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[thethreefaes]

“Here. Make yourself at home. It’s not much, but it’s a cozy little nest.” It was easy to see who spent their time where. There was a game system set up and a funny bean bag like chair in front of the tv. Far too close. The couch was back farther and off to the side was a bookshelf and what looked like a reading nook.

Then, of course, was a window seat with plants hanging to get the best light. The kitchen and living area were together, a low halfway the only thing separating the two rooms. A staircase farther back in the home was visible. It was faint, but the hum of magic similar to the Veil hung in the home like a light blanket.

“I should be thanking you. Truly. I… am not like my sisters.” She sighed as she hung her bag and headed to the kitchen. Lyra moved about easy as she opened cupboards and set bowls and utensils on the table.

“I’m usually observant but the city messes with my magic. And if I had been attacked…” the small fae looked down at the bowls in defeat.

“I don’t know how to fight. I can run and I’m pretty agile. But I don’t know what I’d do if I got caught. Maybe try to shadow step away. But then I’d reveal my magic. Ugh!” Lyra turned to the crockpot and lifted the lid. The stew was done and simmering. It didn’t look like her sisters had been home yet, the crockpot still completely full.

“It’s not like I haven’t tried to fight before. I just… it feels wrong to me. To hurt another even if it’s to protect myself.” Lyra mixed the stew and ladled sone into two bowls.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to rant.” She handed him a bowl and smiled. It was a little more tired than before, strained. She hated feeling weak, useless. There was no doubt in her mind that if Errol hadn’t been there she would have been in danger.

“You really are my hero.”

“My shop is magical? You truly think so?” Her shop was all that? It was special to her of course. She put so much work and love into it. But to have another think so highly of it…

“You’ll have to stop by sometime! You’ll love the greenhouse.” Lyra was worried for a moment when Errol looked away. Did he have a bad day? Was his work stressful? But her worry quickly changed to confusion. Enough so that she stopped and looked up at her friend.

“Why wouldn’t I be your friend?” She sounded genuinely confused. “You’ve been kind to me too. You even listened to my rambles. And you just saved me!” Lyra held his hand and smiled at him.

“Of course I would be your friend! You’re wonderful!” Nodding to herself she walked forward again, pulling him along by his hand.

“You’re my friend. And as my friend, I insist you stay at least for dinner.” The houses had started to be more spaced out. And Lyra guided them to one of the smaller houses. A wooden fence around the home and garden.

“Rose says I am… aggressively friendly. I don’t know what that means. But I think it’s good?” The inside of the house was cozy. Simple in decor and felt more like a cottage than a house next to a city.

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WHAT DO YOU ASSOCIATE MY MUSE WITH?

Lyra hummed in thought.

“I associate Hiccup with the smell of autumn wind and the warm sun. He’s comfy and safe like a nest. And I associate him with the color green. His eyes are bright and kind. Full of understanding. But he’s also protective like a forest. Covering and sheltering us.”

Rose grinned at Lyra’s cute answer.

“I associate him with the forge. And not just cause we’re there a lot. The smell of the fire clings ta him. And ya can see the fire in his eyes when he’s really determined. Hiccup’s as strong as the metal he works with.”

Kiara tapped her chin.

“True. He is very fiery. Though I think the thing I associate Hiccup with is freedom. His free spirit. How he embraces the skies and flies. Unbound by the earth. It’s a very fae trait. And… he has also given freedom to many. Dragon, fae. We find freedom with Hiccup.”

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WHAT DO YOU ASSOCIATE MY MUSE WITH?

Hiccup didn't know what to say. He was deeply touched by their words, his eyes stinging a bit at the kindness, and how they knew him so well.

"I, I don't have the words...all of that, it, it really meant a lot to me."

"Lyra, you are gentle, kind. Incredibly patient. You make me want to be a better person. We're so alike, yet so different too. I have made the mistake of letting my grief, my anger get to me, but you? You remain strong. You don't let your past change who you are."

"Rose, I must say, it has been pretty great, working with you in the forge. Your skill and ingenuity has been...amazing to see. It's actually funny that you see me as fiery, because that's what I see in you. Not just because of the forge, or your magic, but it's you. Your heart is fiery in the best ways."

Turning to his oldest sister, he said, "Kia. You're strategic, clever. But also just as caring as Lyra. You just show it differently. It's in more subtle ways, but it's there. I have to admit, I used to see you as icy. But knowing you better, I'd say a more accurate description would be a snowfall. Calm, refreshing...a fresh start."

"You have all changed me for the better, become the family I always wanted, yet never thought I'd have. So...thank you. As much as you say I helped you, you've helped me, too."

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Rose didn’t need to be told twice. She followed Hiccup and filled him in on any little details she could think of. Anything that could be of use.

When he pulled out the map and sketched out the layout she pointed out sections of the environment that would help with their cover. She was impressed with how quick he’d gotten it together. They still had plenty of time before sunset to get what they needed.

“Stealth sounds good. It didn’t look like they had a good foothold yet. Only just setting up camps.” Which meant they’d not have any real fortifications… hopefully.

“The last I saw they had about four big sized cages and a dozen smaller. Couldn’t tell if they were all filled though. I didn’t want ta get closer and risk them spotting us. The cages were over here.” Rose pointed to the northern part of the beach. She chewed her lip, giving Hiccup a side eye.

“Thinking a day or two mission? You know our flower will want us ta give her a time frame ta expect us home.” Lyra would have a fit if they just up and disappeared.

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For once, Rose thought before acting. During her usual rounds she spotted a ship with unfamiliar sails. Flying Brig closer she could see the island the ship was going to, it looked like a temporary settlement. Two other ships docked already.

Then the fae saw them. Cages. Cages filled with dragons. Every fiber of her being told her to attack. To do something. But the logical part took stock in the amount of hunters and realized that was a bad idea.

Reluctantly she and Brig turned around and headed for Berk. She’d report to her Chief first.

———————

“Hey Chief!” Rose ran over to her brother. She wore sections of her dragon rider armor he and her had been working on.

“Got a sec? We gotta bit of a problem.” She explained what she saw. Estimated the amount of men she saw and cages.

“Not sure if ya wanna keep this quiet and do a stealth mission. Or if ya wanna have some fun and go in fightin.” Rose chuckled and… honestly with the fae either option sounded fun.

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Stepping protectively in front of Lyra, Hiccup weilded the Dragon Blade, "Hey! You will never call her that again, understand? That's my sister you're speaking about, and she is certainly not a freak, of any kind!"

(((this guy loves his family and will not stand for them to be insulted!)))

Your muse overhears someone call my muse a "freak." How does your muse respond to that accusation?

Lyra holds onto Hiccup’s arm to prevent him from going after the person. She smiles at his protectiveness, not even bothered by the mean comment.

“Thank you.”

((Protective big brother! He doesn’t play around, flame sword at the ready! I love it. 💚💚 Lyra just thinking “how can I be upset when my brother is so cool?!”))

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“I’ve made dandelion tea for health potions!” Lyra was excited to find another that was fond of the so called weed. “They’re so good for potions. I’m glad you see they’re good too.”

The fae blushed and her feathers fluffed up at Whisper’s praise. She could feel the intent in the other’s words and everything she said she meant.

“You’re very kind. I simply help them grow. Give them a little boost.” She watched in her own amazement at the walking flower. Lyra giggled and clapped her hands.

“That is so cool! I can’t do that! Can you feel the movements of the flower? Like invisible puppet strings? Or is it all concentrated magic?” Her voice didn’t raise but she spoke quick in excitement.

“Oh?! What flowers do like? I love lilies but have a soft spot for ivy plants. It’s amazing how they find ways to climb up to find the sun.” The fae side happily. When Whisper clapped, Lyra blushed and bowed her head with a smile.

“Thank you.” Petting the petals of the flower she nodded.

“Growing flowers is the easiest for my magic. I’ve helped trees too, they only take a bit more. As long as the soil is healthy I can grow anything.” Her wings fluffed up proudly.

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Lyra tensed for a second when Matt wrapped an arm around her. But it quickly melted away at the protective feeling he gave off. She walked with him and felt herself calming from her initial panic.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Matt. I’m very grateful for your kindness.” Sitting beside him she let out a sigh.

“I am not use to cities and so many people. I grew up in a very wooded area. Forest all around. This… is taking some time to get use to.” His joke did get a little giggle from her though.

“Well you do better than I! I get lost easily even with sight. They’re just so much going on. The crowds, the sounds, it’s all so much. You handle the chaos so well.”

"Are you lost?" (From Matt to Lyra)

It was early in the day as she tried to figure out just where she was. Lyra had been so tired she’d gotten off the bus at the wrong stop. Looking around she tried to see if she recognized anything. Lyra jumped and looked up at the man who spoke. Blushing in embarrassment she nodded.

“Er… a little. I got off at the wrong bus stop. And I thought maybe if I walked a bit I’d figure out which way...” Lyra wasn’t one for cities or crowded areas. But this had been a good opportunity for her and her sisters.

“I’m trying to get to my shop. I was suppose to open an hour ago.” Luckily she didn’t have any appointments… or customers yet really.

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Your muse overhears someone call my muse a "freak." How does your muse respond to that accusation?

[thethreefaes]

Starter for @dragonmasterhiccup

For once, Rose thought before acting. During her usual rounds she spotted a ship with unfamiliar sails. Flying Brig closer she could see the island the ship was going to, it looked like a temporary settlement. Two other ships docked already.

Then the fae saw them. Cages. Cages filled with dragons. Every fiber of her being told her to attack. To do something. But the logical part took stock in the amount of hunters and realized that was a bad idea.

Reluctantly she and Brig turned around and headed for Berk. She’d report to her Chief first.

———————

“Hey Chief!” Rose ran over to her brother. She wore sections of her dragon rider armor he and her had been working on.

“Got a sec? We gotta bit of a problem.” She explained what she saw. Estimated the amount of men she saw and cages.

“Not sure if ya wanna keep this quiet and do a stealth mission. Or if ya wanna have some fun and go in fightin.” Rose chuckled and… honestly with the fae either option sounded fun.

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Awww thank you! This is so sweet! Oh my stars I needed this. Thank you thank you! I love you all so much! ❤️💚🖤

@thethreefaes someone sent you a mug full of positivity! Here is what was sent for you:

Been writing with them for years now and love how creative and well thought out the muses are, all three girls have their own voice and I've loved learning about each one and always want to know more. Just seeing this blog post makes me smile.

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The day flew by after that. With everyone, even Altair, taking to the sky. Lyra showed off her wings and moves, circling and dodging away from her brother. Hiccup took to flight like a natural.

Even Howell was flying with the clan. Lyra would let him go and he’d fly on his own for a bit before either landing on Toothless or Altair. The hatchling quickly warming up to his new family.

Kia flew just above Hiccup until he got a hang of it. Then she fell back to watch him and Lyra play tag. Until, ultimately, the faes landed to watch Hiccup and Toothless fly side by side.

Even the extra energy from the fae food couldn’t sustain all the flight. Lyra and Kia feeling tired and when Hiccup finally landed, he looked exhausted too. And sadly, as the sun set and the light faded, so too did his dragon wings. His magic so depleted that they could no longer stay.

“You must ache terrible.” Lyra tucked in beside Hiccup to help him home. With his magic used up he had to be feeling it. It was sad to see his wings vanish. Her and Kia hid theirs away as they left the circle.

“You were amazing! And hey. Maybe they’ll come back! Or we can ask Fluffy again.” Lyra giggled and Kia walked with them with her own smile.

“I think one day we should fly with Hiccup while he’s with Toothless. Watching you two is quite the sight.”

Kiara hung the bloodvine in the kitchen for it to dry. Four long strands were all she was able to find in the snowy mountains. The rich dark red vine was easy to find once she was on the right area. But that wasn’t the only thing she found.

The fae returned to the living area. On the chair a bundle of blankets warmed by the fire. And amongst those blankets was the ice fae’s newest problem. She had no idea what to do with it. Kiara had no clue about these things!

…But Hiccup did. Realizing the chief would be the best to deal with this, Kiara picked the bundle up and headed out into Berk. Finding Hiccup was much easier now. Reaching out with her magic she could sense his signature. Luck was on her side, instead of the forge it seemed Hiccup was at his home. Knocking on his door, she adjusted the heavy bundle.

“Hiccup? I need your assistance with something.” The blankets shifted in her arms and the fae struggled to hold them.

~ @dragonmasterhiccup

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👙 = Does your muse prefer a one piece of a two-piece when going to the beach or pool? - for all three

Oh… I have just the thing for this ask. So all three of the fae would prefer going to the beach. They aren’t a fan of the chemicals and how cramped a pool feels. As for swimsuits

Rose

Kiara

Lyra

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☆ Headcanon Prompts ☆        Clothing Preferences

👚= Does your muse prefer long sleeved or short sleeved clothing? Why? 

👕 = Does your muse have a colour preference on their clothes? If so, what colour and why? 

👖 = What fabric of clothing does your muse prefer? Silk, cotton, etc. 

👔 = Does your muse always wear their best clothes or do they prefer casual clothes? 

👗 = What kind of dress does your muse prefer? 

👙 = Does your muse prefer a one piece of a two-piece when going to the beach or pool? 

👘 = Does your muse try to keep up with fashion trends, or do they wear whatever they want? 

👠 = Does your muse prefer high heels or no heels at all? 

👒 = Does your muse like to wear hats? If so, what kind? 

👑 = Does your muse always spend a lot of money on their clothes, or do they buy cheap clothes? 

⛑ = Does your muse wear all safety gear in applicable places, or do they not bother? 

🕶 = Does your muse like to show off skin, or hide it? 

🌂 = How many layers of clothes does your muse prefer to wear in colder seasons?

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“Nope!” Lyra popped the p playfully. “Others might, hearing you sound draconic. But I bet you’d make his rumble like purr or his hiss-growl sound.” Now that would be funny. Kiara chuckled as well. The elder leaning against the table but not sitting.

“I thought I was being clever. I’m not like the trickster fae, but I do enjoy the rhyming.” Instead of eating, Kia started to braid Lyra’s hair. Pulling it back and out of her face. Lyra’s owl like coo hummed in her chest.

“There was a time that fae speaking in riddles and rhymes to other beings was the common. It was meant to confuse and trick their potential victims.” The ice fae grinned. “Though the tradition faded from most, the tricksters still enjoy it.”

“Except Rose.” Lyra added. “She’s terrible at coming up with rhymes.” The sisters laughed. Once Kia had finished Lyra’s braid she tied it off with a piece of ribbon. A nostalgic look crossed her face as her fingers ran over the long hair. The braid falling all the way down her back.

“How short are you going to cut your hair for the bonding?” Lyra looked back at Kia with a smile and pulled the braid over her shoulder.

“To my shoulders. It’ll be fun to grow it again.” Turning to her sister, Lyra kissed her cheek. “Thank you.” And with the extra energy from the food, Lyra jumped off the table. Wings stretching and flapping excited. The little fae not going to let Kia’s mood drop.

“Once you’re able to follow me and catch me, then we’ll do the more fun stunts!” Howell hopped around Lyra causing her to giggle. Kia watched them with a grin.

“Are you going to try to join us? Best you’ll be fast too!” Lyra picked Howell up and nuzzled the little dragon. Howell warbled happily and soaked up the attention. Even going as far as to give a silly grin to Kia that he learned from Toothless.

“Let’s not push either of them too far. Hiccup still needs to learn his control. The wing movements and feeling the air currents.” Kia lectured. The eldest turned to their brother.

“When you’re ready, we’ll take off again. We’ll ‘chase’ Lyra and I’ll coach you through if you need it. The best way to think of your wings is like Toothless’s tail. Don’t overthink. Let your instincts and feelings guide you.” Lyra nodded before walking quick and jumping, taking off with Howell in her arms.

Kia sighed and rubbed her forehead.

“I haven’t seen her this full of energy since we were fledglings. You’ll have a good challenge to get her.”

Kiara hung the bloodvine in the kitchen for it to dry. Four long strands were all she was able to find in the snowy mountains. The rich dark red vine was easy to find once she was on the right area. But that wasn’t the only thing she found.

The fae returned to the living area. On the chair a bundle of blankets warmed by the fire. And amongst those blankets was the ice fae’s newest problem. She had no idea what to do with it. Kiara had no clue about these things!

…But Hiccup did. Realizing the chief would be the best to deal with this, Kiara picked the bundle up and headed out into Berk. Finding Hiccup was much easier now. Reaching out with her magic she could sense his signature. Luck was on her side, instead of the forge it seemed Hiccup was at his home. Knocking on his door, she adjusted the heavy bundle.

“Hiccup? I need your assistance with something.” The blankets shifted in her arms and the fae struggled to hold them.

~ @dragonmasterhiccup

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injury/hurt prompts bc reasons

feel free to specify who is receiving the actions [ sew ] for one muse to have to stitch up the other [ fix ] for one muse to mend a dislocated joint [ alone ] for one muse to find the other trying to treat themselves  [ drugged ] for one muse to take care of the other while they’re delirious [ bullet ] for one muse to help the other after they get shot  [ lacerate ] for one muse to get stabbed while protecting/working with the other  [ broken ] for one muse to have broken a bone(s) [ scream ] for one muse to wake up because the other is having a nightmare  [ comfort ] for one muse to stay the night with the other after a hard day  [ wake ] for one muse to wake up to the other at the side of their hospital bed  [ sleep ] for one muse to sit by while the other is unconscious in a hospital  [ nurse ] for one muse to take care of the other while they’re sick [ appear ] for one muse to show up at the other’s doorstep injured

“  just let me help you.  ” “  shut the fuck up and sit down. you’re bleeding.  ” “  it’s fine— nothing i haven’t dealt with before.  ”  “  hey, you can talk to me.  ” “  shh- lie back. you’re safe now.  ”   “  you need to stay still.  ” “  how the hell did this happen?  ” “  are you sure you’re okay?  ” “  that isn’t ‘just a scratch’.  ” “  stop being such a baby and let me finish cleaning you up.  ” “  i need you to stay awake for me okay? keep your eyes open.  ” “  if you die on me i’ll bring you back to life and kill you myself.  ” “  for once in your goddamn life, let me take care of you before you make it worse.  ” “  you’re hurt because of me. the least i can do is fix it.  ” “  i’ll be okay. i promise.  ” “  a little help?  ” “  i just need a few stitches and i can’t exactly reach.  ” “  i’m fine, i just need a moment.  ” “  no hospitals.  ” “  you need a fucking doctor.  ” “  you need to slow down.  ” “  you’ll be no help to anyone if you run yourself into the ground.  ” “  you have to sleep eventually.  ” “  stop fussing, i’ll be fine.  ” “  shit, okay fuck that actually really fucking hurts.  ” “  i’m scared.  ” “  i feel so cold.  ” “  i can’t feel my legs.  ” “  i don’t…i don’t wanna go yet.  ” “  what the fuck happened to you?  ” “  who the fuck did this?  ” “  you’re clearly not okay so stop bullshitting me.  ” “  fucking hell.  ” “  i need help. please.  ” “  i swear to god i’ll kill whatever bastard did this.  ” “  if i die, i’m gonna haunt your ass.  ” “  it’s not that bad, chill the fuck out.  ”

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Bedroom - for all three girls

Lyra’s room is painted in soft greens and purples. A large window that has a window seat with blankets, pillows, and lots of plants everywhere. Hanging or in little pots on her desk and bookshelf.

Her room is cozy. Plenty of soft items to make comfy nests. Her window is open most of the time to let a breeze in.

Rose’s room is a… controlled mess. Painted in deep crimson and black. Rose knows where everything is and that’s all that matters. Clothes laying about. Half done projects everywhere. Her room isn’t as bright as Lyra’s. As she usually keeps her curtain closed.

Posters and art litter her walls. Some she made. Some her sisters did. All three have different styles and Rose loves displaying them. Her room is also the warmest of the three.

Kiara’s room is painted in dark blues and rich purples. The coldest of the three for obvious reasons. She has a large bookshelf and a comfy chair in the corner so she can read in peace.

Kiara keeps her room clean and organized. Rose’s room gives her anxiety. Kia’s room is never messy. Crystals and gems shimmer on different surfaces. Light trickles in from the window and causes them to shine and cause colors on the walls.

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“It’s… a. Well it’s a subconscious thing I think. When our wings are out we tend to be more in tune with our magic and our instincts. So sometimes when I get really happy my owl side comes out.” Lyra giggled. “I’ve heard Rose screech before and Kia hiss. It’s not often. Just… with strong emotions.”

He saw her as strong. Her feathers fluffed up happily. He believed in her so much.

“Exactly! It’s what family does.”

Lyra hopped up on the table and looked through the basket. Setting the fruit bowl out and pouring them some of the juice. As she drank she eyed the potions. Raising a brow and looking at Kia.

“You even brought healing potions. You really are being prepared.” The little fae kicked her feet as she sat. The fae food giving her a boost as well.

“As Hiccup said. I know him well. Plus his unsuccessful landing earlier gave me an idea as well. I don’t want you both using up your healing magic on scrapes.” Kiara allowed her wings to return and she stretched them.

“There may be a difference, but I have a reputation to uphold. Stars what would the Emerald court think if the feared ice fae was being nice.” Lyra laughed at Kia’s theatrics. Howell even climbing down at her voice and jumping around her.

“I thought you said the new high court at Emerald were good. I don’t think they’d mind a nicer you.” Lyra teased back. She made sure her brother ate a bit before answering him.

“I think another try at tag. It’s a fun game but you have to focus on not just flying. You need to be able to speed up and slow down in flight. Then we’ll add in some landings as you get use to slowing down mid flight.” Lyra stretched her wings out in excitement. Kia chuckled.

“You just want to play and show off. Though.,, you are right. It would be a good exercise in control.”

Kiara hung the bloodvine in the kitchen for it to dry. Four long strands were all she was able to find in the snowy mountains. The rich dark red vine was easy to find once she was on the right area. But that wasn’t the only thing she found.

The fae returned to the living area. On the chair a bundle of blankets warmed by the fire. And amongst those blankets was the ice fae’s newest problem. She had no idea what to do with it. Kiara had no clue about these things!

…But Hiccup did. Realizing the chief would be the best to deal with this, Kiara picked the bundle up and headed out into Berk. Finding Hiccup was much easier now. Reaching out with her magic she could sense his signature. Luck was on her side, instead of the forge it seemed Hiccup was at his home. Knocking on his door, she adjusted the heavy bundle.

“Hiccup? I need your assistance with something.” The blankets shifted in her arms and the fae struggled to hold them.

~ @dragonmasterhiccup

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Send a room type for a description of what my muses' home looks like

Eg. Kitchen