I Don't Know If I've Said This Before, But I Just Love How Feral Camicazi Is. She's Just Wild, And She

"Just use a reference!"

The result of a reference:

"How do I look??"

"I don't know I can't see 😭"

I have a request for when you wake up if that's okay!! What about Hiccup wearing glasses and being a little embarrassed and sheepish about it?? 🥹 (not a modern au unless u want to ofc, but if u want we can just pretend glasses existed then LOL)

And maybe Astrid trying on his glasses?? 🥹

THE ULTIMATE SILLIES

TYSM FOR THIS I LOVE THIS IDEAAA

modern things in the httyd universe is such a funny thing im keepin it goin

I think the reason people are using dreamworks to hate on Disney is because Dreamworks relies on more of a fantasy element where there's magic and fairies and it's all set in the past or in a magic land where everything's interesting whereas Disney relies on pixar and Marvel to make shitty movies that all have the same character tropes and the same morals that are all set in the modern world or the future

Dreamworks can acknowledge that people don't really like the present because of the whole screen addiction thing so they stick to a timeline and a theme where screens are rarely and sometimes never necessary while Disney likes to focus on being inclusive so they modernise all their stories.

Also Dreamworks is more open to experimental work and the animators have more creative freedom to draw things in different styles or give the characters different features and personalities and details and little mannerisms and habits (Take Hiccup for example: handicapped, left handed, talks with his hands alot, adventurous, smart but stupid about it, very peaceful) while all Disney's characters are hollow and a sort if copy and paste theme.

Dreamworks takes more risks to put out movies with plots and characters that no ones ever seen before while Disney just takes stories they've already done, changes up the characters a little bit and them adds a message about generational trauma.

This leads to my rant about how much I hate httyd 3.

The soundtrack was too melodramatic. And the visuals were all bright and colourful to get the attention of 2 year olds. The light fury design was pathetic. The only reason the light fury exists is to be Toothless's girlfriend. Then they went against everything they'd worked for within the first 2 movies. In the first 2 it was all about how Hiccup and Toothless are bestfriends and stick together no matter what. That was even the moral in the 2 shows, first Christmas special and one of the short spin off films. But the third movie went against all of that and made them separate. It ruined the trilogy! The second movie however. The soundtrack fit perfectly for each scene and the colour scheme was perfect. In the scenes where Hiccup discovered his mother and the bewilderbeast nest the colours are appropriate and bright while not bombarding the screen with flashing lights and colours while the scenes featuring Drago had a more dark and sinister colour scheme, as well as the music becoming more heavy and ominous. Where as in the hidden world the colour scheme always had bright colours which made it feel less dark and scary. They modernised the Viking age so that it would be more appealing to younger generations. But the thing about the how to train your dragon fan base is that it mostly consists of people aged 12-27.

Anyone else ever think about their special interest and just start violently stimming or is that just me because I swear if someone asks me about the httyd books and then gets weirded out when I start flapping my hands and kicking my feet then I swear to God I'm gonna lose it

Happy Birthday Hiccup Horrendous Hadock the Third!

I've never really had a chance to celebrate this little guy's birthday, so I went ALL out! (Are you kidding me? 10 year anniversary year of How to Train Your Dragon 2, year of the dragon, AND a leap year?? There was no way I was missing it.)

So, as a little gift I made two things for him! :D

How to Throw a Birthday Party - A short oneshot set after the ending of the final book in the series. (Under the cut or in the link right there. 2,088 words.)

PISTA TOMA - Httyd books meme - I've been wanting to make one of these memes for a while, and I have had no luck in figuring out characters to make it with, so if the above fluff fic didn't suite you, enjoy a little bit of vague angst. ...in animation meme form. (Youtube video below, but if you want to see the scratch version, possibly to remix, the link to that will be in the description.)

Notes: If there are any canon inconsistencies, it’s because I haven’t read one of these books in a little under a year lol.

I did try to write it like it was really a How To Train Your Dragon book though. :3 It’s really fun to try to do haha.

Hiccup yawned and stretched in his bed, feeling the Woodensfang and Toothless' warm wings flicker against his side as the little green dragon grumbled something half asleep about the mean master waking him up. Light gently glowed from the doorway into the main room in the hut, and for a moment Hiccup felt quite like going right back to sleep.

He rolled back into his pillow, planting his face right down in the soft fabric and feathers and hissing out another yawn in a failed effort to suppress it. At his side Toothless also hissed, and as Hiccup did his best to get back to sleep (in his tiredness, he was entirely unaware of how much his movements were disturbing Toothless), the little dragon’s bright green eyes snapped open to stare angrily at the back of Hiccup's head.

“ Mean Hiccup! ” Toothless all but yelled, causing Hiccup to jump up in alarm as if he had been shot, “ T-t-Toothless was JUST getting to bed! ”

Hiccup nearly fell backwards out of the bed as Toothless headbutted him in the shoulder, his little gossamer wings flickering in the dark morning air as wisps of smoke rose from his toothless mouth. 

Holding his shoulder, Hiccup regained his balance and began to apologize to Toothless. It seemed that even after achieving relative peace after the Dragon Rebelion, there wasn't much he could do about Toothless' attitude.

Hiccup chuckled and swung his feet over the edge of the bed, fumbling for his helmet (just a regular old Hooligan helmet, that pretentious bloodstained crown would never again touch his fiery hair if he could do anything to help it) before placing the familiar weight on his head.

As Hiccup adjusted the helmet in the reflections on a shield that had apparently been put in his room with him, Toothless flapped up onto his shoulder, seeming to have forgotten all about being tired as the distant scent of breakfast reached his little warty nose.

“ W-w-ill Toothless get some of that fish downstairs? ” Toothless asked, starting directly into Hiccup's eyes even as Hiccup focused on his reflection, “ T-toothless KNOWS there's food downstairs ,” he placed a claw over his heart, “ Toothless can s-s- SMELL it, ”

Hiccup laughed and finished readjusting his helmet. (It was surprisingly difficult to get it to intentionally miss covering his dragon mark.) “ Yes Toothless, ” he said in dragonese, which was the language dragons and hopefully humans spoke to each other in, “ I'm sure you can have the fish, ”

Toothless whooped in joy and jumped into the air, turning a little summersault before landing on Hiccup's helmet. (Which very quickly titled out of the position the boy king had so carefully put it in.) Hiccup sighed and reached up to pet the small dragon. Things had gone back to normal so easily, it was almost as if they had never even changed in the first place.

“ T-toothless is the best lost thing, after all, ” Toothless all but crowed, turning circles on Hiccup's helmet as he headed out of the bedroom and into the main room of the makeshift hut the vikings had set up. (Though he was sure to grab his sword along the way, just in case. Vikings worked fast, as the hut proved, and even if they were in a state of peace, he had no proof they would stay that way for very long, no matter how much he wanted them too.)

“ Yes Toothless, ” Hiccup replied back absentmindedly, skirting around the sleeping forms of his mother and father and past the empty rolls where he knew some other Viking royalty had been put to sleep, “ Yes you were, ”

He hadn't thought about it when he was in his room, but he was pretty sure that Fishlegs and Camicazi had been missing from their own blankets when he had woken up.

Quietly he slid open the front door, careful to shush Toothless until it was closed again in case he started yelling again. (He had seen his mother twist in her sleep when Toothless had last crowed.)

“ Do you think Toothless will get to have c-cod?! ” Toothless asked excitedly, “ T-toothless is in the mood for cod! ”

“ Does it smell like cod? ” Hiccup asked him, reaching up to pick up the little dragon (and also to fix his helmet, again), " If it smells like cod you can probably have cod, ”

"Or tuna," Toothless said thoughtfully, "Toothless ALSO in the mood for tuna..."

It was a shockingly warm day out for the season, but Hiccup still shivered as a chilly ocean breeze flew past him. Toothless didn't seem to mind it so much, but he didn't argue as Hiccup placed him back on the soft fur of the vest over his shoulder.

Hiccup followed the scent as Toothless struggled to place it, though he was also somewhat unsure of what it could be, he was hungry. Maybe it wasn't smart to be walking around camp as a newly crowned King of the Wilderwest all by his lonesome, especially when he was still fairly bruised, but he didn't care. He was hungry, and he was still tired, and maybe he wasn't thinking quite straight.

He turned a corner between the tents, and suddenly the source of the smell was within his reach.

A campfire, with a large pot presumably containing many kinds of fish hung over it, sat at the center of a small clearing in the tents and huts, but that wasn't even why his heart suddenly glowed.

“Fishlegs!” he called, waving to his friend as Toothless crowed and leapt off his shoulder, aiming straight for a pile of delicious fat fish that had not yet been added to the stew, “Camicazi!”

His two friends waved back at him, grinning wide grins, but they weren't the only ones around the campfire.

“We were going to invite your parents,” Camicazi told him, elbowing him in the side good-naturedly, her mood dragon Stormfly winding around her legs like a very long, very purple cat as she wished Hiccup a good morning, “But they were dead asleep and we didn't want to wake them,”

”Hey Hiccup!“ Fishlegs grinned at him, though he looked somewhat ill (which Hiccup guessed probably stemmed from the fact that a very sleepy looking Barbra the Barbarian was sitting and chatting with some of Camicazi's Bog Burglar friends.) ”Good morning for fish, right?“

Hiccup shrugged and smiled. (Though he certainly agreed with Fishlegs, he didn't want to insult the shivering shape of his friend's vegetarian hunting dragon Horrorcow, who had once again found her place as a large lump under Fishlegs’ vest.) ”Good morning to see you guys!“

”Hiccup!“ called a voice that Hiccup recognized as Thuggery the Meathead, ”Are you gonna ask Toothless to wait until everything is done cooking or are we starting right away?!“

Hiccup turned to see the tall Viking Heir struggling with Toothless, who was eating a humongous tuna that Thuggery seemed to have been right about to dump into the stew. 

”Oh Toothless!“ Hiccup called, racing over to his snickering friend and taking him (complete with the fish larger than he was) into his arms, ” Don't you want to wait until all the cooking has been done? “ He said, continuing in Dragonese.

Toothless giggled and continued chowing down. Clearly he preferred the taste of nice raw fish. (Hiccup couldn't say he agreed, but he was glad that Toothless seemed to be subdued for a second or two.)

Hiccup placed the tuna and dragon on the floor together, trying to ignore the loud sounds of chewing that floated up from them as he reached out a hand to shake Thuggery's hand. To his surprise, the Meathead heir laughed and drew him into a hug instead.

Hiccup nearly choked as he was lifted into the air, his feet dangling for a couple of seconds as Thuggery greeted him, before he was set back down. 

”It's great to see you again Hiccup,“ Thuggery explained, ”Especially after all that cool stuff you did back there,“

”Good to see you again too,“ Hiccup laughed, though he didn't really like the constant references to the battles of the Dragon Rebelion, ”Just doing what a friend of dragons has to do,“

”Hiccup!“ called Camicazi, catching up with him. (Though Fishlegs lagged a few steps behind, not so secretly making eyes at Barbra, who was now hissing at her cat Fearless and showing the Bog Burglars how sharp the claws of the little animal were.) ”Hey!“

Hiccup turned to her, though he was momentarily distracted by the sight of several Hooligan boys sitting together on a large rock. He had missed them more than he had expected in the time he'd been gone, it seemed, because even the sight of Dogsbreath (who was laughing with Clueless about something for a change) put a smile on his face.

“Yeah?” he asked, shooting Speedyfist a smile, “What is it?”

“Aren't you going to ask why we're all here now?!” he asked, putting her hands on her hips and glaring at him. Even though she was a head or so shorter than him, Hiccup thought she could look extremely intimidating if she chose to. 

“Um,” Hiccup thought for a second, but, still groggy from sleep, he had nothing. “Breakfast?” He asked, giving her a pained smile as she slapped a hand to her face and sighed. (*”Boys,“*)

”It's for your birthday!“ Fishlegs said, finally stumbling over to the group.

“My what?” Hiccup asked, completely blindsided by that answer. Hadn't his birthday been quite a while back now?

”You only get one once every four years,“ Camicazi pointed out, speaking slowly and patiently as if she really believed he was as stupid as she pretended she thought he was, ”and we felt bad that you missed it, so we wanted to throw a celebration!“

“My- ah!” Hiccup yelped as Toothless' sharp claws dug into his leg, he seemed to have had his fill of the fat tuna, “What- Thank you-“

Thuggery slapped him on the back, laughing again. ”It's what dragon markers do, eh?“

Fishlegs nodded, and even Horrorcow stuck her head out from under his vest for a second to speak. ” I do wish we had considered vegetarians before planning the meal, “ she said politely, ” do you happen to have any carrots? “

Hiccup frowned and stuck his hands into his pocket, he always carried a slice of carrot precisely for this purpose. ” In fact I do Horrorcow! “ He grinned, holding it out to the sad looking hunting dragon, ” enjoy! “

She thanked him and immediately began chomping into the orange vegetable. Hiccup smiled, to his tired mind, the interaction hadn't seemed odd at all, but as Camicazi spluttered into laughter and Fishlegs blinked at him in confusion, Hiccup began to realize that it might have sounded a bit odd to those that didn't understand dragonese.

“I should start teaching you guys dragonese,” he mused, scratching Toothless between his horns as he turned to look at the mess of fish guys he had left on the sandy rocks below them. (And on Hiccup's boots it seemed.)

“You're just not gonna address that?!” Camicazi half shrieked, half laughed, nearly doubled over at the force of her laughter, “You just had a carrot in your pocket? Why?!”

Hiccup brushed a strand or two of hair out of his eye and, in a fake offended voice, told her that he cared about his friends enough to do so if the friend in question called for it.

This caused her to howl with laughter again, and this time Hiccup couldn't help but join in. This all felt strangely comfortable, for some reason. From the small circle of closer friends that were giggling with (and at) him, to the gaggles of Hooligan boys and Bog Burglar girls on opposite sides of the fire, to the random smattering of hunting and riding dragons that had decided to stay with their humans, this felt nice.

“Thank you all,” Hiccup murmured, still scratching a now purring Toothless and Thuggery began to call that the stew was done, “It really means a lot that you would do this for me,”

“ And for m-me! ” Toothless said, yelping happily and jumping into the air as the covering once again came off the large pot, which he seemed to have just realized was the perfect heat for a dragon such as himself, “ T-toothless loves fish baths! ”

And it was all Hiccup could do to warn Thuggery that he was about to half to fish a very happy little dragon out of their food.

Camicazi: The door is locked give me your credit card.

Hiccup: *gives her his card*

Camicazi: *pockets it* Thanks.

Something about the how to train your dragon books no one talks about is the intense desire you get to be a better person once you finish reading them

if alvin was so smart why didnt he put apple airtags on the kings things

Heroes of olympus but they're just normal highschoolers

Annabeth is on student council, no doubt. She hangs out in Chiron's office with Percy so much that there's a couch in the corner reserved for them to sit on and talk. She used to be in chess club because she loves strategy, but chess is incredibly slow paced, and she has ADHD so she switched to debate.

Percys on the swim team, we know this. He's also on a basketball team, but he's benched because he keeps missing practice. And when he's out of school, he hangs out at the skatepark.

Leo doesn't like his foster home, so he spends most days at Piper's house. He's only met her mum once, and she made him go to school in those goofy ass suspenders (get my boy out of those suspenders and give him some jorts). He takes a home ec and cooking class, but he also does an automotive course, and he's looking into going to Tafe.

Piper is on debate with Annabeth, but instead of relying on facts like Annabeth does in her arguments, she has a way with words that make the opponent empathise with her hypothetical standpoint. She begged her dad not to home-school her, but she gets nervous that someone's gonna find out she's a nepo-baby. She was a pageant girl growing up.

Hazel's in the equestrian club. She loves her horse, and she's a huge World War 2 nerd. Got a transatlantic accent from watching too many old timey movies. Wholeheartedly believes in ghosts and is convinced she's a medium.

Jason is on student council, but he's basically just Annabeth's assistant. He does track, football, and fencing for extra curricular, though.

Frank is a boarding student, so he stays at the school and then leaves back to Canada on school holidays. He doesn’t really do any extra curriculars, but he volunteers at an animal shelter on weekends. Loves helping the puppies and stuff.

I will draw this later, or if you want, you can draw it yourself. I'm happy to see it. Just please give credits

I FORGOT TO ADD THE FRECKLES BUT ITS CUTE STILL