#fictionalnormalcy

I’ve been on Tumblr for years, but never made a masterpost. 

Welcome to my blog! Here’s some stuff you can check out aside from my innanical reblogs. 

My AO3; handle also fictional_normalcy

Fandom Analysis Traitor/Trader Johann DreamWorks Crosses Worlds Archie the Familiar Drago to Viggo  The Dragon Eye Empathy vs. Sympathy Triple Cross RTTE Greenlight Hiccup and Toothless HTTYD in Tales of Arcadia Anton Yelchin and Jim Lake Jr. 

Some Longfics The Boy with a Strange Name Face Amidst the Smoke Taking Unusual Form Turned Dragon Rider

My Fav Fics One Dies Tonight What’s on the Inside Hidden Away

Prompt Participation Monster I Created Sacrifice Your Enemy Change of Flame

Request Works Up a Tree Putting the Foot Down Bird on a Cat

I am also more than happy to take requests if you’ve got any! May need negotiation. 

What made you ship it?

They’re so tender with each other sometimes. The hand touch in season 6 of RTTE really did it for me though. 

What are your favorite things about the ship?

Their banter and silliness, Ruff’s genuine interest in Hiccup, Hiccup’s care for her.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Heather hummed in pleasure as Astrid massaged her naked back. They’d both been training together, and had promised each other massages to soothe tense and sore muscles. 

Being naked around each other was nothing new. They’d been sleeping together for about two months now, and were comfortable around each other, clothes or no clothes. It had taken Heather a while to reach this level of comfort with Astrid. She loved her, had loved her for a long time, but taking off her armor and her clothing and showing Astrid who she really was had been hard. She wore armor physically and emotionally, and now she was allowing herself to be vulnerable with someone. It scared her sometimes, but not right now, not with Astrid just rubbing her thumbs into the backs of her shoulders. 

“Thank you, Astrid,” Heather breathed out. 

She could almost hear Astrid smile; she just knew her that well. “Of course.”

After a while, Astrid was running a single finger over Heather’s back, stroking in circles, then going right down her spine. Heather shivered, let out a small moan. This was different from a massage, really. This was something sensual. 

“Astrid, I haven’t even massaged you yet.” Heather sat up, the towel they’d placed over her falling around her hips. Astrid was still clothed, and she sat on the bed beside Heather, cupped her cheek with one hand. 

9. What are you struggling with the most in finishing your current wips?

Writing them because I want to write them, not because they feel like an obligation. I’m taking a very long break from Ball, Chain, and Dagur, because it’s just been feeling like an obligation instead of fun. I have to balance it out, because this is a hobby, not a job.

17. What do you do to motivate yourself to write?

Usually all I have to do is open my laptop. I also have a list on my phone of things I want to write, and a writing ideas tag here on tumblr. Having those ideas ready really helps.

23. What’s something that you think all writers should know?

I think so, yes! I definitely think Alfred Molina’s acting choices as Viggo helped cultivate the more intimate relationship between Hiccup and Viggo. I mean, he did do the whole “I’m going to lower my voice to seduce you” ploy when he was alone with him.