“You Look Lonely, I Could Fix That”

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-Fantasy High (Dimension 20)

-Overwatch 1 and 2

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-The weeks go by and you hear nothing of Dagur following his quick disappearance after helping Heather escape, a small part of you wonders where he might have ran off too. Hell, you even find yourself looking for him a few times. Only to make sure he stays gone you tell your friends when they ask.

-You weren’t expecting to come back on what felt like a random day. You didn’t trust him, not with all that’s happened and definitely not with the mission coming up. Despite what everyone was expecting of Dagur he doesn’t make an effort to approach you during his short stint on Dragons Edge. He openly embraces any hostility you greet him with and doesn’t force you to listen to his apology. Dagur feels miserable.

“I just want to train a dragon to help find my sister,” Dagur pleas, daring to meet your gaze while keeping his head lowered. You draw a deep breath to steel yourself, refusing to take your turn as the mad one. Fine.

-Dagur never expected for you to agree to Hiccups proposal to help him, let alone a one on one training session. Not wanting to waste the opportunity you’ve given him he works hard to impress you with what little time you have together. Dagur the Deranged is a five-star student.

The world is quite on the return flight home. Dagur takes his chance to look at you admire the concentrated expression you wear while focusing on the horizon.

“It’s good to see you when you’re not running away,” he offers softly in an attempt to break the tension, wavering as you snap your neck to look at him. It was so terrible that you can’t help but laugh before taking pity on him, “you too.”

-Nothing can be rebuilt in an afternoon but Dagur promises that he’ll work hard for the opportunity to be your friend. His feelings for you aren’t gone, they never will be, but as long as Dagur gets to be in your orbit he’s content. The emotion that those green eyes carried, the slight tremble of his voice as he made that pledge. Alright, he could really play at your heart strings.

-That’s what makes it such a mind-fuck when he seemingly dies the next day in a suicide mission to keep Heather from following you all into a trap set by Viggo.

-There’s no group dinner at the clubhouse that night. You go to your hut and fall into bed unsure of how you’re supposed to put this day behind you, still trying to grapple with the suddenness of it all. Then you feel it, a piece of parchment tucked under the pillow. A letter from Dagur. Time wasn’t on his side when he wrote it but he thanks you for giving him a second chance and for being a good friend to Heather.

“I hope when we meet again, a long time from now in the Halls of Valhalla, you’ll be able to meet my eyes and say that I’ve made good on my promise.”

-You meet a lot sooner than expected, thankfully not in Valhalla. Hearing that he’s actually alive from Hiccup and Heather is one thing but actually seeing him again is another.

-Dagur was expecting physical retaliation over his little stunt when you rushed towards him. When you hugged him instead he melted, wrapping his arms around you, slightly lifting you off the ground with the movement while whispering apologies into your hair. Of course you slug him for it later but the moment’s sweet.

It’s time for the actual HC’s now.

-Dagur makes good on his promise, if he’s not off in the great beyond or with Heather he’s by your side. He likes chatting while helping you with things, whether it’s polishing weapons on the balcony of your hut or participating in your hobbies.

-Respects your boundaries with a deathly seriousness and threatens to take body parts from those who don’t.

-In case you can’t tell he’s still lowkey obsessed with you but it’s all on your terms now. Dagur still gives you everything he’s got, it just has to take a different form… At least for the time being.

-Dagur baby talks your dragon in an attempt to earn their trust and it goes down about as well as you’d think it would. It’s like the dynamic of a boyfriend and the cat who hates him.

-Enjoys training with you, it’s like old times but better cause you’re not playing for keeps. “More like dancing,” he thinks. He gets to into the rhythm of it which gives you the opportunity to knock him onto his back.

How he’s looking up at you from the ground right before getting back up and (lovingly) knocking you on your ass.

-He pillages the bodies of those he’s knocked out in battle for things you may like. His face lights up whenever you’re openly pleased about one of his finds. Apologizes if it still has blood or clumps of hair on it.

-Whenever you call him down for backsliding into old ways or just taking things too far he turns to look at you with the biggest kicked-puppy expression you’ve ever seen.

-He admires the relationship you have with Heather, he falls in love all over again just watching the two of you interact and knowing that you’d do anything for each other.

-There’s lots of late night talks after everyone else has gone to sleep. Sometimes you take turns talking your way through a complicated past, other nights all of that stuff feels so far behind the both of you— you stay up making plans for the future or talking about nothing by firelight.

-It’s during one of those long nights that you hold hand for the first time. They feel exactly how you’d expect them to, warm and calloused from years of battle and working on ships.

-The two of you have lots of clever inside jokes about everybody.

-Dagur’s a good Chief these days but when he’s away from you for extended periods of time on Berserker Island he gets irritable. More so than usual. You receive letters from him every few days and he periodically checks for new Terror Mail. Laughs way too hard while reading them on his throne and goes on about how clever you are in your responses. Keeps every letter you’ve ever sent him, rereads them when he can’t sleep.

-If you pay him a surprise visit he’ll be over the moon! It’s hard for him not to immediately sweep you into a hug. As soon as he’s free from council business he’s showing you around the island and asking for your opinion on how to improve things.

- The Confession: The short story is that there wasn’t really a need for one. Dagur has loved you for a long time and would know immediately when you start to fall for him. He just caught you looking when you thought he wouldn’t notice and that was all it took.

You share a long look across the distance that separated the two of you, it’s hard to say who makes the first move to close it. Dagur’s body crashes into yours, grasping at you desperately as he draws you into a kiss he’s spent years dreaming about. Only when he’s taken his breathless fill does he pull away to admire your flushed face pressed against the palm of his hand.

-“I love you” is pretty much instantaneous after that. You don’t have to say it back, Dagur makes sure you know that but he needs to say it.

-Dagur cries a little bit when you eventually say it back.

-Dagur feels so at peace when he can finally fall asleep next to you. He’s a cuddler. If you wake up in the middle of the night it’s usually to being squished in his arms and half his body on top of yours while he snores into your neck. Physical touch is one of his love languages.

-Dagur’s a Chief and courts you like one. Focuses on building a relationship with your clan and sends them gifts to earn their favor.

-While you’re getting dressed in the morning he’ll watch you from bed with a smile on his face while committing every part of you to memory.

-Dates and alone time are so important to Dagur. Sailing was a big part of his life so he’d take you out on one of his boats so no one could interrupt the two of you. He packs lunch but still fishes with you for fun.

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- Dagur is quiet and methodical your first time together, his movements, energy, everything about him carries an intensity. He’s yearned for this moment for years and wants to take his time with you. Throughout the whole thing he never breaks eye contact with you, if you close your eyes he’ll kiss their lids and tell you to open them while thrusting in and out of you. Everything is very controlled.

-This carries out over the next few times until you make Dagur relax. Has wonderful technique, he knows exactly what you need before you voice it. A five-star eater.

-Dagur’s favorite positions are Missionary, Lotus, and Mating Press. He really adores anything where he can hold you close and have his face in yours.

-Going into battle with you is foreplay.

-Aftercare is second nature for Dagur, he’s experienced but you are one of few people he’s cared enough to do it for. You could ask him for anything and he’d get it for you.

-Leans dominate but Dagur really enjoys you quite literally making him submit to you. He gets a little too into it, wants it to feel like you’re taking him. Freak. Tie him up please and be prepared to really put in some elbow grease.

-Not really all that loud. Mostly panting and groans but he knows this and puts himself close to your ear so you can hear what you’re doing to him. Speaks up to check in and praise you.

-Hide and Seek. This is exactly what it sounds like, hider is given a head start in the woods and has to work to evade capture— getting caught ends with making love in the dirt. Dagurs favorite game, he has no preference for being the hunter or the prey.

-Dagur is Big, average girth and the curtains match the drapes. He hates filth so he keeps it clean but isn’t massive on manscaping, he’s a hairy viking man.

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-Before it was love it was obsession. You were just another dragon rider whose name Dagur couldn’t care to learn until you bested him in a 1v1, you escaped leaving behind a scrap of your tunic and his now bleeding heart.

No, wait, that’s just the six-inch gash you graced him with. Dagur cherishes the resulting scar, an angry red rope that blends in with all his others. He rubs it when he’s scheming.

-The piece of tattered fabric you left behind lives inside Dagurs breastplate.

-Dagur has never been quiet about any of his passions and you are no exception, it doesn’t take long for word of his new obsession to reach his crew, you and the other dragon riders.

“Abandon these losers and become my Berserker Queen!” Dagur shouts from the bow of his warship as you and Astrid circle overhead, safely out of reach of his mens arrows.

-Once the others find out about Dagurs interest in you the jokes and teasing start up and never stop, Hiccup, very stressed with the whole ordeal, coins it as “The Situation”.

-You definitely use it to your advantage, whether it be creating a distraction for the group or using yourself as bait to lure Dagur in. The ensuing encounters are always freaked out, big Masochism tango vibes.

-That’s not to say he’s just taking what you give him. Part of the reason he loves you so much is for your skills, both in battle and strategy, and he loves testing them against his own so he’s always coming at you with everything he has— as is the Berserker way.

-Dagur laughs with his full chest whenever he bests you, if he manages to pin you against him with your back pressed flush against his chest he’ll take that opportunity to smell your hair before resting his cheek against yours while he tells you about all the ways he’d make you so happy.

-He is so desperate to kiss you but he won’t, Dagur derives absolutely zero pleasure in forcing you to do something against your will. He wants you to want him back.

-That being said, if you were ever captured Dagur would take immense joy in being able to keep you where he can see you. He’d sit by your cage for hours and talk your ear off, if you take a swipe at him through the bars he’ll giggle manically and compliment your aim.

-When Heather is in her double-agent era Dagur talks at her about you a lot, picks her brain for any stories she may have about you. He wants to know about your life and your interests, what you hate. Is upset that he had to learn these things from someone else.

“Do you know her parents? What are their names, and which one did she take her eyes from? I want to personally thank them for those when we lay siege to Berk.”

-Heather is so embarrassed by how he acts over you and feels guilty for turning any piece of you over to her brother while she’s working with him, you’re her friend after all. When she gets back she apologizes and promises to make it up to you. If she even catches an inkling you’re even slightly into Dagur during this time she’ll be so confused and convinced that you’ve lost it.

-During Dagur’s redemption arc, when he’s alone on that island he takes pretty drastic self-inventory and feels horrible about what he’s done to you. Mainly the kidnapping, relentless pursuit of your friends, dragons, and sacking of both the islands you call home. Terrorizing a whole archipelago was also bad.

-Dagur does a lot of talking to a portrait of you he drew on the wall of his cave which is only beaten by the amount of time he spends yelling at his own reflection.

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