figured I would share one of my little concept Dreammare ideas I had once upon a time ages ago. Cause idk if I’d ever make it a one shot or fanfic or whatever
basically, I take the concept of their mother being a tree and apply that loosely to them. So, in some semblance of truth, they are part tree spirit. Then, let’s say, Dream stumbles upon a world that has a big focus on Greek mythology, idk, just pick one. And there, he finds a group that adores one of the gods, Dionysus. A group of nymphs and nature spirits that call themselves the Maenads.
now, they welcome him in for a party or two, and he enjoys it. The sheer amount of positivity they exude is enough to fill him up for a week. He loves it there. And they love him, because they can sense that faint free spirit within his soul, and the dryads are begging him to stay(the other nymphs too, but especially the dryads).
but he declines, he has a job. Yet he comes back. Again. And again. Indulging in the positivity, in the knowledge that he is encouraged to want things when with them. Wine, food, sex, all of it. Never once is he shunned. Never once is he turned away.
Then they ask him to join. To become one of them, embrace his heritage. He declines only twice.
Nightmare starts to notice the absence of his brother’s influence. His work is causing the balance to teeter far more than before. Something is wrong. Dream is missing.
he finds him in the middle of a party in the woods. Doused in wine, kissed stupid by two dryads. He’s angry. He was the one supposed to corrupt Dream, to make the guardian become as selfish as him. Yet Dream begs him to stay. To join. To become one of them.
Never really got further than that, kinda just liked the idea of Dream being assimilated into a cult and Nightmare being jealous because what does some random god and a group of sex-crazed nature spirits have that he doesn’t?
Also, Dream getting a new name because the maenads want to distance him from his old self as much as possible. I always renamed him Akane here, it’s a kind of yellow apple haha
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sobbing because I can’t find a toothcup fic I found once on ao3 and it was really good but I only have it open on my broken phone and I can’t find itttt
it’s one set post httyd 1, after the red death fight, where toothless and hiccup find themselves in a hidden night fury pack, it was SO GOOD AND I WANNA READ IT BUT I CANT FIND IT UGHHH
making Star Sanses art, but like how i imagine them following my Outer Limits AU. So with eldritch Dream and Nova. Just little things to see how i wanna draw each character if i ever do again and to show kinda how they all felt at the beginning of it all :)
Nvm I lied, I forgot drawing skeletons sucks for me, but I do have a good base for Nova.
instead, I offer a hastily drawn and colored idea for their souls. I didn’t feel like labeling them and still don’t, but they mostly obvious anyway, so have fun guessing who’s is who :)
and yes, every color and mark is chosen for a reason
making Star Sanses art, but like how i imagine them following my Outer Limits AU. So with eldritch Dream and Nova. Just little things to see how i wanna draw each character if i ever do again and to show kinda how they all felt at the beginning of it all :)
So, adding onto my haha funny post of Hiccup hiding a Night Fury bite that totally wasn’t Toothless, what if it was reversed? And Toothless flaunting the tiny human bites from his partner to all the other dragons. Especially Hookfang, now that’s a dragon who would get jealous of everything.
yes this may just be me being excited about the chew necklace im getting for my birfday and projecting my chewing habit onto everyone, sue me
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haha, made a little blurb instead of sleeping, i gotta be up for work in about 5 hours and i do not want to do that at all
putting it under read more in case people dont wanna read decently implied smut with dragons and kinda awkward 1 am handwriting
The night was not young. Maybe it had been once upon a time, when they first went flying. But they had been out all for hours by now, and the moon had begun to set. Hence why Hiccup and Toothless were flying back to the Edge.
“Another successful night, huh bud?” the viking asked, a weary yet pleased smile on his face. He should really start planning these nights on closer islands. Flying back home was not pleasant when everything ached, pleasurable or not.
Still, it was worth it. It had been ages since the two of them last had a guaranteed safe moment alone. They both had desperately needed it. Maybe Hiccup more than Toothless…as much as he loved his friends, people were just…difficult, sometimes.
“Ah, jeez, bud, easy on the landing!” Then again, most people weren’t getting destroyed by a dragon every month.
There were benefits though. Hiccup never went unsatisfied. Nor did Toothless, he was sure. And they never took all that long anyway, and the aching went away after a soak in the thermal pools in the mountains…a whole lot more pros than cons.
“Come on, bud,” Hiccup mumbled as Night Fury and rider started to walk to the stables. Nights like these, Hiccup liked to make sure the other dragons were alright. Call it a habit, after Mildew’s bullshit on Berk.
A low croon broke his thoughts. He glanced over at his dragon, but Toothless had eyes elsewhere. Hiccup followed his gaze, half tempted to reach for his sword, but the lack of worry from Toothless didn’t really ring any alarms. What did, however, was the bulky Gronkle and equally large rider that had frozen right in front of them. The two riders stared at each other for a long while, while their dragons got together and started talking in low growls.
Eventually, Hiccup cleared his throat, looking away from Fishlegs and fixing his eyes squarely on the stables, just nearby. “Uh…out for a walk, Fishlegs?”
The blond viking nodded quickly, trying to adjust his night tunic with the subtlety of a Quaken. “Y-Yup! Just…admiring the sky! Me and Meatlug. Absolutely just that.”
Hiccup nodded absently, barely noticing as he too adjusted his tunic. It was looser than his normal outfits, not to mention short-sleeved. He knew precisely how many teeth marks were visible in the dim lantern light. He could see a similar mark where Fishlegs’ tunic rode up, not quite big enough to cover his full form. Or the Gronkle marks.
The two riders remained silent for the rest of the walk to the stables. It was brighter there. The moon shone fully onto the ledge. Their dragons had followed, conversation finished as they went back to their riders. Toothless was quick to start nuzzling Hiccup, almost as if they were alone again. A quick glance upwards showed Meatlug doing what had to be the same with Fishlegs, though the two were always openly affectionate so Hiccup couldn’t fully tell. It didn’t matter though. He already knew. Fishlegs already knew. Clearly the dragons had just talked about it.
Hiccup sighed, running his hand through his hair. At least it was Fishlegs. He couldn’t imagine something like this with any of the others.
“So, uh…we gonna talk about it, or just…accept it and move on?”
Fishlegs looked at him, face vaguely pink in the moonlight. He must’ve been even worse off than Hiccup. Made sense, in a vague way. If Hiccup was right about his theories with all dragons of the Boulder Class—
“M-Move on with things sounds great to me,” came the response, interrupting his thoughts once more.
The one-legged viking nodded once more. The four of them stayed outside still, until Fishlegs couldn't handle it anymore and blurted “We should discuss it later though! F-For information, a-and research, and, uh…” He trailed off, avoiding Hiccup’s eyes.
Toothless perked up a little, as did Meatlug, and the two wandered together towards the stable doors, leaving their riders once again without social shields. Hiccup could only shuffle his feet, tapping his metal leg out of habit.
“Sure, yeah, sounds great…not tonight though. We, uh, should get some sleep.”
Fishlegs nodded quickly, looking away as he mumbled vague agreements. A few more minutes of silence go by, before they both make their way to the stable doors. Stopped just before they get there by the doors opening and a certain loud voice whispering.
“Hookfang, I swear to the gods, if you bite me one more—” Snotlout snapped his mouth shut, staring down the other two riders with an impressively blank expression considering who it was. Or maybe there were micro emotions there, Hiccup couldn't tell. He was a little focused on—
“Oh my Thor, Snotlout!” Fishlegs exclaimed, hurrying to the other rider in an instant. “You’re bleeding a lot, oh Thor, this isn’t good, come on, I’ll get you some bandages and we’ll clean these up and— wait, are those—”
Snotlout yanked himself away, usual bravado back, if a bit more flustered than Hiccup was used to seeing on the shorter viking. Made sense, though, it wasn’t everyday Snotlout was without a shirt, bleeding from shallow claw and bite marks. If Hiccup didn’t know better, he’d say the poor guy just lost a fight with his dragon.
“I’m fine, Fishface. More importantly, how come both of you are up this late? It’s like midnight or something.” Oh there it was. Honestly, Snotlout was surprisingly the most motherhen of all the riders. Which Hiccup appreciated sometimes, even if it did kinda annoy him on the rare occasions both Astrid and his cousin decided to start nagging him to eat.
The three riders stared at each other, before finally something new happened. Hookfang stepped out of the stables, rumbling lowly in greeting to the other two dragons and just settling down behind Snotlout. Who proceeded to blush even more than Fishlegs, even if he never let his expression change.
“...whatever. Nobody says anything to anyone. I’m going to bed. You two should too. And, uh…” Finally, the shortest of the trio looked away, unable to keep up his act. “You two should start getting them to bite you closer to your middle. It’ll look weird if the others see a bite on one of you two.”
Before Fishlegs could sputter a reply, before Hiccup could try and protest what was clearly the truth, Snotlout hopped onto Hookfang and the pair took off towards their hut. Leaving the original four by the stables. The riders glanced at each other, looked away again, got on their dragons and rode off too.
And maybe Hiccup and Fishlegs convinced Snotlout a month later to tell them what it was like. After the shame and embarrassment wore off and they could all talk without pausing for water every five minutes.
getting back into httyd for the millionth time, haha, reminded of the many ships I absolutely enjoy but most of all Toothcup
‘cause like?? They’re soulmates??? Clearly????
they don’t even have to be romantic, platonic soulmates is good enough, but cmon, everyone is absolutely convinced that Hiccup has fucked his dragon. Or the other way around, more like.
plus it just makes things more fun.
Stoick: you and your dragon have been flying alone a lot lately, son
Hiccup, actively hiding the giant night fury bite on his body: just been, uh, scouting
actually wait, i forgor, arent Fishlegs and Meatlug somehow even more likely to be in a dragon/rider romantic relationship??? Like, I swear, those two act like genuine sweethearts. Everyone focuses on how close Toothless and Hiccup are, meanwhile Fishlegs over here acting like a joyous husband with his chunky rock dragon wife. Subtext toothcup vs very clearly together fishmeat
getting back into httyd for the millionth time, haha, reminded of the many ships I absolutely enjoy but most of all Toothcup
‘cause like?? They’re soulmates??? Clearly????
they don’t even have to be romantic, platonic soulmates is good enough, but cmon, everyone is absolutely convinced that Hiccup has fucked his dragon. Or the other way around, more like.
plus it just makes things more fun.
Stoick: you and your dragon have been flying alone a lot lately, son
Hiccup, actively hiding the giant night fury bite on his body: just been, uh, scouting
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Absolutely projecting, but i like Dream to be a biter. He nom noms everything. The table has bite marks, his bones have bite marks, he has little chew toys so he doesn't accidentally destroy his bones(not again, anyway). Everything in the Stars' house has a bite. He bit Blue's soul once, felt incredibly guilty afterwards, but that has not stopped him at all(Blue absoluetely enjoyed it, and Ink is super jealous). He wishes he could do the same to Nightmare, fully willing to risk the consequences, but apples send him into a panic so he has to actively imagine a different soul shape for his brother. That said, the extra limbs said brother has are all very nom-able
I’ve noticed that, if I’m moving, I don’t get the hungry feeling as much. So my first thought was maybe that’s why humans are such good pursuit predators.
My second thought was that I should probably get some add meds at some point, I gotta remember to eat more frequently than I do
So, so so so, imagine the normal Star Sanses? Then make them about ten times more fucked im the head
Dream, centuries im stone having skewed his understanding of mortal limits, not knowing how much positivity he brings at once. Not understand im why some people physically tear themselves apart around him. Not knowing but instinctively enjoying the idea of bringing such joy to people. Ecstatic at how his best friends dont suffer the same way, still love him as he is, issues and all.
Blue, hes lost his friends and family so many times. Hes tired of it. Takes a page out of Error’s book, starts watching. Always watching. Making sure nothing takes the ones he cares about. Not death, not false promises from people who don’t know. Always watching, always keeping them as close as possible.
Ink, no clue what’s right and wrong, encouraging the other two to expand their interesting character quirks. More than happy to hear the brunt of their frustrations. So, so overjoyed at being constantly wanted, never forgotten. Slowly being coaxed away from the creators and closer towards the other two.
and, as a final little bonus, they cover for each other. Suspicious golden-red blood on recent bodies? Must be some strange disease going around, certainly not Dream. Cameras in clothes? Oh, they must’ve been bugged by suspicious citizens, Blue would never do such a thing. Little notes of where to go next, interesting plans? Can’t be Ink, he only ever writes on his scarf, obviously.
just kinda deranged but still technically good Star Sanses
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