Blue J Evergade

One year after Hiccup saw his father being killed by his best friend

Only one year and then he had to say goodbye to Toothless.

Hiccup is such a strong character and the way you could see the weight of the world on his shoulders at just 21 years old…

In D1, He was ridiculed, ignored, shunned by his village enough that he was ready to leave it forever, at the age of 15. Lost and alone for so long, that his only source of friendship came from a member of a different species. Yet when he saw his village, his father, his best friend sailing to their certain doom, he acted, even though his father had practically just disowned him. He was ready to give his life for all these people, his village, even after all that had happened, and he was ready to forgive his bullies, his father, to save them all.

In D2, he found out his mother had abandoned him. He found out his entire childhood, that strange listlessness like he was missing a part of himself all along, the doubt seeping into him even after he’d accomplished so many great things… and all the while he’d taken after her, and if she’d been there, he might not have been so lost. But he forgave her. He forgave her, he let her touch his face, and witnessed his parents’ reunion. For a few brief seconds, genuine, deep happiness bloomed on his face.

But then, he witnessed his best friend being turned against him. He witnessed his best friend kill his father, witnessed the gravest, darkest depths of fear, of power madness and cruelty. Two of the things he cherished most was ripped away from him in a single day, and still he did not falter. He shot the arrow, he stood up, he had tears in his eyes, but he did not falter.

And when he reaches his best friend, he forgave him. He brought him back, through pure love and their unshakable bond. This was mere hours after his father died, and he welcomed his friend back with open arms. And when he had Drago at his mercy? He gave Drago the option of mercy. He offered for the man to stand down, the man who had been responsible for everything, for inflicting so much pain, he was willing to let live.

In D3, one short year later, he stood up for what he believed in. He was headstrong, maybe, and foolhardy, definitely, but he cares for his people, and does what he thinks is best for them. He confronted his enemy head-on, twice, and would have won but for the new types of dragons brought into play. And all throughout this, he was dealing with his best friend and the new life ahead, and he recognizes the importance, and though it clearly pained him, he granted his friend autonomy. He willingly untethered himself, because he loves his friend and want the best for him. When they found the Hidden World, he was willing to permanently sever that tie, and felt wretched that he had ruined his friend’s future when they were discovered and Toothless was forced to save him.

He was willing to die. He was willing to die. With a smile, knowing his friend was saved, and his village was safe, even though he had a full life ahead of him with so much youth and promise. And, after that, perhaps the bravest gesture was his willingness to let go. The movie had many, many problems in the execution of this decision (and that’s been discussed by many people already), but the central heart of it doesn’t change. He saw a kind of simmering hatred that was too pervasive, too powerful, and too difficult to eradicate. He saw how close his best friend and his mate had come to dying. He didn’t want that to happen, ever again, to any dragon. So he let go.

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III is many things. But a coward or a weakling are not one of those.

He is the strongest, warmest, bravest, and most deserving character I have ever had the pleasure to love.

2015′s immense 30 day Sephiroth/Cloud collaboration between Boomchickfanfiction and tomowowowo, now in one place for your convenience!!!

Yourself — Cloud tries to figure out how to act when he’s alone with Sephiroth.

Animal — Many people think of the Demon of Wutai as a monster. Cloud doesn’t want to agree.

Favorite Foods — Cloud cooks dinner for his new beau, but Sephiroth is acting strangely about it…

Favorite Place — Sephiroth shows Cloud his favorite VR Program. But things don’t go quite as planned.

Best Friend — After a fight leaves Sephiroth and Cloud strained, Zack plays the middle-man.

Book — A little bit of bonding goes a long, long way.

Movies — Sephiroth overhears Cloud lamenting the lack of normalcy in his new life, and tries to give him what he wants.

Animated Character — Sephiroth storms into the apartment full of fury, and hands Cloud a disk to play instead of explaining. Nothing prepares Cloud for what he sees next.

TV Show — Cloud wants to learn more than what Shinra Propaganda has told him about the war in Wutai.

Candy — Making himself comfortable in Sephiroth’s apartment, Cloud decides to explore the top cabinets, and finds a little secret.

Turning Point — A mission to Nibelheim takes a turn for the worse when Sephiroth won’t leave the basement of Shinra Manor.

Accomplishment — Cloud succeeds in battle, and Sephiroth tries not to panic.

Comic — Learning to relax around Zack and Cloud after what he learned in Nibelheim is proving less difficult than Sephiroth thought it would be.

Fairytale  — Cloud’s mother is coming to visit. Sephiroth doesn’t know what to think.

Family Picture — Two new photographs adorn Sephiroth’s desk. They probably mean more to him than they should.

Inspiration — Cloud has never given up on his dream to be a Soldier. No matter what secrets he’s learned.

Plant — Zack takes Sephiroth and Cloud to meet his girlfriend in the slums. Things are more complicated than he expected.

Just a Doodle — Still trying to settle in his skin, Sephiroth pokes through one of Cloud’s notebooks, and finds something unexpected.

Something New — When Cloud daydreamed about saving Sephiroth when he was a child, he never thought it would be like this.

Orange — A vacation to a ski town sounded great, until a ruined uniform leads to embarrassingly unusual clothing. (Extra Illustration HERE!)

Something You Want — Late at night in bed with Cloud, Sephiroth tries to understand what he feels.

Missing — A very early morning walk turns into a rescue mission, which all too soon turns into babysitting.

Something Needed — Exhaustion takes its toll on Soldiers as much as on anyone else.

A Couple’s Day — A proper vacation to Costa Del Sol is just what Cloud needs.

Scenery — Up on the roof of Shinra, Cloud looks over the city, and tries to comprehend what is happening to Sephiroth.

Dislike — Weakness, worry, and powerlessness are Sephiroth’s least favorite things. When he comes home from a long night in the labs following his fall, he tries to deal with all three.

Love — A return to Nibelheim to finish what was started turns all too quickly into a struggle for survival.

Anything You Want — Recovery takes time. Fortunately, Ma Strife’s house is as good a place as any to take it easy for a while.

A Place You Want To Go — Sephiroth begins to think about the future.

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old french proverb (via southern-sideburns)

I’m 6’2 and weigh 180lbs

Inspired by something @evilwriter37 wrote (and I asked permission to use)

“Go on in Hiccup, I got this!”

“Dagur, there’s a lot of-”

“Just go!”

Rolling his eyes, Hiccup left his husband to get the bags out of the car. It was a matter of pride for the enormous idiot he’d married. Hiccup would try to help, and Dagur would flex his enormous arms, call Hiccup a ‘loveable toothpick’ and shoo him out of the way.

“There’s a lot of bags, don’t try to bring them all in at once.”

“Yeah yeah, just get out the way would ya? I got this!”

Hiccup locked the rest of the car up after grabbing the bag of ‘too breakable for the boot’ from inside, then began to head to the house.

“Yeah! That’s my husbands ass right there!”

Covering his face with his hand, Hiccup turned back to see Dagur giving him the thumbs up, grinning unashamedly.

“Dagur will you shut up? Thor help me!”

He escaped into the house before the neighbours came out to watch Dagur make a fool of them both. The kitchen made for sore viewing - they’d been arguing about who’s turn it was to do the washing up, and so naturally it hadn’t got done before they needed to get to the supermarket before it closed.

He was married to a moron.

After a minute, Hiccup began to get suspicious that Dagur hadn’t come in with any of the bags yet. He was trying to get them all in in one trip, Hiccup just knew it. Almost on cue, he heard a yelp of pain.

“Dagur?”

Hiccup called out, already heading to the door.

“I’m fine!”

He could tell by Dagur’s voice that he was very much not fine, coming around the door to find his husband on the floor, a half dozen bags of shopping on the ground, some with contents beginning to escape. The other half were still on Dagur’s left arm.

And Dagur was on the ground.

“You idiot! What did I tell you?”

“I’m fine! Just tripped.”

“On your ego, probably. Come on.”

Hiccup let his husband lay on the ground a minute longer, figuring it was adequate punishment for the busted food he now had to pick up off the floor. Carting those bags inside, Hiccup grew concerned when Dagur hadn’t yet made another sound or rejoined him. 

“Dag?”

When he went back out, Dagur was still on the floor.

“Dagur? Get up!”

“I… nope, I’m good here.”

His husband was looking a little pale, which was especially noticeable compared to his usual ruddy complexion. The scar on his cheek stood out more starkly than usual, the tattoo on his neck offering even more comparison.

“You are not good. Have you hurt your arm?”

“I’m fine!”

“Then get up.”

Dagur tried, to his credit. But he was whimpering in pain with every movement, and Hiccup reckoned it was serious before Dagur had even started to move his other arm.

“Hold on” he began removing the second half of the bags, dumping them back in the boot and hoping nothing was for the freezer, steadily defrosting “here we go.”

With a grunt of exertion, Hiccup hefted his heavy husband to a seated position, and it was immediately clear he was not alright. His right arm was sitting a little lower than his left, and there was an uncomfortable looking lump that hadn’t been there when they got out of the car just below his shoulder.

“Oh my- you absolute idiot. Get in the car, I’m taking you to the hospital.”

“It’s nothing!”

“Dagur, I swear on every god I can think of, if you don’t get in the car we are never having sex again.”

Dagur got in the car. Hel, he got up in record time considering the pain. Hiccup had to dash to lock the house again, then put Dagur’s seatbelt on for him before he could get back in the car.

“It’s probably nothing.”

“It’s probably dislocated. I hope you’re happy. You won’t be able to go to the gym now for weeks.”

“But! What about my buff, manly physique? I can’t go back to being Dagur the Dainty!”

Fairly sure they would soon be rolling out of his head, Hiccup rolled his eyes again.

“I said weeks, not years. Drama queen. All you had to do was make two trips or let me help with the bags, but nooooo.”

Dagur pouted, sulking in the car for the entire trip as Hiccup drove them to the hospital. Dragging the reluctant redhead in to A&E, Hiccup’s first words to the woman in reception was

“My husband is a dumbass” followed by “I think he’s dislocated his shoulder.”

“I’m telling you, you’re overreacting!”

Exchanging a look of something between apology and exasperation, Hiccup turned to his still-pouting husband.

“Alright. Lift your arms up.”

If he could, Hiccup suspected Dagur would have crossed his arms mockingly.

“No. I don’t wanna.”

“Precisely as I suspected. Now sit down.”

It was busy, and there was a bit of a wait. Dagur made crude comments when Hiccup helped take his shirt off so the doctor could look him over, and giggled when informed his nipple piercing would show up on the X-ray.

“Your husband was right, you’ve dislocated your shoulder.”

Hiccup grinned smugly. Dagur huffed and glared at his new sling.

“Told you so.”