#brainfarts

"When that belt comes off and that muffin top stays? What else is there to say than good job. You are definitely well fed having a constant reminder of where your belly will go once you wear a belt."

"Ooookay. Thanks, I guess?" Jungko0k eyes Taehyung with a lift eyebrow. "I guess I got fatter then? Do I have a muffin top?"

"Oh Kook, you have more than just a muffin top. I will work on an apron belly next." Taehyung replies smugly, rubbing the youngers belly which wobbles slightly at the contact.

"What is an apron belly?"

"Oh, you will find out soon enough, kooks. Don't worry your little head about it. It'll come naturally to you, trust me. Now, why don't you be a good boy for Hyung and finish those Takis, mhm?"

So, basically, I wasn't satisfied with the ending of httyd 3. I didn't like the dragons leaving, and I didn't like the plot very much as well. So, I decided to make a plot including the next generation (i.e. the riders' children). But here's where I meet my waterloo:

Names.

URRGH, I just have the WORST time selecting names for the children excluding Zephyr and Nuffink PLUS their dragons! Especially when you go on the internet and see all these awesome httyd ocs with their equally sensible names, and no matter how much you want to steal them but then you remember copyright is a thing. So, that's why, I need help. With names.

Please send me some sensible names, p l e a s e. I will be eternally grateful if y'all do. For both the children AND their potential dragons.

List:

Zephyr - Stormcutter Nuffink - Deadly Nadder Tufflout fanchild - Typhoomerang Rufflegs fanchild - Zippleback Dagurxmala child #1 (currently named Arne) - Thunderdrum Dagurxmala child #2 (currently named Eira) - Triple Strike

*This is a concept I'm still working on, so stuff might change later on.

"Colostomy bag? Must be a party animal"

AND NOBODY CAN STOP ME

Ahem

I don’t find Phillip pathetic. Bro was faced with odds he couldn’t overcome and tried his best to be brave but due to being constantly shielded by the people around him (Oscar who essentially tells him he’s a little bitch goes so far as to plant a teleporter on him se he won’t die).

I don’t think he’s a coward. But he thinks so. I think he does his best to be brave but since he never had to be brave he doesn’t know how to do so well. And yet he manifests an ego and is ready to die to avenge those who gave their lives for him or who he couldn’t save. But he’s pulled out by Oscar in what I like to call “Oscar’s misplaced good deed” Oscar intended to let Phillip live by letting him escape the library but inadvertently signed his death warrant by throwing him out in an emotionally damaged state having failed to protect the people he cared about and having failed to give it his all due to being saved at the last minute from beyond the grave.

And then in swoops Oswald and Phillip turns into the crying children. Argalia happens and Phillip returns with the rest of the ensemble as the first ones and get killed then and there once and for all by the library.

Dawn office and wedge office will be unbooked but Phillip will not be able to reunite with them. His attempts at bravery which he never knew before because he never had to thwarted by others good intentions getting him branded a coward in this community

Phillip is the character I hate loving the most

But his writing can’t not be one of my favorites in the franchise

I just turned 29, so I've been in love with you for almost half of my life now, and you will probably never know.

I've dated and talked to several people in between, and yet there has always been a part of me that's held by you without you even knowing about it. I was in a relationship with someone for 6 years, and yet whenever I see an update in any of your social media accounts, my heart will always beat with such strong ferocity that I never felt for my partner at the time. Every update brings me back to my senior year in college, where, by some miracle of cosmic proportions, I got to spend more time with you after admiring you from afar.

I look back at those times when I used to wait for you so we could go home together, even if it's already late at night. That moment you suddenly blurted out, "but I already miss you" when I said I won't be able to accompany you home due to a class project. That moment when you slowly slipped your fingers in mine while we're walking, not minding the comments of our friends about the awkwardness of the whole thing. That moment when you actually spoonfed me, without anyone asking, because I was too busy to eat due to script revisions. That moment when I felt your arm sling around my shoulder to give me some comfort when we're literally seconds away from almost failing our Film class. That moment when I woke up completely hung over from partying the night before, and saw you lying beside me on the floor. That moment when I got so drunk out of my mind, and I felt your hands holding onto my face when I finally came to my senses. That moment when I bravely put my arm around your waist during a sleepover after graduation, and you didn't flinch or pull back. That moment when I recorded a video singing along to Michelle Branch's "Everywhere," and how you were in the frame with me, trying to distract me while laughing beautifully at my whole stupidity.

I remember every single moment I had with you with such uncompromising clarity, and I always look back at them whenever I find myself missing you, which is probably almost every single day since we graduated from college. That's almost ten years ago now. It's stupid, I know, but I guess it's because those were the only moments I could ever have that are closest to experiencing the kind of love and affection you are capable to give.

I've written so many things about you in the past as an outlet for my emotions, so I don't know why this post is any different from them all. You will never be able to read it anyway. You will never know how much I still love you, even after all these years. My heart has been bruised so badly from years of giving them to the wrong people, but it kept on beating and loving and believing over and over again, all because of you.