totally depraved son of a bitch. “ “ i’ll kill you and everyone you ever loved. “ “ you can’t be serious. “ “ how do you plan to save ____? “ “ i’ll feed you to the hyenas. “ “ the world’s changed since your day. “ “ to bad you won’t be around to help. “ “ i don’t need help from you, freak. “ “ i’ll gut you like a fish. “ “ you’re just a beginning exercise to me. “ “ one cut to the right vein is all i need. “ “ everybody dies. “ “ killing freaks is my specialty. “ “ _____ is the problem and i’m the solution. “ “ i’ll enjoy bleeding you dry. “ “ you’ll be the first to die today. “ “ let’s see if it keeps you alive. “ “ then you’ll have me as an enemy. “ “ you’ll be my first kill today. “ “ together we can crush _____. “ “ where’s your back bone, _____? “ “ you’re a little fish in my pond. “ “ what does it feel like to die? “ “ catch you was easy. “ “ i’ll i needed was a little bait. “ “ everyone has something to lose. “ “ i’ll pay any price for vengeance. “ “ maybe i should cut it off for you. “ “ i enjoy killing monsters. “ “ you’ll take that pride to the grave. “ “ i haven’t killed someone all day. “ “ got a reason for hunting me down? “ “ i know where ____ lives. “ “ cross me, and i’ll take your child. “ “ you’ll resist, but you’ll fail. “ “ you’re just a defenseless boy. “ “ it’s a helmet, you idiot. “ “ that justifies me killing you. “ “ go back to the kiddy pool. “ “ i’m the predator, you’re the prey. “ “ then i’ll kill your family. “ “ there’s about to be a murder. “ “ i use science to kill people. “ “ my father deserved a second chance. “ “ your life’s in jeopardy, boy. “ “ i kill anyone who threatens me. “ “ choke on a harpoon! “

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We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.

D.H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley’s Lover (via retriez)

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(small PSA for anyone who may follow this blog, that this blog is not entirely RTTE canon....I know thats where 90 percent of Spitelouts lines are, but I personally feel RTTE exaggerates every characters personality traits for humorous effect. Spitelout is a loyal soldier, and a damn good one, and that is what he shall be represented as here. I may or may not choose to make a crack tag solely for RTTE Spitelout, but for now, you're stuck with what I consider to be movie Canon.)

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I survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me.

Joshua Graham (via whismical)