Because Hiccup Is So Often Described As "unmemorable, Easy To Overlook, Having A Forgettable Face" I

Can we just talk about the parallels between Hiccup and Termagant in book 10. The epilogue where Termagant is described as being separated from Fishlegs by a wall of glass, and she presses her hand against it and wills him to live and breathe again.

How earlier Hiccup had found Fishlegs in a pillar of glass, and they pressed their heads together, before Hiccup broke him out, helping Fishlegs to live and breathe again.

HICCUP AND TERMAGANT BEING COMPARED IN A WAY THAT MAKES THEM IDENTICALLY IMPORTANT TO FISHLEGS!!! I AM THROWIMG MYSELF INTO THE SEA!!!!!!

Ove gotten so invested in the httyd books and the media surrounding it that I sometimes forget the httyd movies exist

Every time a httyd franchise fan that hasn’t read the books says Camicazi is “basically just Astrid” a lesbian dies

You asked for requests for pjo so... how about seafam? Tyson shows Percy around the cyclops forge in Atlantis and then Poseidon invites them for dinner with Amphitrite and Triton?

I hope you know that I love you.

Warning: not proof read and my phone is broken so I can't see half my screen but I'm trying

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A cloud of colourful mist shrouded the air in front of Percy's face as he walked through the streets of New Rome to run a few errands for Annabeth. She was working on a project for her design class and needed materials which Percy was happy to retrieve while she worked on drawing up a plan. In the cloud of mist formed a tall, somewhat rounded shape, slowly coming into focus as Percy began to recognise the face of his younger half-brother, Tyson. He smiled. "Hey big man! What's up?" He asked, quickly brushing the shaggy hair out of his eyes to see him more clearly. Tyson smiled back, showing the gap between his teeth and the way his eye squinted when he grinned. Percy noticed his hair was shorter. What was formerly a bundle of curly tendrils on his head was now a buzz. Percy wondered if it was a choice or if his hair had caught flame in the forge. Sure cyclopes were fireproof but he wasn't so sure about their hair.

"Brother!" Tyson exclaimed enthusiastically. "No Annabeth?" He asked. Percy chuckled and shook his head, noticing Tyson grow a slight bit dejected. "Not right now, no. I'm running a couple errands for her, but I'll let her know you say hi." He assured him. Tyson nodded, his mood improving. The 2 caught up, sharing stories and little titbits of information. Tyson and Ella had just moved in together and Annabeth had just proposed. "I have a break." Tyson said. "2 weeks."

Percy nodded. "That's awesome. What are you gonna do with it?" Percy asked. He knew Tyson didn't get many breaks. Working in the forges of Atlantis was a demanding job. But he was happy to hear Tyson getting time off. "Would you mind visiting?" Tyson asked. The question surprised Percy. He didn't usually go to Atlantis unless his guidance counsellor was flushing him halfway across the world to talk to his dad about college applications (which were totally unfair by the way). He accepted the offer immediately, never missing an opportunity to see his little brother. Once the call was over he went home and told Annabeth the plan. "That's great." She said supportively. "But did you grab the supplies I asked for?"

The day finally rolled around and Percy was excited to see his brother. He had invited Annabeth to come along but she insisted she had truckloads of homework to do and that he should spend his brother bonding time just with Tyson. He got in his car and drove out to the beach where he got out, got into the water and swam out to the forges. It didn't take long to get there. He could swim at Mach 5 after all. That meant if he had a clear path he could swim around the earth in the same amount of time it'd take to watch shrek. An hour and a half. He remembered when Leo had pointed that out to him and it never fully left his mind.

Once he reached Tyson's house, he scooped him up in a tight hug. His back popped in a few places which his college exam posture greatly thanked him for, his rubs however didn't appreciate the gesture as much as his spine did. Once he was placed down, he and Tyson went outside into the yard and played a bit of soccer. Tyson absolutely destroyed him and Percy thanked nearly every God there was for the fact water gave him super strength because if it didn't he probably would've lost a leg. After a while of this the 2 easily got bored. "We could uhhh. . . Go for a walk?" Percy suggested. "You'd have to be a bit of a tour guide though. I've only been here like, twice." He added, laying on the couch next to Tyson who sat in a large armchair, Ella perched on the back of it. Percy suppressed a giggle. The sight made his brother look like a king of a myth. "I could show you around the forge." Tyson suggested.

"Isn't it your day off?" Percy asked. He didn't understand whytyson would wanna go to his workplace on his day off, but then Percy remembered Tyson actually liked working. He wasn't like him. He did his hobby for work and he was passionate about it so he figured he'd let him show him about.

Tyson led him to the forges, explaining the uses for each knick-knack and doohickey. He even let Percy try hammering a sword which went surprisingly well this time around. He showed him how they cool the weapons after welding and hammering and toiling. It was fun. Once they were done it was time for Percy to go home. The brothers arranged a time to meet up again in about a month and Percy hoped he wouldn't end up in a cuffuffle that prevented the plans from happening. He loved seeing his brother.

Nothing to say, i just love this picture

what an interesting choice to make at the end of the night. Having to choose between all the information and history and serotonin in the world or the back of your eyelids. Infinity or oblivion. And the sad truth is that that is the decision that literal children are faced with every night. Feel joyful and accepted and seen by strangers on the internet or feel alone, laying in the dark, staring at the ceiling waiting to fall into the sweet embrace of sleep.

Phone addictions are real things affecting real people. I haven't had a proper sleep since I got my first I pad at age 4. My eyebags are so bad I look like I have 2 black eyes. All this just because of a lack of attention. No one will acknowledge me. I feel so alone all the time. What better way to cope with that than to tell a bunch of strangers on the internet. I don't feel alone anymore but at what cost? The cost of my sleep? My comfort? My energy? I'll give my own life just to feel seen. All nighter after all nighter I'll stay awake as long as I have to to get the slightest sliver of attention and that's the sad reality of it.

If he doesn't look at me the way hiccup looks at Astrid I'm sorry but I don't fucking want it.

Thinking about how Hiccup and Wish would get along so well if they ever met and Camicazi and Xar would go rob rich people together and Fishlegs and Bodkin can just sit and talk

Me and bro celebrating after beating the dating allegations

I drew a relatable artist meme