exblondecharm

hi everyone!! i'm blondie/pearl, she/they, i'm 22 and welcome to my blog!

story-specific rules:

sfw and nsfw requests are open (no minors/be warned)

no proshipers, pedophilia, age-play etc. (if a character is an "aged-up" version, i'd prefer there to be a canon version of them at that age, also for nsfw i'd prefer they be at least 20 rather than 18)

no rape/nonconsenting

no requests about real people/actors. must be characters ONLY

i will not write for certain activities, and therefore reserve the right to not answer any request for any basis. if you have questions about why i won't write something, you can try to contact me (no promise i will explain it to you)

i write mostly fem reader, but can do gn, especially in sfw

i will only write about topics which i am comfortable with! ex: if you ask me to write about a reader with specific medical conditions, and i do not have those conditions, i do not want to do a disservice of anything, so i prefer to just stay clear of it so as not to offend. same goes for like hobbies i've never done. if i don't know enough about it, i won't write for it!

request rules:

absolutely no AI (pro-AI requests, AI derived prompts, submitting my work to AI, etc)

no spam requests (i.e. if i've seen copy-paste your same request across multiple creators, or you've sent it to me multiple times, it will not be written)

i need more than just a character name for a request, but if you give so many details/plot points, it can feel constricting and comes across as you've already written it in your head, so please be specific but don't write a novella in the inbox

feel free to reach out to the inbox for other reasons too! i'm here to chat and be silly and have community with you

i’ve been tagged in a couple and it’s scary that it’s happening even here on tumblr. don’t let anyone take advantage of your empathy, just make sure it’s going to a trusted source! i’ll link some great places to donate, including ones i’ve donated to, down below (i.e. if you don’t see me respond to a gaza-fundraiser i’ve been tagged in, don’t assume it’s bc i am not helping). and ik it can be frustrating donating to the idea of a nonprofit, but especially if you are financially insecure, or donating what you can, it is definitely worth it to go to a trusted source. (also i’m not saying all gofundmes are bad, just to make sure you vet. if someone is randomly tagging you, be suspicious. if someone is a genuine situation you stumble upon, use your critical thinking).

it breaks my heart that people are using a tragedy and war for monetary gain. i fully hope the people scamming like this will receive their comeuppance.

palestinian children relief fund

unicef- gaza malnutrition

wfpusa- send food to gaza

gaza freedom flotilla coalition

a/n: this idea came to me in a dream and was written in like five minutes at 6 am

it was still dark when you felt him get up from the bed, his shadow leaving the spot next to you cold. he knew you'd wake up- you always did. he used to tease that your unconscious self had a sixth sense for knowing when he left you.

you could hear him shuffling around the room, trying to keep his steps as quiet as they could be with his heavy boot and metal leg. when hiccup made his way to your side of the bed, he gingerly pressed a kiss to your temple, not trying to stir you, but also not wanting to leave without a word. he wished you would stay in bed, but he knew you wouldn't. you didn't even need to know how late it was- if he was going, you'd see him off.

you cracked your eyes when you heard him changing his clothes, watching the faint outline of his back and shoulders in the dark as he pulled his shirt over his head.

that would be your cue to get up, and start to perform the ritual you both knew so well. you’d drag around the room, still rubbing the sleep from your eyes, to pick up the pieces of his armor from where they lay, stacked neatly and compactly. his armor was always just so, stored perfectly, crafted perfectly, fitted perfectly.

it was always methodical with hiccup. everything was.

you knew his checklist, the order he liked to put his armor on, the thoughts that would run through his mind before he left.

you’d get to work tightening the buckles on his breast plate and pauldrons- all the little tight and hard to reach spots he couldn’t get to. when you faced his back, making sure everything was not only comfortable but in good condition, you smoothed a hand over the small of his back, rubbing gentle circles.

moving to the next part of the routine, you'd sit back down on the bed behind him, and hiccup would turn to kneel at your feet. he slid on his vambraces, intently focused on securing the straps, while you intently focused on his face.

your hands reached out to run through his hair, sliding down to the ends of the strands where your fingers began to weave braids and knots absentmindedly. you could see his tired face start to flush and the small smile he let grace his features.

"you're not making this any easier," he smirked, but there was an undertone of pleading.

you brought your hand to his face, cupping his jaw. hiccup leaned his cheek into your touch, closing his eyes.

"i guess that means you'll just have to come back to me," you'd coo.

you that there for a few minutes like that, his thumbs rubbing over your thighs, as you just stared at each other. he'd eventually brake from your hold, place a chaste kiss on each of your kneecaps, and move to stand up.

he'd pull you in for one last kiss- a "real one", as he'd say- that would be followed by two more last kisses down the stairs... and three more at the door. eventually though, he'd pull away, because when duty called hiccup haddock had no choice but to answer. you watched his outline get smaller as he disappeared into the dark, towards the stables.

your knight in leather armor, your brave protector. he was not a warrior, as much as he looked it, but a defender.

hey everyone!!! hope you're liking the last couple of posts. i'm still very much in my hiccup phase, so keep the requests going (i have a bunch in my inbox from the last few weeks, so more is coming...)

i also just wanted to let you all know, i'm opening things up for other characters/fandoms as well. it's been ages since i wrote for my sexy thicc man dick grayson, so he's on the list, but i'm into my first seasonal rewatch of game of thrones, so i'll be taking requests from the asoiaf world as well. no specific characters i have in mind for that yet- i'll see what requests are and if it strikes my fancy, i'll get to work on it. i think i'll eventually open back up for star wars (the first fandom i ever wrote anything for omgg... its been too long) BUT that will wait until i gage an interest with the three fandoms we've got going now. i've started to add this all into my masterlist too, so you can always check out that and my rules page for more information.

also i'll write for some of the other characters besides hiccup (and maybe other than dick grayson)! don't be afraid to ask, worst case is i just don't write it lol. they're just named bc they're big ones for me but seriously no shame in asking for anyone- there's no guarantee i'll write it but like why not ask lol! if you are curious, you can always shoot a message to the inbox asking if i write for someone <3

so recap/tldr: keep requests coming for httyd, and send in any thoughts for nightwing and for got/hotd/asoiaf... okay housekeeping over haha

hiccup haddock x reader nsfw oneshot (gn!reader)

a/n: OHHH yes to this one🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ anon thank you for this request it was so yummy to write. sorry it took so long! hope you all want another dirty hiccup oneshot lollll

MDNI

You had found him hours after his meeting with the council was supposed to end, sat at his workbench, with his head in his hands resting on his desk.

“Long day?”

He lifted his head up to see you, showing off his dreary expression.

“You wouldn’t believe the half of it.”

He turned around on the stool he sat on, spreading his thighs. He gestured for you to come over and sit on one of them, where he could hold you and regale you with stories about his day.

Instead, you climbed between his legs, kneeling between them.

“Hey, uh what’re you doing there?”

You were focused on your hands, running up and down his thighs, at an even tempo. Each time they traveled up, you brought them oh-so-closer to where you knew his cock was underneath his clothes.

“You really don’t have to-”

“Please. Let me help you?” You finally looked into his eyes, giving him a doe-eyed stare that you knew he would never refuse. You could see his dick start to get hard through his pants.

You always kept one hand on his thigh, tracing patterns or giving him a squeeze, while your other hand worked to free his cock from his trousers. He brought one hand up to cup the side of your face, and his breath hitched when you placed a small kiss on his tip.

Once you wrapped your lips around him, he was gone. Like putty to the pleasure you gave him, his previous reservations melting away. His hand found its way to your hair, lightly scratching the back of your head as he tangled his fingers around your locks.

You began to work your magic, testing the limits of how much you could tease and taste him before he started to get needy. He'd make slow movements to push you down more, telling you want he wanted- needed- with his hands and eyes.

When you finally made your way down to the base, he tilted his head back with a groan. Looking up at him like that- you swore he was the most handsome man you'd ever laid eyes on. All you wanted to do was keep him looking that blissed forever. You sat there not moving, except for the twitches your body made involuntarily, while your eyes filled with tears. Your mouth and throat were so full of him there was nothing else you could do, but focus on keeping him all in your mouth, as drool continued to seep out the corner of your lips. His other hand, not occupied with holding you down by your hair, went to your face, his thumb catching the spit as it leaked.

You made to moan, but it turned into a gag when he flexed farther into you, seeking what he needed to release.

"That's my girl, gods you're so good to me." You coughing around him always seemed to turn him on, making him feel so naughty and in control. It was all about trust with him- he knew you let him push you down like this because you trusted him, and he gave himself completely to you in return.

You moved back, letting him revel in the sight of his spit covered cock- from base to tip- before going back in and bobbing your head, eagerly chasing his orgasm. You continued to massage him with your hands, maybe even sneaking in some sucking on his balls- something that really pushed him to the edge.

When he began to moan and whine that he was close, you pulled him all the way in again, to make sure you swallowed every hot drop down your throat.

His thumb ran over your lips and chin again, cleaning up any mess to your pretty face. He was sweating, flushed, and spent. Hiccup made to try and fix your hair, smoothing out the flyaways from his grabbing and yanking, but there was no hiding the look of what happened. Not that he fully wanted to anyway- he thought you were beautiful like this.

"What do you say we take this back to the hut, yeah? I think I'm done with work for the day..." he chuckled, heat not leaving his cheeks.

You let out a content noise, as his fingers continued to flutter around your face, gentle and exploring, ever kind and curious.

a/n: ahhh yes you're right he's such a sweetie!!! here's what i got (i've tried to think of some that i haven't seen other people use before, but there's prob a bunch of similarities to other hcs) ALSO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!!! it ended up actually being super long lol but hope you enjoy <3:

swf:

always holding your hand. or your hip. or your shoulder. literally anything. i feel like hair pulling is more of a sex thing for him (you would constantly be touching his hair, leaving little braids in his etc, bc let's be real he has zero clue how to braid hair i feel). but he would just always have to have a hand on you at all times. i think he just likes grounding himself to you, he's naturally touchy, and it probably stems from like an "i can't believe you're real" mentality

i think he would speak for you on things, not in a "talking over you" type of way but an "i know her so well she's not going to eat that but ik she's too polite to refuse" type of way. very suave almost in the way he knows you so well to be able to instruct others on it

i think he could be a little show-boaty at times (thinking about ab that episode when astrid calls him a bad winner lol) but it's not in like a selfish way, it's very much so in ways that he knows will impress you or get you googley eyed

SIMP CENTRAL OVER HERE! i don't think i have to explain this haha but he is sooo devoted to you

he can be a little brooding and moody at times, but i don't think it would really spill over into your relationship too much. like even when he's in one of those moods, i think he would always try to open up to you or at least not try to chase you away

i can see him being a littleeee jealous, not b/c he doesn't trust you, but he's so happy to have something thats just his exclusively and he doesn't want to lose that. he's also incredibly traumatized by like everything that has ever happened to him lol so i think it would stem from all those fears too of losing you or someone trying to hurt you

he would probably tinker around and invent you things you asked for + BUILT IN HANDYMAN! anytime something breaks boom he's there to fix it free of charge! (it might just cost you some kisses + dry humping, but i think that's a tradeoff you'd take) but outside of bigger things he'd make for you like equipment, he'd be so down to make you bits of jewelry and things like that

nsfw: (MDNI)

like i mentioned earlier i think hair pulling is more of a sexy time thing for him, and i could see him using it a decent amount in the bedroom. pulling you where he wants you positioned, getting you to arch your back into him, even just like holding it back when you give him a blowjob, it's part of his touchy-nature

i think he'd be into overstimming you big time. like once he gets started he just can't stop himself and he never wants it to end, just wants to keep pushing you to your limits yktv

he's def an eater and is obsessed with you feeling good, but he's also never going to say no to you wanting to get him off in various ways. like i think he'd go wild when you take control b/c even though i see him as more naturally dom/controlling, he would love letting you think you're in charge and seeing what you do for him (even going back to the hair thing, it's probably why he loves you putting braids in his hair like he loves to be showered with attention, same as anyone else! so make sure you give him some!)