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a letter from the end of the first week of hogwarts

  • albus severus:

    dear mum and dad

  • albus severus:

    i was in the library today

  • albus severus:

    reading a book about previous heads of hogwarts

  • albus severus:

    and i would just like to say

  • albus severus:

    are you fucking serious

  • albus severus:

    i demand a name change immediately

  • albus severus:

    just literally anything else please

  • albus severus:

    fucking dobby kreacher potter for all i care

  • albus severus:

    sorry for swearing i just

  • albus severus:

    bloody hell

  • albus severus:

    yours sincerely,

  • albus severus:

    aragog fang potter or some shit

dragon-chickhollow1:

dragons-forever-and-always:

dreamwurks:

ask-jack-and-hiccup-a-question:

I FOUND A ‘HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON’ KNOCKOFF AT TARGET YESTERDAY.

GO WATCH THE TRAILER. IT GETS EVEN BETTER.

JUSTIN’S DAD IS A WIDOWER WHO WANTS HIS SON TO BE JUST LIKE HIM.

THE FILM’S HEROINE IS A “FIESTY WOMAN.”

JUSTIN STARTS OUT THE MOVIE WITH A CRUSH ON SOMEONE OUT OF HIS LEAGUE.

HE GETS A DRAGON AND THEY PUT FAKE WINGS ON IT. -cue many scenes that are exact copies of ones from HTTYD-

I JUST CAN’T.

do you remember when this trailer came out and everyone in the httyd fandom and outside simultaneously just went “why”

I SAW THIS AT WALMART YESTERDAY AND I WHISPERED “Damn, twelve bucks for a knockoff?”

There’s a website for the movie~  http://www.justinandtheknightsofvalour.com/home

It looks like Hiccup got himself a really shitty dye job.

A New Life

thevikingwithglasses:

koibitotedare:

thevikingwithglasses:

koibitotedare:

thevikingwithglasses:

koibitotedare:

thevikingwithglasses:

koibitotedare:

thevikingwithglasses:

Hiccup let jack hold him to his chest and he let his hand rest on him, rubbing slowly a calming motion and he let his mind wander just barely listening to jack. He was more focused on trying to think of a way, any way to keep pitch away from jack. Even if that meant…. Giving his life for jacks. It it had to be done he’d do it. He frowned and tried to change his thoughts. Sighing he nuzzled into jacks chest. “It’s okay… We’ll all be safe okay?”

Jack didn’t know about safe, but he would definitely try to keep Hiccup that way.  It was time to start preparing, he would have liked to do this days ago, but he supposed it was better late than never, “Tattie…Get Aster’s schedule clear.  He’s going to be taking us in for training…better make it all the Berkians.” 

“Sire?” Tattie asked baffled.

“This isn’t going to end pretty,” Jack sighed, “I’d rather everyone be able to hold their own in a fight.  As long as they aren’t fighting Pitch directly, they’ll have a chance.” 

“I understand,” Tattie answered.

“You too,” Jack said, “I want you to lead hand to hand combat…you specialize in it after all.  Let Aster teach with weapons.  We’ll split into two different groups and we’ll start in the morning.  Clear my schedule for the next few weeks as well, save for any meetings about what they call the plague.  Don’t let them know its fearlings, we don’t need chaos.” 

“Yes, sire,” Tattie said smoothly.  Jack dismissed both Tattie and Astrid after that and he let out a shaky breath.  His trembling worsened and he buried his face in Hiccup’s neck. 

“We’ll get through it,” Jack said gruffly.

Fighting? Hiccup swallowed hard. Fighting hadn’t been his strong point. When all the kids of Berk started learning weapons, hiccup was learning how to make them and make new inventions out of them. He hardly could lift the battle hammers and axes, and he wasn’t good with swords at all. He only ever carried a dagger with him. With pitch coming that wasn’t good enough. He was going to learn to fight. He had to. But what if the time came and he couldn’t do it? He was shaking like jack at the thought of utterly failing. Jack nuzzled into him and he let out a shaky sigh. “Yeah.. We will.” He stayed silent for a while just laying with the prince, running his hand through his hair resting it on the back of his head. They were both tired and dirty and scared and neither one wanted to move.

Jack wasn’t sure how many minutes passed, enough that the corridor had gone quiet, meaning servants had gone to bed and only the night staff was wondering around.  Eventually he roused and moved away from Hiccup.  His heart was no longer pounding quiet as hard and his hands weren’t shaking.  Fear was still in his chest but it was easier to deal with now.  He tucked some of Hiccups hair behind his ear and he kissed the boy’s cheek. 

“I’ll protect you,” Jack said quietly.  He didn’t give Hiccup a chance to respond to that as he had pulled back and smiled, “I’m going to take a bath.  Do you want to join me or take one on your own?”  

Hiccup was quiet, shaking subsiding rather quickly but his mind still on the he issue of fighting. It soon fell quiet and Hiccup felt jack sat up and did so as well. When he opened his mouth to speak back Jack just continued to talk not giving him the chance. “I.. Well I wouldn’t mind… Taking one together again.” He said smiling shyly.

Jack smiled fondly at Hiccup before nodding and taking the brunets hand and leading him to the bathroom.  It was in nearly no time at all before they were cuddling in the warm bathwater.  Jack was carefully washing the surface scabbed lashes on Hiccup’s back.  Some of them still oozed bits of blood but for the most part they looked better, “you should probably sleep without the bandages or a shirt tonight,” Jack said absently, “It’ll help dry these out.” 

He lathered Hiccups hair in soaps and rinsed his hair out before rinsing his back off.  At Hiccup’s prompt, he turned around and let Hiccup wash his back, warning him to use caution around the bits of his back that had small chunks gone, he didn’t want Hiccup digging into them too roughly as they were sensitive.  He scrubbed the dried mud from his hands and chest while Hiccup did his back and hair.  

After the first bath Hiccup was past the initial embarrassment and so drawing the bath and disrobing and getting into the tub where both of them were comfortable was much quicker than last time. The brunet leaned back into Jack letting him work the soap into his hair and down his back, the massaging feeling on his scalp and the warm water making him want to just doze off right then and there. Jack’s voice made him open his slowly closing eyes. “Mm… Okay.” He replied compliantly as he felt the warm water ran over him.

With much less confusion flailing and awkwardness the two turned and switched placed Jack now in front of hiccup. Hiccup went to work first with Jack’s hair before taking extra time to be extra careful with his back. As he rinsed the princes back he sighed softly. This was so nice, relaxing. They didn’t have to think about anything right now, it was just them and they could do anything they wanted. He hummed in thought leaning in and kissing a scare free pale shoulder letting the kiss linger before pulling back enough to speak. “Is this.. Okay?” He questioned.

Jack twisted his spine to look at Hiccup with an amused expression, “whatever you’re okay with I’m okay with, Hic.”  He turned around a bit and kissed Hiccup, instantly going to mess with the lip ring.  Gods, he loved the feel of the cool metal against his tongue, between his teeth, and against Hiccup.  It wasn’t long before he was trying to find all of the sensations of the lip ring.  He dragged his teeth across Hiccup’s lower lip, catching them gently on the ring.  He slowly slid his tongue across the area fascinated by how the ring moved and folded under his tongue. 

Surprisingly, Hiccup was pushing back opening his mouth and Jack felt a flurry of panic as Hiccups tongue touched his.  He stopped himself from pulling back in shock, he could do this.  He responded a bit hesitantly trying his hardest to keep the memories of Pitch back.  He tried to focus on Hiccup and only Hiccup.  It was hard and he found himself breaking away, hands shaking and panting.

“S-Sorry Hic…I-c-an’t…I’m sorry…”  His mouth felt slimy there was no texture and just the endless feel of saliva. 

Hiccup was giving him reassurances mumbled between kisses on his cheeks, shoulders, and forehead.  Jack appreciated that he didn’t feel the need to completely back off.  He felt like if Hiccup did that, then he would have gone into a full panic.  He let his hand rest on Hiccup’s thigh and he sighed into the face kisses as his heart calmed and the shaking stopped. 

Hiccup kissed him hesitantly on the lips and asked if that was okay.  Jack nodded and breathed out a yes as he went back to playing with the lip ring.  Gods, he loved it.  It was solid and cold against their heated lips.  It created a contrast that Jack found himself craving.

 Their heated kisses faded away as yawns fought their way through Jack’s lungs.  Hiccup smiled amused until he too started to yawn.  The kisses melted away and Hiccup curled into Jack’s chest.  Jack blinked slowly, heavily, and he laid his cheek on Hiccup’s head.  He yawned so hard that tears popped into his eyes.  It was then that Hiccup suggested they go to bed.    

Jack agreed and off they went.

Hiccup smiled and rested his chin on Jack’s shoulder. He did like it and he was glad Jack did too. He liked kissing Jack a lot. And when Jack twisted to kiss him full he smiled into the kiss.
The gentle kissing fell to like tugs on his lower lip and the ring the etch scraping over him making him shiver. Now Jack had been rather panicked before but, here he was initiating it right? Hiccup took this as a yes. He moved slowly tongue darting out licking against Jack’s lip and his parting in a quiet silent gasp.

Taking this as an invents took, hiccup had misunderstood. Jack pulled back stuffing out apologies much like he would have but hiccup shook hi head. He kissed his cheek once lightly and it seemed to stop his stammering. “Ahh it’s alright. That was my fault.” He was practally whispering. “I thought I had the okay, I pushed a little too much. I’m sorry.”
He didn’t want to stop kissing Jack, as selfish as that was. So he kissed his cheek again and once more he could see the nervousness fade . He continued to kiss down his cheek, his neck, across his shoulders, and all the way back up pausing just once to ask if a kiss on the lips we as okay. By then Jack had calmed down and given him the okay.

Many more kisses were shared te water growing cold and the two growing sleepy. “Let’s get back in bed.” He said softly sitting up and Jack nodded in reponse.

They dried off and shared many sleepy, sloppy, sweet kisses on the way to the sheets of Jack’s bed.  He stopped Hiccup from putting a shirt on telling him once more that he needed to let his back dry out further.  They were tucked in minutes later, Hiccup pressed against Jack and their fingers tangled together. 

Jack felt the stress of the day pressing on his shoulders and his eyes burned with sleep.  He resisted, scared to fully sleep as he knew this night would plague him with nightmares.  Hiccup was close and comforting but not nearly enough to hold back the onslaught of memories and fears his brain was providing. 

He didn’t know if Hiccup was sleeping but he did stay awake as the night crew quietly made their way through his chambers collecting dirty laundry and doing a perimeter check.  He watched them leave just as quietly as they had come and with nothing left to distract him, he fell into a fit of nightmares. 

He awoke with a gasp, unable to recall the nightmares but his pounding heart and sweaty palms told him all he needed to know; they had been about Pitch.  He pressed himself against Hiccup trying to keep himself calm.  He wasn’t sure he could go back to sleep.  It would be a long day with just those few hours he had gotten.  

A New Life

thevikingwithglasses:

koibitotedare:

thevikingwithglasses:

koibitotedare:

thevikingwithglasses:

koibitotedare:

thevikingwithglasses:

Hiccup let jack hold him to his chest and he let his hand rest on him, rubbing slowly a calming motion and he let his mind wander just barely listening to jack. He was more focused on trying to think of a way, any way to keep pitch away from jack. Even if that meant…. Giving his life for jacks. It it had to be done he’d do it. He frowned and tried to change his thoughts. Sighing he nuzzled into jacks chest. “It’s okay… We’ll all be safe okay?”

Jack didn’t know about safe, but he would definitely try to keep Hiccup that way.  It was time to start preparing, he would have liked to do this days ago, but he supposed it was better late than never, “Tattie…Get Aster’s schedule clear.  He’s going to be taking us in for training…better make it all the Berkians.” 

“Sire?” Tattie asked baffled.

“This isn’t going to end pretty,” Jack sighed, “I’d rather everyone be able to hold their own in a fight.  As long as they aren’t fighting Pitch directly, they’ll have a chance.” 

“I understand,” Tattie answered.

“You too,” Jack said, “I want you to lead hand to hand combat…you specialize in it after all.  Let Aster teach with weapons.  We’ll split into two different groups and we’ll start in the morning.  Clear my schedule for the next few weeks as well, save for any meetings about what they call the plague.  Don’t let them know its fearlings, we don’t need chaos.” 

“Yes, sire,” Tattie said smoothly.  Jack dismissed both Tattie and Astrid after that and he let out a shaky breath.  His trembling worsened and he buried his face in Hiccup’s neck. 

“We’ll get through it,” Jack said gruffly.

Fighting? Hiccup swallowed hard. Fighting hadn’t been his strong point. When all the kids of Berk started learning weapons, hiccup was learning how to make them and make new inventions out of them. He hardly could lift the battle hammers and axes, and he wasn’t good with swords at all. He only ever carried a dagger with him. With pitch coming that wasn’t good enough. He was going to learn to fight. He had to. But what if the time came and he couldn’t do it? He was shaking like jack at the thought of utterly failing. Jack nuzzled into him and he let out a shaky sigh. “Yeah.. We will.” He stayed silent for a while just laying with the prince, running his hand through his hair resting it on the back of his head. They were both tired and dirty and scared and neither one wanted to move.

Jack wasn’t sure how many minutes passed, enough that the corridor had gone quiet, meaning servants had gone to bed and only the night staff was wondering around.  Eventually he roused and moved away from Hiccup.  His heart was no longer pounding quiet as hard and his hands weren’t shaking.  Fear was still in his chest but it was easier to deal with now.  He tucked some of Hiccups hair behind his ear and he kissed the boy’s cheek. 

“I’ll protect you,” Jack said quietly.  He didn’t give Hiccup a chance to respond to that as he had pulled back and smiled, “I’m going to take a bath.  Do you want to join me or take one on your own?”  

Hiccup was quiet, shaking subsiding rather quickly but his mind still on the he issue of fighting. It soon fell quiet and Hiccup felt jack sat up and did so as well. When he opened his mouth to speak back Jack just continued to talk not giving him the chance. “I.. Well I wouldn’t mind… Taking one together again.” He said smiling shyly.

Jack smiled fondly at Hiccup before nodding and taking the brunets hand and leading him to the bathroom.  It was in nearly no time at all before they were cuddling in the warm bathwater.  Jack was carefully washing the surface scabbed lashes on Hiccup’s back.  Some of them still oozed bits of blood but for the most part they looked better, “you should probably sleep without the bandages or a shirt tonight,” Jack said absently, “It’ll help dry these out.” 

He lathered Hiccups hair in soaps and rinsed his hair out before rinsing his back off.  At Hiccup’s prompt, he turned around and let Hiccup wash his back, warning him to use caution around the bits of his back that had small chunks gone, he didn’t want Hiccup digging into them too roughly as they were sensitive.  He scrubbed the dried mud from his hands and chest while Hiccup did his back and hair.  

After the first bath Hiccup was past the initial embarrassment and so drawing the bath and disrobing and getting into the tub where both of them were comfortable was much quicker than last time. The brunet leaned back into Jack letting him work the soap into his hair and down his back, the massaging feeling on his scalp and the warm water making him want to just doze off right then and there. Jack’s voice made him open his slowly closing eyes. “Mm… Okay.” He replied compliantly as he felt the warm water ran over him.

With much less confusion flailing and awkwardness the two turned and switched placed Jack now in front of hiccup. Hiccup went to work first with Jack’s hair before taking extra time to be extra careful with his back. As he rinsed the princes back he sighed softly. This was so nice, relaxing. They didn’t have to think about anything right now, it was just them and they could do anything they wanted. He hummed in thought leaning in and kissing a scare free pale shoulder letting the kiss linger before pulling back enough to speak. “Is this.. Okay?” He questioned.

Jack twisted his spine to look at Hiccup with an amused expression, “whatever you’re okay with I’m okay with, Hic.”  He turned around a bit and kissed Hiccup, instantly going to mess with the lip ring.  Gods, he loved the feel of the cool metal against his tongue, between his teeth, and against Hiccup.  It wasn’t long before he was trying to find all of the sensations of the lip ring.  He dragged his teeth across Hiccup’s lower lip, catching them gently on the ring.  He slowly slid his tongue across the area fascinated by how the ring moved and folded under his tongue. 

Surprisingly, Hiccup was pushing back opening his mouth and Jack felt a flurry of panic as Hiccups tongue touched his.  He stopped himself from pulling back in shock, he could do this.  He responded a bit hesitantly trying his hardest to keep the memories of Pitch back.  He tried to focus on Hiccup and only Hiccup.  It was hard and he found himself breaking away, hands shaking and panting.

“S-Sorry Hic…I-c-an’t…I’m sorry…”  His mouth felt slimy there was no texture and just the endless feel of saliva. 

Hiccup was giving him reassurances mumbled between kisses on his cheeks, shoulders, and forehead.  Jack appreciated that he didn’t feel the need to completely back off.  He felt like if Hiccup did that, then he would have gone into a full panic.  He let his hand rest on Hiccup’s thigh and he sighed into the face kisses as his heart calmed and the shaking stopped. 

Hiccup kissed him hesitantly on the lips and asked if that was okay.  Jack nodded and breathed out a yes as he went back to playing with the lip ring.  Gods, he loved it.  It was solid and cold against their heated lips.  It created a contrast that Jack found himself craving.

 Their heated kisses faded away as yawns fought their way through Jack’s lungs.  Hiccup smiled amused until he too started to yawn.  The kisses melted away and Hiccup curled into Jack’s chest.  Jack blinked slowly, heavily, and he laid his cheek on Hiccup’s head.  He yawned so hard that tears popped into his eyes.  It was then that Hiccup suggested they go to bed.    

Jack agreed and off they went.

sjsaberfan:

» What if Jack was helping Hiccup put on race paint in httyd 2 and they kiss a little and Hiccup goes to the race and gets off Toothless when he wins and Astrid’s like “What’s that?” And it ends up Hiccup has a paint hand print on his ass.

~(xforeverbunnymundbeliever



So I saw this and couldn’t stop myself from drawing it. I’ve always wanted to do some Hijack race painting stuff.~
Viking!AU Hijack.

Thanks to those who stopped by the Join.Me!!~

Art by me

~Saber

counterpunches:

hetagarnet:

qichi:

linguisticsyall:

Where does your tongue stay when you’re not speaking? If you’re an English-speaker, it’s behind the top front teeth. If you’re a Russian-speaker, it’s on the bottom of your mouth, lying flat.

#what #for real

I JUST FREAKING CONSCIOUSLY CHECKED AND TRIED TO MAKE IT LAY FLAT BUT NO, IT’S SERIOUSLY AT THE TOP OF MY MOUTH. I DON’T LIKE THIS

 

A New Life

thevikingwithglasses:

koibitotedare:

thevikingwithglasses:

koibitotedare:

thevikingwithglasses:

Hiccup let jack hold him to his chest and he let his hand rest on him, rubbing slowly a calming motion and he let his mind wander just barely listening to jack. He was more focused on trying to think of a way, any way to keep pitch away from jack. Even if that meant…. Giving his life for jacks. It it had to be done he’d do it. He frowned and tried to change his thoughts. Sighing he nuzzled into jacks chest. “It’s okay… We’ll all be safe okay?”

Jack didn’t know about safe, but he would definitely try to keep Hiccup that way.  It was time to start preparing, he would have liked to do this days ago, but he supposed it was better late than never, “Tattie…Get Aster’s schedule clear.  He’s going to be taking us in for training…better make it all the Berkians.” 

“Sire?” Tattie asked baffled.

“This isn’t going to end pretty,” Jack sighed, “I’d rather everyone be able to hold their own in a fight.  As long as they aren’t fighting Pitch directly, they’ll have a chance.” 

“I understand,” Tattie answered.

“You too,” Jack said, “I want you to lead hand to hand combat…you specialize in it after all.  Let Aster teach with weapons.  We’ll split into two different groups and we’ll start in the morning.  Clear my schedule for the next few weeks as well, save for any meetings about what they call the plague.  Don’t let them know its fearlings, we don’t need chaos.” 

“Yes, sire,” Tattie said smoothly.  Jack dismissed both Tattie and Astrid after that and he let out a shaky breath.  His trembling worsened and he buried his face in Hiccup’s neck. 

“We’ll get through it,” Jack said gruffly.

Fighting? Hiccup swallowed hard. Fighting hadn’t been his strong point. When all the kids of Berk started learning weapons, hiccup was learning how to make them and make new inventions out of them. He hardly could lift the battle hammers and axes, and he wasn’t good with swords at all. He only ever carried a dagger with him. With pitch coming that wasn’t good enough. He was going to learn to fight. He had to. But what if the time came and he couldn’t do it? He was shaking like jack at the thought of utterly failing. Jack nuzzled into him and he let out a shaky sigh. “Yeah.. We will.” He stayed silent for a while just laying with the prince, running his hand through his hair resting it on the back of his head. They were both tired and dirty and scared and neither one wanted to move.

Jack wasn’t sure how many minutes passed, enough that the corridor had gone quiet, meaning servants had gone to bed and only the night staff was wondering around.  Eventually he roused and moved away from Hiccup.  His heart was no longer pounding quiet as hard and his hands weren’t shaking.  Fear was still in his chest but it was easier to deal with now.  He tucked some of Hiccups hair behind his ear and he kissed the boy’s cheek. 

“I’ll protect you,” Jack said quietly.  He didn’t give Hiccup a chance to respond to that as he had pulled back and smiled, “I’m going to take a bath.  Do you want to join me or take one on your own?”  

Hiccup was quiet, shaking subsiding rather quickly but his mind still on the he issue of fighting. It soon fell quiet and Hiccup felt jack sat up and did so as well. When he opened his mouth to speak back Jack just continued to talk not giving him the chance. “I.. Well I wouldn’t mind… Taking one together again.” He said smiling shyly.

Jack smiled fondly at Hiccup before nodding and taking the brunets hand and leading him to the bathroom.  It was in nearly no time at all before they were cuddling in the warm bathwater.  Jack was carefully washing the surface scabbed lashes on Hiccup’s back.  Some of them still oozed bits of blood but for the most part they looked better, “you should probably sleep without the bandages or a shirt tonight,” Jack said absently, “It’ll help dry these out.” 

He lathered Hiccups hair in soaps and rinsed his hair out before rinsing his back off.  At Hiccup’s prompt, he turned around and let Hiccup wash his back, warning him to use caution around the bits of his back that had small chunks gone, he didn’t want Hiccup digging into them too roughly as they were sensitive.  He scrubbed the dried mud from his hands and chest while Hiccup did his back and hair.  

simonsgrandpasweaters:

THE MOST

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HEARTBREAKINGLY AWESOME

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LOVE STORY

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IN THE FUCKING HISTORY OF SUBPLOTS IN MOVIES

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LIKE SAM GOT SHOT RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER…

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THEY EVEN KILLED “MARY LOU” THE DONKEY FOR FUCK’S SAKE

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SO KATE BECAME THE BADASS “KISSING KATE BARLOW”

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AND THEN SHE FUCKING DIED AFTER CURSING AN ENTIRE FAMILY FOR ETERNITY

Kissing Kate Barlow and Sam the Onion Man need their own movie.

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