#hiccup the second and furious

[everydayarsonist]

hey wait i know that person

i like w,hen ......... theres a Big scaresy fantasies beast ok .... and then the big beast has a litter of babies,,,., and the babeis are veryvery small . ok

[reluctantlyanimating]

the brothers !!

(hush I know furious was probably never small enough for that but SHUT)

[lovehyenas]

furious and hiccup the second break me. i cant stop thinking about them. i sob everytime i remember any detail of their story. they loved each other. they were boys together. hiccup died as a teen. furious had to spend a hundred years without him. furious is the younger brother. furious worshipped the boy. he almost never mentions him directly. we have many descriptions of hiccup but we have never truly met him. furious spent more time without his brother than with him. they will never meet again. they will meet again.

[crispy-kitten-princess]

Fem version again

[wickedcriminal]

Doomsday Days 6 and 7: Stain and Protect!

I'm combining the remaining days into pairs so I can get them out in time!! Stain is Hiccup the Second, and Protect is Furious

[asphodeline-lutea]

"Three boys, all named Hiccup"

2024 is a leap year, happy birthday to all three of them!!I hid some details in this one, as well as some interpretations based on the books, see if you can find them(?

Time took: 14 hrs

This one took longer than usual, and I tried some new painting methods, there are still some flaws but overall I'm quite happy with the results

The second pic is the filter version, and the last three pics are cropped versions

[httydfirefly]

I’m sorry

[zariahthechocolatecookie]

Welp, the HTTYD books have officially made their way back into my life now, as Tumblr has reminded me of how awesome they are! It's a bit late for Doomsday, and it doesn't particularly fit any of the prompts, but here's a little poem I wrote about Furious. (I wrote it for a school project lol). I don't normally do poetry but I think it's pretty good all things considered!

Then the witch came. 

Came out of nowhere, wielding that cursed sword, covered with poison.

She stabbed me. 

I felt the poison enter my veins as soon as the sword did. 

At that moment, I thought humans could not be trusted.

Somehow, they would always betray me. 

But something inside me broke

when I heard the boy crying over me. I decided I would try

one last time. 

In the name of love. 

^ That's just an excerpt, the actual poem is a bit long, so I'll just leave the ao3 link here. That way y'all can go and read at your leisure!

(it's not working as a fancy link so just have a regular link instead)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61944280

[quiet-art-kid]

We don’t talk about furious: a parody song

color coded: pink=Termagant blue=Hiccup 2 purple=Hiccup 1 green=Hiccup three orange=together

What if I don’t understand Grimbeard’s prophecy? 

Well then you’d be figure it out because it’s about you

we don’t talk about Furious no noooo we don’t talk about Furious BUT

It was on protest day 

We were getting started and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky 

Dragons high in the sky 

Thugheart walk in with a mischievous grin 

Convinced Grimbeard I must die 

Backstabber 

Said I wanted to usurp the throne 

That I was leading a rebellion 

That dirty traitor 

A father stabbed one of his own 

Now we don’t talk about furious 

Hey! Grew to live in fear of the beast trapped between the trees 

Heard him growl and groan amongst the buzzing of the honeybees 

I associate him with the sound of chains and screams 

Sh sh sh

It’s a heavy lift cause the future is what he sees 

Plagued with knowledge of Kings jewels and prophecies 

Now his anger and hatred is getting out of hand 

Do you understand? 

1000 feet tall vines creeping up his back 

You’d better watch out 

Because now he’s on the attack 

Try to fight him then 

And he’ll feast on your men 

We don’t talk about furious 

He told me he’ll spare berserk 

Next minute fire! 

I thought that we had a deal

But I guess he’s a liar 

He swore to hunt me down 

And till then, he will never tire 

We don’t talk about Furious 

He told me that we were family 

Said we were brothers by blood 

Now to be free, gone on a killing spree 

I guess he’s forgotten all of our love 

Hey 3, want not a sound out of

Um Furious 

Yeah bout that Furious 

I really need to know about Furious 

Give me the truth and the whole truth Furious 

The last day of doombsday is near! 

*chores all together, I ain’t writing it out* 

[rosemaryhoney27]

Danny's Hustle

Title: "Hit of the Day"

It had been a rough couple of weeks for Danny Fenton.

Gotham was not the friendliest place for a broke, half-ghost teen. Metropolis had Superman. Central City had The Flash. Gotham had… shadows and crime and a suspicious smell of despair baked into every brick wall. Danny had drifted here after some close calls with ghost hunters and his parents' trial dragging into absurd territory. He figured Gotham's chaos might be enough to help him stay hidden. But what he hadn’t figured was how fast money dried up when you didn’t have an ID, a home, or even a working toothbrush.

So here he was, half-starved, trying to figure out how to make enough cash to survive the week without attracting the attention of either Batman or, worse, one of Gotham’s less-restrained vigilantes. He needed something fast, something eye-catching, and maybe just a little insane.

Luckily, Gotham thrived on insane.

He was trudging along an alley near Crime Alley — fittingly enough — when he heard laughter. Not the fun kind. The cold, wheezing, "somebody's about to be horribly maimed" kind. Rounding a dumpster, Danny froze.

The Joker stood there, wiping a bloody crowbar on a fancy purple coat, whistling cheerily as a few unfortunate henchmen moaned in pain on the ground behind him.

Joker blinked, seeing Danny. “Huh. You don’t look like one of mine. Or Batsy’s. What are you, street meat?”

Danny’s ghost core surged. Not because he was scared. He was furious. He remembered Gotham news reports, saw what the Joker did to kids, families, entire neighborhoods. And here the guy was, strolling around like he owned the block.

Danny’s lips slowly curled into a smile.

About fifteen minutes later, people passing by the alley would stop, turn around, and double back, squinting in disbelief at the sign made from cardboard and duct tape:

"GET YOUR HIT IN ON THE JOKER!"

One Day Only! $5 Per Swing! Bats or Bars or Slippers Provided! No Questions Asked. No Refunds.

The Joker was hanging from the wall — literally. Tied up with a mix of ectoplasm, rope, and some glittery shoelaces Danny had picked up from a donation bin. His crowbar was now neatly propped on a folding table next to a wiffle bat, a nerf gun, a glitter-filled pillowcase, and a set of squeaky rubber chickens. His eyes swirled dizzily, and every few seconds he giggled, hiccuped, and muttered, “Best… carnival… ever…”

Danny, in a stolen hoodie and phantom-form halfway active to keep himself invisible to passing cops, called out to a growing line of locals.

“Step right up, folks! Has your family ever been terrorized by Gotham’s Clown Prince of Crime? Did he blow up your apartment building? Poison your pet goldfish? Steal your car and leave it parked on top of a giraffe? Well, today is your lucky day!”

He slapped the sign cheerfully. “Five bucks per hit! Pick your weapon! Vent your soul! And maybe, just maybe, you’ll sleep a little better tonight!”

People laughed. People paid. People lined up.

A tired nurse smacked Joker with a flip-flop while muttering about missed sleep. A barista pelted him with soggy muffins. A guy in a ratty Penguin mascot suit delivered a dramatic monologue before dunking a pie in Joker’s face.

Danny made bank.

Somewhere around hit number forty-two, Red Hood dropped down from a rooftop, helmet gleaming. He stood, arms crossed, watching a ten-year-old repeatedly boop Joker on the nose with a nerf bat.

“You charging money for this?” Red Hood asked.

Danny grinned. “Five bucks. First hit’s free if you were personally murdered by the guy.”

Red Hood stared.

Then he pulled out a twenty, peeled off the cash, and grabbed the glitter pillowcase.

“Make change,” he muttered before stalking toward the Joker.

Danny leaned back against the wall, counting his earnings, the Joker’s giggles echoing behind him as more people joined the queue. A few bats flew overhead. Somewhere, Batman probably facepalmed.

But Danny?

Danny grinned wider.

In Gotham, pain was currency. And today, Danny Fenton was very rich.

part 2

[lovehyenas]

what would furious think about camicazi, who reasembles hiccup the second so much, in personality and looks?

[crispy-kitten-princess]

I loooove listening to my spotify book!Hiccup playlist and imagining a HTTYD musical.... Lol

In no specific order:

Illicit affairs (Taylor Swift):

You showed me colours

I can't see with anyone else

<...>

you taught me secret language

I can't speak with anyone else

and you know damn well

for you, i would ruin myself

a million little times

These always make me tear up..... Secret language...... Goodbye Toothless (naahhh i cried again so i could not even see the screen of my phone to print this)

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Heavy is the crown (linkin park):

This is what you asked for

Heavy is the crown

Fire in the sunrise

Ashes raining down

12th book in a nutshell

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Chemtrails Over the Country Club (Lana del Rey):

You're in the wind, I'm in the water

Nobody's son, nobody's daughter

Lowkey the only reason to put this song into the playlist (+ vibes)

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Things to do (Alex G):

Hold on tight to this time, this place

'Cause everything you know will be erased

<...>

You are just a boy, you are no man and

Nobody you know will understand

No comment. Fr.

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Watching him fade away (MacDeMarco):

I know you never meant to put him down

And even if you did, he sure deserved it

The thought of him no longer being around

Well, sure, it would be sad, but not really different

And even though we barely know each other

It still hurts

Watching him fade away

Ig it has more sense from Toothless pov. Like.. he was less than 100 y.o. when Hiccup died. It is like. Not even a 10th part of Seadragonus lifespan. It is like knowing somebody since birth to 8 years and than he dies. "We barely know each other" that's what i hear in this song

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King of the clouds (p!atd):

Heaven knows that I'm born too late

For these ghosts that I chase

<...>

To escape this old world, this old world

Some days I lie wide awake 'til the sun hits my face

And I fade, elevate from the Earth

Far away to a place where I'm free from the weight

This whole world, this whole world

I don't trust anything

Or anyone, below the sun

I don't feel anything

At all

Alvin's anthem lol. Even about his death in the atmosphere)))

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Emperor's new clothes (p!atd):

Welcome to the end of eras

Ice has melted back to life

Done my time and served my sentence

Dress me up and watch me die

12th book again. Plus i adore this song and the crown theme in it

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Voice (Celtic Woman):

I am the voice of the past that will always be

Filled with my sorrow and blood in my fields

I am the voice of the future

Bring me your peace

Bring me your peace and my wounds, they will heal

Honestly, the nickname of the singer + the celtic melody were the first reasons to add this song. But that ive listened to the lyrics more carefully i recognised that it is a perfect song for this playlist (elsewhere I'd delete it sooner or later)

Voice of the future line is speaking for itself!! Hiccup is the future and so on so on. + Voice refers to Hiccup's ability to speak dragonise, and as we learnt from the series, it was his most valuable talent and the only tool able to stop the war and slavery. The voice is significant

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the last great american dynasty (Taylor Swift):

And they said

"There goes the last great American dynasty

Who knows, if she never showed up, what could've been

There goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen

She had a marvelous time ruining everything"

This one is about rumours flowing around my femHiccup version. I like this song for the line "if she never showed up, what could've been" and "She had a marvelous time ruining everything". Viking conservatives may tell smth like that about her.. ig.... That's what

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Clara Bow (Taylor Swift):

The crown is stained but you're the real queen

Flesh and blood amongst war machines

You're the new god we're worshipping

Promise to be ... dazzling

CROWN!!!! FLASH AND BLOOD AMONGST WAR MACHINES!!!!!!! THE NEW GOD!!!!!!!!

I am SPEECHLESS

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tolerate it (Taylor Swift):

I greet you with a battle hero's welcome

I take your indiscretions all in good fun

I sit and listen

I polish plates until they gleam and glisten

You're so much older and wiser and I

I wait by the door like I'm just a kid

<...>

While you were out building other worlds, where was I?

<...>

Always taking up too much space or time

You assume I'm fine

But what would you do if I, I

Break free and leave us in ruins

Took this dagger in me and removed it

Hiccup and Stoic relationship in the first books

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Long Live (Taylor Swift):

The time we stood with our shaking hands

The crowds in stands went wild

We were the kings and the queens

And they read off our names

<...>

Long live all the mountains we moved

I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you

I was screaming, "Long live that look on your face"

And bring on all the pretenders

One day we will be remembered

Kingdom of Wilderwest + lowkey Hiccup III coronation + it's just a pretty song

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Wind (Akeboshi):

My knee is still shaking like I was twelve

Sneaking out the classroom by the back door

A man railed at me twice, though, but I didn't care

Waiting is wasting for people like me

<...>

Take your time, baby, your blood need slowing down

Breach yourself to reach yourself before you gloom

Reflection of fear make shadows of nothing

Shadows of nothing

No comment... It jist vibes with young Hiccup

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I Hate It Here (Taylor Swift):

I'm lonely but I'm good

I'm bitter but I swear I'm fine

I'll save all my romanticism for my inner life and I'll get lost on

purpose

This place made me feel worthless

Lucid dreams like electricity, the current flies through me,

and in my fantasies I rise above it

And way up there, I actually love it

Little Hiccup running away from the village to the dragon caves, wishing he could fly with them

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Wait for it (from Hamilton):

Love doesn't discriminate

Between the sinners

And the saints

It takes and it takes and it takes

And we keep loving anyway.

We laugh and we cry and we break

And we make our mistakes.

And if there's a reason I'm by her side

When so many have tried

Then I'm willing to wait for it.

Camicazi about Hiccup when nobody believed in him

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Waiting in the wings (from Tangled the series):

And so I keep on keeping on

My chances come and then I blink and they're gone

Always overlooked unfairly

While pretending that it barely stings

But it stings, yes it stings

Young Hiccup again

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The winner takes it all (ABBA):

The gods may throw a dice

Their minds as cold as ice

And someone way down here

Loses someone dear

The winner takes it all (takes it all)

The loser has to fall (has to fall)

It's simple and it's plain (it's so plain)

Why should I complain? (Why complain?)

Gods threw the dice that's for sure they love to do it

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Hey Look Ma, I Made It (p!atd):

Hey look ma, I made it

Everything's comin' up aces, aces

If it's a dream, don't wake me, don't wake me

I said hey look ma, I made it

Hiccup's almost unnatural ability to always win and his desire to test his luck and so on... And i liked the mention of mother figure who supposed to be very proud

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Ruthlessness (from Epic):

You are far too nice, mercy has a price

It's the final crack, we're bound to break the ice now

You reveal your name, then you let him live

Unlike you, I've got no mercy left to give 'cause

<...>

The line between naïveté and hopefulness is almost invisible

So close your heart, the world is dark and

Ruthlessness is mercy

Die

campichor on tumblr. That's all you need to know

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High hopes (p!atd):

Had to have high, high hopes for a living

Didn't know how, but I always had a feeling

I was gonna be that one in a million

Always had high, high hopes

Mama said: Fulfill the prophecy

Be something greater, go make a legacy

Manifest destiny, back in the days

We wanted everything, wanted everything

Hiccup and Alvin both had high hopes on them, but ig Exellanor would be the mom to say smth like that

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Пожар (Немного Нервно)

Если кругом пожар - // if the fire is all around

Я не хочу бежать. // I refuse to run away

Я говорил с огнем - // i spoke to the fire

Мне ничего не жаль. // I have no regrets

Хочешь идти – пойдем, // if you want, we will go

Я не вернусь домой. // I won't return home

<...>

Вместо толпы – сам господь-бог // not the crowd, but God himself

Благословил этот поход // Blessed this road

Дождем. // With the rain

Если б мне стать искренним, как дитя малое, // if i could be sincere like a little kid

Бросить дела, в молитве сложить. // I'd gave up everything and prayed

Но колесо вертится – стылое, сталое, // but the wheel keeps rolling on

А в колесе – вся моя жизнь. // And this wheel is my life

Я запишу слова – и, вроде бы, ничего. // I write the words

И в пустоте вспыхнет на миг // and the void flames up

Двор, где горит трава, а за травой – забор, // the house and the grass and the fence are in flames

А за забором – весь этот мир. // And the whole world is on fire

I could not resist the urge to add a song in my native language<\3 it is about the world on fire so... This is fine

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Once more to see you (Mitski):

But with everybody watching us, our every move

We do have reputations

We keep it secret

Won't let them have it

So come inside and be with me, alone with me

Alone, with me alone

If you would let me give you pinky promise kisses

Then I wouldn't have to scream your name

Atop of every roof in the city of my heart

If I could see you

Once more to see you

Furious @ Hiccup the second (I'm not ok about them)

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Win it all (the Orion Experience)

When you were young, the world, it seemed so different

A happy time before you lost your innocence

Where did it go, how did you fall so far from it

Look at yourself you're slipping away

And now the streets you roam, are cold and desolate

The only company you keep is your regret

You've had enough you want to put an end to it

Look at yourself you're fading away

But oh, oh, I want you to know

That you, you, will always be a star

You're gonna shine again like a Super Nova

It ain't over, till it's over

When the world pushes you down You get back up

And when it knocks you around You get back up

And now you fight a little harder You get back up

And now you see a little farther You get back...

Up on your feet every time you fall, so please don't give up now

Cause you're gonna win it all

All your life you've wondered, baby

When's it gonna be your turn

Always tried, and been denied

It's like you're always getting burned

Just remember this, my friend... It's darkest before the dawn

You may see a victory, so baby, just hang on

Just hang on

Perfection.... Hiccup's will to never give up, on himself, on anyone else, in any circumstances

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Little lion man (Mumford & Sons)

Tremble for yourself, my man

You know that you have seen this all before

Tremble, little lion man

You'll never settle any of your scores

Your grace is wasted in your face

Your boldness stands alone among the wreck

Now learn from your mother or else

Spend your days biting your own neck

But it was not your fault but mine

And it was your heart on the line

I really fucked it up this time

Didn't I, my dear?

Hiccup is a little lion man. The end. Thank you for coming to my ted talk

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Icarus (The Crane Wives):

Climb ye higher and higher and higher

'Til you're far away and breathing cleaner air

Oh my brother, my brother, my brother

Who have you become in the wake of all that's happened here?

They're burning down the orchard to the soil

To the soil, to the grave

Spreading out the ashes of a love

That only gave and gave

Furious and Hiccup the second flying together..... I will never recover

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Previal the Sea (Gargamel):

We need the stories to be told

The fear me make is worth more than gold

I failed to find the lyrics but it's a song about pirates (= vikings). This one is niche, ig, because even the creators misspelled their own song title..... Damn. Nuh. I just love the atmosphere and the fact that this song is 13 minutes long, and half of it is howling. HTTYD vibes for sure

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Come along with me (Ashley Eriksson):

We can wander through the forest

And do so as we please

Come along with me

To a cliff under a tree

Where we can gaze upon the water

As an everlasting dream

FRIENDSHIP TRIO ON AN ADVENTURE PLEEEASEEEE I LOVE THEM THEY ARE SO CUUUTTTEEEEE AND COMFY. Comfortable. Kids. My babies. Raaaawrrrhhhhhhh

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МКСЗ (Созвездие Отрезок):

Мальчик, который собирал звёзды // the boy who collected the stars

<...>

Мальчик, который растерял звёзды // the boy who lost all his stars

Hiccup ......

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The world we knew (Frank Sinatra):

Over and over, I keep going over the world we knew

Once when you walked beside me

Hiccup and Toothless again. This song gets me emotional too

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Never love an anchor (The Crane Wives):

On some level, I think I always understood

That these hands of mine were clumsy, not clever

And I tried to do the best that I could

But try as I might, I couldn't bring myself to hold you

Fishlegs vibe (Fishlegs @ Hiccup in some way?? I'd love to proof but i cannot)

On some level, I think I always understood

That a ship could never really love an anchor

So, I did the only thing that I could

And severed the rope to set you sailing from my harbor

There are times when I still wonder about you

You are someone I have loved, but never known

And you'll never see the reasons I had

For keeping my claws away when they were close enough to hurt you

Hiccup letting go of dragons he loved more than his life

+ The sea theme + I can't proof it with lyrics but this song holds the vibe of Deadly Shadow and a child in a lobster cage

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Любовь моя (Элли на маковом поле):

любовь моя всегда выходила мне боком // love always hurts me

ножом подставленным к горлу - // it's like a knife to a throat

еще не больно, но страшно выдохнуть // no blood yet but it gets hard to breathe

это беспомощность новорожденного // loving is being helpless like an infant

это табличка "нет выхода" // like a "no exit" sign

любовь моя всегда выходила мне боком // love always hurts me

сто шагов по болоту - необходима осторожность линий // like steps down the swamp - you have to be careful

но оступаюсь и падаю в воду // but you'll end up in the water

This song theme is love that only hurts you. Ig that was how love to dragons felt in the old archipelago. Don't you dare to love them

(I decided to translate and note every song in russian language bc they are not so obvious to analyse by someone else)

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You're on your own, kid (Taylor Swift):

I didn't choose this town, I dream of getting out

There's just one who could make me stay

<...>

I looked around in a blood-soaked gown

And I saw something they can't take away

'Cause there were pages turned with the bridges burned

Everything you lose is a step you take

So make the friendship bracelets, take the moment and taste it

You've got no reason to be afraid

You're on your own, kid

Yeah, you can face this

You're on your own, kid

You always have been

This must be obvious (taking into account that the story is about growing up) but i wanna point out few details

"just one who could make me stay" - Fishlegs!!! + I know that Hiccup loves Berk and his tribe and cares for them, it must have been hard to live there. He is so sweet, caring and forgiving. I can't imagine how he could LOVE and CARE FOR these MORONS who treated him like SHIT but he always thought about protecting them and taking responsibility for them, outgrowning his hate if he ever hated anybody of them which i doubt... So mature and king-like behaviour. I'm so proud

"I looked around in a blood-soaked gown" - is about 12th book events again. I bet he was SOAKED IN BLOOD after all these crazy stuff

"So make the friendship bracelets" - he made many friends during the series. But in this line i always think of Camicazi (bc she's amazing and i love to think of her)

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Not strong enough (boygenius):

I don't know why I am

The way I am, not strong enough to be your man

I lie, I am just lowering your expectations

Lyrics said it for me, but I'll add that they're the words that Hiccup would have told Stoic

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Flying (Code Fry):

Where did my wings go?

I could've sworn I could fly

Straight up into the sky

Boy, I should have known

It was all just a lie

No one on earth can fly

Thought the things you said would turn out true

Guess that's what I get for trusting you

You said if I believed enough, I would fly

Why didn't I?

Did faith let me down

Or did I not have enough?

That distinction is tough

Still, I thought your hands

Protected me from the fall

Did you mean that at all?

Thought the things you said would turn out true

Was it even you I listened to?

I thought if I believed enough, that I would fly

Air is rushing past, and I can barely see

Seems like this fall will be the death of me

In a second now, the ground will come to take me home

Suddenly, a peace that I cannot explain

Feels like the wind is running through my veins

Oh, and all that I can do is close my eyes as you lift me up

You lift me up

All that I know now is sky and cloud

Don't know when my feet last touched the ground

You said if I believed enough, I would fly

This song never failes to make me burst in tears...... Hiccup III letting the dragons go..... Hiccup II and Furious...... Goodbye...... You said if I believed enough, I would fly...... Helppp. All of this song is perfect for HTTYD so i could not resist adding it all here. Perfection. Help

Notes:

"No one on earth can fly" - when the dragons hid from humanity, that is the thought that was left..... You can't fly anymore. Let go of your dreams. Let go of the wind in your hair, of heights, of clouds close enough to touch. Forget it. You are too childish and disrespectful for this. Humanity is not ready for dragons. Not ready to live aloneside these beautiful, intelligent creatures. nd nobody can protect them from your stupidity

"Guess that's what I get for trusting you

You said if I believed enough, I would fly

Why didn't I?" - there i see Furious, waiting on the Berserk island, talking to his memories of his brother, wishing he had never had a soft spot for him, wishing he had never trusted humans

"In a second now, the ground will come to take me home

Suddenly, a peace that I cannot explain

Feels like the wind is running through my veins" - 12th books events again. Furious after listening to Hiccup and clearing his mind from hatred

In conclusion, this song is about the elusive dream of flying dragons, but mostly i feel like it vibes with Furious and Hiccup II

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Bigger Than the Whole Sky (Taylor Swift):

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

You were bigger than the whole sky

You were more than just a short time

And I've got a lot to pine about

I've got a lot to live without

I'm never gonna meet

What could've been, would've been

What should've been you

Did some bird flap its wings over in Asia?

Did some force take you because I didn't pray?

Praying refers to their gods again. And talking about the whole thing, i added it because it reminds me of Snoglout book 11. Hiccup says "I'M NEVER GONNA MEET WHAT COULD'VE BEEN, SHOULD'VE BEEN, WOULD'VE BEEN YOU". I hope you get me. Hiccup took away Snoglout's bright herioc future, he took away his world because he wanted and had to change it. Snoglout's ideal world, where Snotty saw nothing wrong. Where he could've, should've and would've been a hero, a legend. Hiccup never got to meet him like this. And he also never got to meet the current time Snoglout who risked his life for the king and LIVED to be a new world's hero. It was a glimpse of hope for them both but Snoglout didn't make it to the new world

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Cafeteria Song (Equestria Girls):

So get up, get down 'cause it's gonna make a sound

If we work together, helping Twilight Sparkle win the crown

I'm gonna be myself, no matter what I do

And if we're different, yeah, I want you to be true to you

If you follow me, we'll put our differences aside

We'll stick together and start working on that school pride

My personal favourite... My honorary mention....

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Once upon a December (from Anastasia):

Figures dancing gracefully

Across my memory

Far away, long ago

Glowing dim as an ember

Things my heart used to know

Things it yearns to remember

I love the mention of AMBER yk

In whole, this song means the memories of old Wilderwest kingdom, long gone, but still shining though the years. Plus Hiccup like Anastasia is a lost and found heir of an ancient empire

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The King (Sarah Kinsley):

I wanna be the king of your heart

Let's fall apart and start again

The old world was ruined, and Hiccup built it anew. Plus the title. Plus the "king of your heart" bc Hiccup is a gentle and caring king, not like... the previous one... Def not the king of hearts

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Tiny Human (Imogen Heap):

Still I can't stand to imagine

Life without you

came crashing in on that day

Crazy beautiful you

Blind me like the dawn

After ashes fell on Pompeii

Crazy bright beautiful you

Suddenly propelled

So many light years from bliss

And completely unprepared

How can anyone deserve this?

I've tried, I've tried all the tricks

in the book, I’m at my wits end

Now look here what do you want from me!?

<...>

You little devil, you

Oh I love you so much

It's the hardest thing I've ever done

But you're so worth it

Yes you are

Hiccup @ Toothless. This is so sweet

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Touch the sky (from Brave):

Where dark woods hide secret

And mountains are fierce and bold

Deep waters hold reflections

Of times lost long ago

I will hear their every story

Take hold of my own dream

Be as strong as the seas are stormy

And proud as an eagle's scream

I will ride, I will fly

Chase the wind and touch the sky

I will fly

Chase the wind and touch the sky

I love this song. And plus Merida is lowkey a viking?? At least they lived at almost the same territory, north, sea, mountains and all. The song is beautiful

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Running with the wolves (Aurora):

Go row the boat to safer grounds

But don't you know we're stronger now

My heart still beats and my skin still feels

My lungs still breathe, my mind still fears

<...>

I'm running with the wolves tonight

The 10th book Hiccup on a run with his feral besties, forgetting the human speech

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Open up your eyes (from mlp movie):

Open up your eyes

Give up your sweet fantasy land

It's time to grow up and get wise

Come now, little one

Open up your eyes

Classic Furious

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The end! Thank you!

There are about ten more songs in this kinn playlist but i didn't mention them there because.. they are too obvious. The title speaks for itself or they are just too simple to give analysis so idc

[iydiamartinx]

GUILTY PLEASURES

Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

divider by: cafekitsune & omi-resources word count: 1.8k synopsis: You cheat on your boyfriend Jason with the Red Hood a/n: To my anon who requested this hope you liked it! I had to rush through editing so apologies for any grammar errors y'all might find. warnings: 18+ mdni, use of the words whore & slut, a little rough.

Jason Todd had been tailing a weapons deal all night, dressed in full Red Hood gear, helmet and all. The scum he’d come to intercept were already zip-tied and unconscious in the back of a stolen van. Meanwhile, you had told him you were going out with your girlfriends and had stopped texting him about an half hour ago much to his worry, so instead of going home like he planned he decided for Red hood to make a pass by the club you had went to.

Which was why he was leaning against his bike, by the alley across the street watching the people entering and exiting. He straightened up as you stumbled out giggling with your friends and he huffed both annoyed and amused at the sight. You were in the middle of saying something, hands waving animatedly when you suddenly paused at the sight of him.

You said something to your friends before you began staggering towards him.

“Reeeeed!” you sang—sang—as you stumbled closer, high heels clacking on the wet pavement, your dress slightly askew and hair tousled from what looked like a hell of a night out.

Jason froze. “Y/N?”

You beamed, oblivious to his tension. “Youuuu know my name,” you hiccuped, staggering toward him with a grin that could short-circuit every neuron in his brain. “God, its not fair that your voice this hot.”

He coughed, straightening. “You shouldn’t be here. It’s late. And dangerous.”

You only grinned, as you staggered closer hand clutching his arm as you pressed yourself up against him. “Mhmm good thing I have a big bad crime lord to keep an eye on me.”

Jason cleared his throat unsure whether he should be amused or offended that you were flirting with him—well Red Hood.

You, meanwhile, were utterly unbothered.

In fact, you leaned closer, pressing up on your toes like you were about to tell him a state secret. “You know,” you whispered conspiratorially, breath warm against the edge of his helmet, “I think about you. Like… a lot.”

Jason swallowed. “Is that so?”

You giggle. “Mhm hm,” Your wandering fingers begin to trail up under his shirt, smile growing as you felt his muscles tense. “All those hard muscles, that sexy voice, you’re like every bad decision I’ve ever wanted to make all rolled into one.”

Jason sucked in a slow breath, jaw tightening behind the helmet. The feel of your fingers skating up his abdomen sent a jolt through him, and he hated—loved—how easily you could fluster him like this. Especially dressed like that. Especially talking like this.

You took advantage of his frozen state, your grin downright wicked as you nudged him backward, step by step, deeper into the alley’s shadows. His back hit the brick wall with a dull thud, but he didn’t resist. He just watched you, tense beneath the armour, like a predator unsure if he was about to pounce—or be devoured.

Your fingers slipped out from beneath his shirt, nails grazing down his chest plate before trailing lower—lower still—until they flirted with the waistband of his tactical pants.

“Y/N—” His voice was a warning. A plea. A prayer. He wasn’t sure which.

“Just relax, Hood… no one’s gotta know,” you purr, voice velvet-draped sin, your smile all teeth and temptation.

Jason’s jaw clenched, his breath catching as your fingers danced at the edge of his restraint—and his patience. He had fought crime lords, torn through ambushes, taken bullets without blinking…but you? You were something else.

The second your fingers brushed against him, Jason snapped.

In one fluid, furious motion, he spun you, pressing you up against the cold brick wall. His chest pressed hard into your back, the weight of him pinning you effortlessly in place. One gloved hand flattened against your stomach to hold you still, and the alley suddenly felt claustrophobic with heat and tension.

“Is this what you want?” he growled against your ear, voice rough and ragged. “To be bent over in a filthy alley and be taken by a criminal like some cheap whore?”

You let out a soft, breathless noise in answer—needy, aching—and pushed back into him deliberately, rubbing back against him. The sound he made in response was low and guttural, somewhere between a curse and a prayer.

The hand not holding you still began to unbuckle his belt as he unzipped himself just enough to set his throbbing length free. Then he gripped the hem of your dress and shoved it up with no patience at all, his fingers trailing fire against your bare skin. You felt the sharp tug as something tore, heard the hiss of his breath as his hand disappeared into his pocket of his jacket—where he stashed your now-ruined panties like a trophy.

The cold air brushing your exposed pussy had you whining, your voice breaking into a desperate whimper. “Please,” you breathed, unable to hold back. “Please.”

One gloved hand reached for your throat while the other wrapped around his hard length, lining himself up before thrusting into you in one smooth motion. You were dripping wet and offered no resistance as he slid inside you with ease, your eyes rolling back as a low groan rumbled from his chest. He was was so long and thick that he filled up every inch of you.

A loud whine tore past your lips and his hand moved to muffle your mouth as he pulled out. “You gotta be quiet doll, you don’t want everyone hearing me ruin you now do you?”

You tried to say something through his hand, but he chose that exact moment to thrust sharply back into you. Whatever words you had died in a needy moan as your cunt clenched down around his cock. The last of his restraint snapped at the sensation, and he began pounding into you in earnest.

Part of him knew how wrong and fucked up this was—you were technically cheating on him with the Red Hood. But at the same time, he was the Red Hood. So were you really cheating? The complication of it all only made him thrust into you harder,  taking you rougher than he usually did.

He might’ve felt guilty—might’ve—if not for how much you seemed to love it. His hand shifted from your mouth, gloved fingers curling at your lips. You didn’t hesitate, taking them in eagerly, sucking around them, gagging and drooling as he pushed them deeper.

“That’s it, doll. Take everything I give you,” he groaned, voice low and cooing—a gentle contrast to the brutal pace of his thrusts. “Such a good girl, lettin’ me use your holes.”

The sounds echoing through the alley were utterly obscene—from the wet squelch of your pussy to the sharp slap of skin on skin, and the broken moans spilling past your lips as you begged for more.

“Mmmf—feels… s’good—fuck…” you mumbled around his fingers, the words wet and barely coherent, spit trailing down your chin where his hand kept your mouth stretched open.

“Look at you… so fucked out on my cock” He groaned, “You’re such a little slut taking it so well.”

The bruising grip around your waist shifted to your clit, his fingers rubbing fast, harsh circles that made your hips jerk as you cried out. But with his cock still buried deep inside you and his strength anchoring you in place, there was nowhere to go—no escape—as he worked you toward your orgasm.

It hit you hard and fast—your head falling back, your entire body tensing before collapsing into trembling aftershocks as stars danced across your vision. He kept pounding you through it, relentless, until he finally followed, burying himself deep as he came with a broken curse, emptying himself inside you.

For a long moment, the only sound that filled the silent alley was the sound of both your heavy, ragged breathing as you both fought to catch your breaths and calm your racing hearts. Your palms pressed flat against the brick wall, still trembling, while his body remained close behind—forehead resting against your shoulder, chest rising and falling against your back in rhythm with your own.

Neither of you spoke. Not at first.

Then, finally, the quiet was broken by the low rasp of Red Hood’s voice, “You know,” he drawled, still breathless, “I don’t think your boyfriend would approve of what we just did.”

You let out a breathless, incredulous laugh, your head tilting back just enough for your eyes to find him over your shoulder. “Oh no,” you murmured with mock concern, “you think he’ll be mad?”

Red Hood huffed as he carefully began to pull out of you, his cum immediately dribbling from your well-used hole. “Well, he certainly won’t approve.”

You turned to look at him, your eyes wide with faux innocence, lashes fluttering like you hadn’t just been thoroughly fucked against a brick wall. “Really?” you said, voice light, teasing—dangerously sweet. “Even after the mind-blowing orgasm we both just had?”

Jason froze. “What.”

You tilted your head, your grin only growing. “I know it’s you, Jason.”

Silence.

He blinked, eyes searching yours, as if he’d misheard. “What… how—”

“Baby,” you cut him off with a laugh, soft and incredulous. “You seriously thought I wouldn’t figure it out?”

Jason just stared at you, lips parting slightly. You could see the moment it fully registered, the sharp shift behind his eyes as his mind caught up.

“You knew this whole time?” he asked, almost in disbelief.

You huffed and rolled your eyes as you tug down your dress. “I wouldn’t cheat on you, Jason. Come on. I’ve known for months. You’re not exactly subtle.”

His mouth opened, but you kept going, voice now edged with affection and amused exasperation. “You leave your gear everywhere. Under the bed? Really? That’s your big secret hiding spot?”

Jason let out a groan and dragged the helmet off his head, revealing sweat-mussed hair and a flushed, stunned expression caught somewhere between impressed, exasperated, and undeniably aroused.

“You are such a menace,” he muttered as he pulled you in, his voice low and full of something torn between amusement and affection.

Your hands came up to cup his face, fingers brushing along his jaw, thumbs stroking gently across flushed skin. His eyes flicked shut at the touch, just for a second—like he couldn’t help but melt into you, even after everything.

“Yeah,” you murmured, a soft smile tugging at your lips, “but I’m your menace.”

Your lips met softly, a gentle contrast to everything that had come before. When you finally pulled away, your expression shifted into something sheepish.

“You’re gonna have to carry me,” you mumbled, still breathless. “I don’t think my legs are working after how hard you fucked me.”

He snorted, the sound low and amused, as he smoothly lifted you into his arms without so much as a grunt of effort. “We still have all night,” he said, glancing at you with a wicked glint in his eye. “And trust me… you won’t be walking properly for a week.”

And with that, he carried you off to his bike, so he could take you back to the apartment to get started on round two.

[sn-613]

Omgomgomgomg this is so GOOD

Do you have this on youtube? I would love to save it

History is a set of repeating cycles...

[doestalker]

plug!eren yeager who finds you crying on his front porch during one of his pool parties. makeup running down your cheeks, your body shaking from the cold air hitting your bare skin in the outfit you were wearing, a black bikini top and some mini shorts that hugged your figure.

he sits next to you, lighting up a blunt and asking you what's wrong, eyes glued on the way your chest heaves with each hiccup as you try to calm down.

eren frowns when you tell him you found your boyfriend making out with the girl he told you not to worry about, practically fucking each other with their clothes on. he stays silent for a few seconds, baffled by the idea that someone would have the nerve to cheat on an attractive girl like you.

and he shares that thought as he passes you the blunt. you accept it with a light giggle, taking a puff and looking at him from head to toe. he was wearing a white tee and baggy jeans, his medium-length hair in a half ponytail with a few loose strands framing his sharp features. you notice how the silver of his chains highlighted the green in his eyes. he was undeniably attractive, and the way he stared at you made it clear that he found you cute too.

as you pass him the blunt back, eren asks you who your boyfriend was. his brows shoot up in disbilief when you tell him it was jean kirsten.

saying jean and eren weren't fond of each other would be an understatement. they despised each other. jean saw eren as an arrogant pot-head with no future beyond a life behind bars, while eren viewed jean as a stuck-up hypocrite—someone who talked trash behind his back but came crawling when he needed a fix. their animosity was deeply rooted in their mutual disdain.

the corners of his mouth twitch upward, and a sparkle of mischief dances in his eyes as he offers you a way to get back at jean. he's practically brimming with excitement at the thought of how furious that horse-faced idiot would get when he sees you with him. you don't know if it's the mix of alcohol and weed or eren's deliciously intoxicating aura, but you think it's a good plan—great even—so you agree.

next thing you know, you're down to your bikini, clinging onto eren's shoulders as you make out with him in the pool. his lips are soft and wet from the pool water, and his tongue—exploring posessively the inside of your mouth, tastes like raspberry vodka. your hand glides easily through his damp hair, grip tightening as he nips at your lower lip, his teeth sinking gently into the soft flesh. his fingers dig firmly into the sides of your hips, holding you tight against his firm torso.

you felt someone's gaze burning into you, so when you pull away from the kiss, you turn your head and meet with jean's eyes.

you wanted to laugh. he looked so furious even though the same girl he was making out with before was wrapped around him.

"what a fucking clown," eren muttered softly against your ear. "how could something like him bag someone like you?" there was a hint of something in his voice, but you couldn't manage to figure out what.

you answered him with another kiss. now that you knew jean was looking at you, you made sure to put on a show. your legs were now tangled around eren's waist, and your tongue danced with his, your lips making an erotic wet noise as you explored each other hungrily. you've never kissed jean like these, not in public at least.

a small, high-pitched giggle escaped your lips as he boldly moved down his hands to greedily grab your ass and guide you both towards the edge of the pool. all the while, his lips remained locked on yours, his kiss unbroken as he manouverd the both of you out of the water.

the cold air hit your body the moment it was out of the pool, sending a shiver down your spine and making you stay against eren's impossibly warm body. he looked down at you with a soft smile, tucking a loose hairstrand behind your ear.

or,

plug!eren yeager who has his hand firmly planted on the back of your head, pushing it into the matress, while he pounds into you. your clothes are now scattered around his bedroom along with his and the loud music blasting from the backyard couldn't muffle the wet sounds of your pussy swallowing his length.

"ahh, eren~" you whined, barely able to breath with the suffocating pressure of his hand and the rapid pace of his hips.

"yeah? you like that?" he said, and you could hear the smirk on his face. he took a long drag of his blunt, his thrusts slowing a bit, just to tease you. and when his lungs were full of the intoxicating smoke, he pulled you close to him by your hair. grabbing you by the cheeks with his other hand, he blew the smoke into your open mouth. "take it, baby," eren ordered.

you aspired as much as you could, already feeling lightheaded, then exhaled the smoke back into his face. eren smiled, proud, and gave you a wet kiss on the cheek. "that's it, baby, good girl." you moaned at his praise.

eren brings the blunt close to your lips, he didn't need to say anything as you took a drag from it. it was kinda difficult, since he was still pounding into you, so it took two tries to line the filter with your mouth.

"good. girl." groaned the brunette through gritted teeth, his lustful eyes almost completely black from his dilated pupils. it was now your turn to shotgun the smoke into his mouth, and of course he took it like a champ.

he puts the blunt away on a small tray next to you, which had rolling papers, filters and a lighter. it was your idea to take this to his bedroom after that panty-dropping kiss, but it was his idea to roll a blunt while he was buried deep inside your cunt. but goddammit if it wasn't hot.

you were used to having boring sex with jean. the missionary only kinda sex. you've always desired to be manhandled, for him to take you from behind, to slap you or to spank you. it never happenned though, and you didn't push it too much.

but now? oh boy.

eren was fucking you like a beast. the way he pounds his cock into your cervix, in contrast with the way he praises you like you are the prettiest girl he's ever been with? it was all driving you equally crazy and to your climax. you swear you started seeing stars.

"i'm gonna cum, babygirl, m'gonna fill up that tight little pussy, hm?" eren pants, sliding his hand through the curve of your arched back, back and forth, until it's resting against your ass cheek and leaves a hard slap there.

"erenn! please, fill me up," you whined, voice muffled by the matress. "fu-uuck, i'm gonna cum~"

"cum on my dick, princess, want you to cream my fucking cock like a good girl."

let's just say, jean had no way of winning you back now that you tried plug!eren yeager's cock.