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luvendiary · 3 months ago

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stealthy / h. haddock

hiccup haddock iii x reader

request: EEEJDHJS your writing ALWAYS has me giggling and kicking my feet LIKE ACKSJSS MWAH /p I wanted to try and request a HTTYD oneshot on where us and the gang are on a mission and fighting off dragon hunters as usual BUT hiccup finally witness us being a total badass since we never like to team up with anyone and be alone and stuff and he’s like ‘wow, that’s a hot badass woman right there on the spot-‘ and we get hurt in the process but still carry on and hiccup takes care of us after.🤭 You can choose the dragon species if you want! AKDNDJ YOU CAN TAKE YOUR TIME WITH THIS💕

a/n: thank you for your request. i had a lot of fun with this one. let me know if you like it!

It was supposed to be an easy mission. A simple raid. Go in, release the dragons, and get out. But as always, your friends had a knack for a dramatic entrance.

Hiccup had gone first, the rest waiting for his signal to prance out of the shadows. You, hidden in plain sight, watched along with your dragon as a guard seemed to take notice of Hiccup's presence. He squinted his eyes, trying to make out what exactly it was he was seeing amidst the fog. He drew his lantern closer, but there was no need to, as not a moment later Hiccup’s blade ignited, giving his faint outline now more visibility.

“What are you?” the guard asked, his voice trembling slightly.

Hiccup, ever so dramatically, placed his finger near his mouth and shushed the guard. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes.

Apparently, that had been Toothless’s signal to make himself known. A deep growl came from behind the guard, and his bioluminescent scales showed the small man exactly what he was up against.

Before things could get any worse for him, he decided to enact his attack on Hiccup. Forcefully thrusting his spear to him. Your boyfriend managed to evade his maneuver easily and unarmed the man without much effort.

In a panic, the guard threw his lantern at him, making it shatter completely against his suit. Fire consuming the wood beneath his feet and catching on to his suit.

“You dumbass,” you muttered to yourself as you secured your helmet, ready to come in at any given moment.

“He does love a dramatic entrance,” Valka whispered, perched next to you as you both watched him walk theatrically amongst the flames with Toothless by his side. “A demon!” the guard screamed.

Hiccup’s confident demeanor promptly fell as he started hushing the guard. “No, no! I’m not a demon” he whispered frantically. “I’m not a demon”

As he said so, he removed his helmet and the ash-cloth that had been previously covering his mouth and nose. “See! Just a guy!”

The guard did not seem appeased by this and frantically tried to scurry away as Hiccup persecuted him. “Just a guy!” he repeated. “Here to rescue these dragons,” he gestured towards the iron cages all around the ship.

“You walked through fire!” he screamed at him, now sweaty from a mixture of the heat and his nerves.

“Dragon scales!” Hiccup explained reassuringly. “Dragons shed a lot.”

“Oh I know a demon when I see one!” the stubborn man continued to scream as he stumbled backwards.

From your vantage point you saw a large shadow appear from behind him. It took no time to realize that it was Snotlout with a dramatic entrance of his own. Hookfang was completely on fire, as the guard kept on mumbling about how those were not human legs.

“You might want to get in there soon,” Valka chuckled next to you as you adjusted the saddle on your dragon. You hummed in agreement as you heard Snotlout chant about how he made a better entrance before setting himself on fire.

“I knew it!” the guard yelled. “More demons!” as Snotlout ran around in pain, trying to put out the fire eating his suit from behind.

“That’s really just a nitwit,” Hiccup sighed. “Forgot to fireproof his butt-”

“Behold!” another voice came from the darkness. Ruff and Tuff.

“Your worst nightmare!” Tuffnut called out as their two-headed dragon lowered its head, setting them down on the floor of the ship.

“Behold-” Ruffnut echoed.

“Along with his sister who insisted on coming!” he interrupted her.

“That’s my introduction?!” she whined.

Not a moment too soon, Astrid swept in, her dragon’s mouth filled with water as she spit it out all over Snotlout, effectively extinguishing the fire he had been spreading.

“Gross!” the boy cried out as he stared down at himself.

“Too soon guys! You always come in too soon-” Hiccup called out to the twins, interrupted by Fishlegs clumsily tumbling down towards the dack and crash-landing.

“Again with the baby?” Astrid asked as she expertly dismounted Stormfly and joined them.

“Sorry, she’s still getting the hang of her wings,” the chubby boy replied as a baby Gronkle perused around the ship clumsily.

“This is a raid,” Hiccup complained. “Find a sitter.”

Amongst all the chaos, the guard had been promptly forgotten. He hid away in the shadows, trying to go unnoticed. However you wouldn’t allow that. You swept in, your dragon grabbing his head with their claws and slamming it against one of the metal cages.

You heard your name being called, relief evident in Hiccup's voice. “I had him right where I wanted him,” he chuckled as he approached you, whilst contracting his fire blade.

You stretched your back and rolled your neck. “And now he’s right where I wanted him!” you replied cheerily. “Let’s get to work,” you said as you patted his shoulder.

He couldn’t help but to look at you with admiration for a second.

“Okay, we screw that up. But at least no one else knows we’re here,” he said, signaling instructions to the riders on which direction to take.

Just as the words left his mouth, alarms blared through the ship, and from the shadows, more men emerged, weapons drawn.

“Spoke too soon,” you muttered, already reaching for your weapon.

Toothless, right on cue, appeared at Hiccup's side just as he unsheathed his sword.

“Get the dragons out of here!” he ordered and you immediately jumped to action.

You wasted no time and with a running start you planted your staff into a broken railing, using it as a lever to launch yourself into the air. The momentum sent you soaring high above the fight, twisting midair as you aimed for the largest group of hunters.

You came down like thunder. Your staff crashed into the nearest hunter’s head, knocking him out cold before you spun, striking another square in the gut. As they stumbled, you twisted, taking the opportunity to open the cages.

With no time to lose you slid the iron bar containing the dragons, swiftly jumping on to the next cage.

The freed dragons wasted no time. A Monstrous Nightmare burst from its cage in a ball of fire, sending hunters scrambling. A Gronckle barreled forward, knocking the guards aside like ragdolls.

It was a dance-like trance the way you skillfully made your way through the chaos. No change in your expression and every movement perfectly calculated. To Hiccup it would always be wonderful looking at you in that state. It was beautiful and dangerous.

“You can gawk later,” you chimed in, breaking him out of his trance as you forced the blunt end of your staff upon the head of a man who fully intended to beat Hiccup to a pulp.

“You promise?,” he replied with a grin as he stepped over the man’s unconscious body and swung an arm around you while you walked away.

“Duck,” you said. He immediately obeyed as you swung on your staff and kicked a guard who had been sneaking up on you.

“You bitch!” he groaned in pain.

“Hey, apologize to the lady!” Hiccup said as he discarded the used oil cartridge in his sword and put in another one. “Geez, people nowadays,” you mumbled as you opened yet another cage, setting the dragon free.

Just in time, Toothless came down the ship, persecuting a group of hunters. Hiccup cut their path, his sword ablaze.

The terrified men looked for any way out of their current predicament and took a sharp left, walkin in the cage you had just opened. With a swift swing of his tail, Toothless closed it shut.

“Thank you,” Hiccup said as he rubbed the dragon’s snout. “Now go get the rest bud.” Obediently, he jumped up onto the cages and like a cat, disappeared into the shadows.

“I thought this was supposed to be a stealth mission,” you said as you geared up once again, standing next to Hiccup.

“Yeah, they always start that way.”

Just as Hiccup was about to signal the retreat, a hunter lunged from the shadows, aiming straight for you. Reacting quickly, you spun on your heel, staff meeting his weapon with a sharp clang. You knocked him back, but before you could finish him off, Hiccup’s sword swung in from the side, cutting through the air and forcing the hunter to retreat.

“We’ve got all the dragons!” Astrid called over the chaos. “We need to move out!”

“Everyone, back to the sky!” Hiccup commanded, swinging onto Toothless. The gang obeyed, dragons lifting off one by one. You turned to follow, but just as you took a step, something heavy wrapped around your ankle.

A chain.

Before you could react, the hunter yanked hard. Pain shot through your leg as you were ripped from your feet and slammed into the deck. A sickening crack echoed through the air.

Your vision blurred, but you forced yourself up, adrenaline pushing past the pain. The hunter sneered, stepping closer. “Not so tough now, are you?”

You gritted your teeth, shifting your weight despite the searing pain in your foot. Your staff spun in your hands, and with a desperate swing, you aimed for his legs. He stumbled, giving you just enough time to struggle against the chain.

You tried to stand but immediately came tumbling down, as your foot would not allow your whole weight to rest on it. You screamed out in pain, trying to claw your way to the ledge of the ship. Your dragon made its way to you, trying to help you up, but with the thick chain still wrapped around your foot, their wallows and struggles were in vain.

You barely registered your name being called out, followed by a dropping figure from the sky -Hiccup.

“Get out of here!” you screamed as you tried to stand once again. Your breaths came heavy, hands shaking from the pain, but you refused to stay down.

With one final strike, Hiccup sent the hunter sprawling. He rushed to you, eyes wide with panic. “Are you okay?”

You were about to give him a response, but instead, a pained groan came out of your throat.

Without hesitation, Hiccup scooped you up into his arms and leapt onto Toothless. “I’ll take care of her,” he said to your dragon who had refused to leave your side. “Go!”

With hesitant eyes, and after a brief moment, they leaped into the air, joining the rest of the ridders.

As Toothless carried you both home, the wind rushed past, cooling your skin. You groaned, shifting slightly in Hiccup’s arms.

“Are you okay?”

You winced. “Broke my foot. But I’ll live.”

“That hunter was an absolute bastard. I swear, if I see him again—”

Hiccup chuckled. “You mean if you hobble over to him?”

You scowled. “I had it handled.”

“You were on the ground.”

“Temporarily.”

He laughed again, shaking his head. “You are something else.”

By the time you reached Berk, the pain had settled in, and Hiccup wasted no time getting you back to his hut. He set you down carefully, grabbing a cloth and some water as he examined your foot.

“You’re terrible at taking it easy,” he muttered, wrapping the injury with careful hands.

You smirked through the discomfort. “You’re terrible at stealth missions.”

He sighed, shaking his head, but there was something fond in his expression. “Just… let me take care of you for once, alright?”

For once, you didn’t argue.

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luvendiary · 1 month ago

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something fishy / h. haddock

hiccup haddock x reader

request: Hello everything is fine? I hope you are well…. I would like to say that I loved your Hiccup fic, just perfect!! And the vows… OIIIIII my heart jumped! Congratulations on your masterpieces…. and if possible, when you're better with requests… could you do something for Hiccup again? This time, maybe something where the twins, playful as they are, might want to play a prank on Hiccup, where the reader feels sick. Hence, the reader agrees to play this prank, but when the time comes, does she really feel sick? (Maybe you feel short of breath, and pass out… or, you choose, I trust you) and then a cute moment of Hiccup taking care of the reader, thank you very much!!! a/n: i'm sorry for taking soooo long. thank you for your request and i hope you like it!!

Ruff and Tuff could be a pain in the ass sometimes. As much as you loved joking around with them, and their constant banter humored you, sometimes you couldn’t help but want to throw them both off the nearest cliff.

Right now, was one of those moments. You tried to block out their voices as you stitched through your charred armor, trying to repair the damage it had taken from your last ‘excursion’. However, they seemed to run on an endless supply of energy.

“Fine!” you shouted over their nagging voices. “If I agree to do this, will you leave me alone, for Thor’s sake?!”

Their response came in the shape of two identical grins, which told you all you needed to know.

That’s how you found yourself hunched over a bucket in your hut. What was supposed to be a harmless prank to Hiccup had ended up becoming your worst nightmare.

Tuff had bet Ruff that Hiccup had feelings for you, and all it took for it to be confirmed was to see you in your worst state to prove that. He would come and rescue you from your misery, and his point would be proven.

You thought it was ridiculous.

Ruff had said that to achieve your ‘most hideous state’ you had to at least smell like raw fish. At which you had started to double think your compliance in their plan. Maybe letting them annoy you wasn’t as bad as covered in fish skin.

However, by the time you realized that it was most definitely too late. The smell of fish had overwhelmed your senses and caused you to sprint out of the room before you got sick all over the place.

Much to your dismay, Hiccup had just walked in when he saw you bolt out of the room.

“What’s wrong with her?” he asked as he glanced back at you with a worried expression.

You could hear the twins trying to come up with some sort of explanation as to why you looked as if all the blood had drained out of your system. They stumbled over their words guilty, as Hiccup’s expression grew with anger. The realization dawning on him that your current state was their fault.

“What did you do to her?” he asked sternly, cutting off their rambling.

“It was just a harmless prank!” Ruff defended as she extended her arms towards your hunched figure. “She’s fine!”

“Does she look fine to you?”

You could barely hear their response as ringing sounded in your ears. Your breaths became shallow. The smell of fish overwhelming your senses completely.

You broke out in a cold sweat, but you felt incredibly suffocated. You held your hair up in a ponytail, trying to relieve yourself.

“M’fine…” you mumbled once the ringing in your ears had stopped.

Your words had been enough to silence their bantering.

“See? She’s fine!” Tuffnut nervously said to Hiccup. His voice, unusually high-pitched.

Hiccup threw a murderous glare at him, but didn’t get to give him a piece of his mind as you clumsily stumbled to your feet.

His arms instinctively flinched toward you, as he watched you stand up like you were a deer, just learning to walk.

“Maybe you should sit down for a while,” he said, carefully making his way toward you. His voice, extremely gentle.

“What? No. I’m fine. I’m good. Just got nauseous there for sec…” your words slurred into each other and before you knew it you were back on the ground again.

You couldn’t feel your legs, and all you knew was that Hiccup was staring down at you with those big brown eyes of his.

You tried to smile, but darkness took you over.

Warmth and shadows welcomed you back when you opened your eyes again.

It was like you had been completely removed from the world you had known just a moment ago. The first thing you noticed was the smell of wood, a contrasting difference from the stench of fish which made you shiver in disgust. You were wrapped in a soft cozy blanket. It looked like it had been scratchy once before, but so many years of use had worn it down to the perfect texture.

A log cracked in the hearth nearby, and the sound was enough to draw your attention to a figure seated beside you. His back was slightly hunched in the chair, head resting in his palm, elbow propped on the armrest. Hiccup looked exhausted. However, his head shot up the second you moved.

“You’re awake,” he said softly, voice thick with relief. His eyes, those warm brown eyes, studied your face with a mix of worry and something gentler intertwined.

You tried to sit up, but your arms trembled beneath you.

“Whoa, hey—easy,” he was beside you in an instant, gently pressing a hand to your lower back, to guide you back down. The simple gesture made butterflies fly in your stomach.

“You fainted. You scared the hell out of me.”

You frowned, brows drawing together. “Did I… throw up on anyone?”

His lips twitched in amusement, the concern in his expression never wavering. “No. You missed everyone by a mile. But you were burning up by the time I got you out of there.” He hesitated, then added, “You’ve been out for hours.”

You looked down at the blanket, feeling your cheeks heat for entirely different reasons now. “Guess I really sold the whole ‘sick and pitiful’ act, huh?”

His brows drew together in confusion. “Wait—this was a prank?”

You groaned, covering your face with one hand. “Ruff and Tuff thought if I looked like I was on death’s doorstep, it would somehow confirm that you had feelings for me.”

You were mortified. “They kept pestering me until I agreed. But if I had known their plan had included me being covered in fish guts, I would never have said yes.”

He was quiet for a long moment. You dared a peek through your fingers. He looked conflicted.

“Gods…” you whispered. “I’m so sorry. This was so stupid.”

Then, unexpectedly, he smiled—just a small, private curve of his lips.

“Well,” he said slowly, sitting back on the edge of the chair. “They weren’t completely wrong.”

Your heart skipped. “Wait, what?”

His eyes met yours. “Maybe not the way they went about it… but I was ready to throw them both into the ocean the second I saw you collapse. I—I was scared. I thought something was seriously wrong. I care about you. A lot.”

You stared at him.

He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. “So… yeah. Next time, maybe just talk to me instead of dousing yourself in fish guts?”

You stared at him in disbelief. A breathless laugh escaping your throat. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

There was a pause, warm and gentle, before Hiccup reached down to tuck the blanket more securely around your shoulders.

“Get some rest,” he murmured. “After that we can throw them off a cliff together. Yeah?”

“Is that a promise?”

“I’ll wait for you.”

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