You were born with your father’s rage
and your mother’s backbone;
a proclaimed product of survival.
At only ten you were given your first weapon
which you quickly used to dismantle yourself;
two toes missing and your ego humbled.
Your mother said it was a good thing
a gift from the gods — your mother said
this was how she knew
you would never be a monster,
not like he was —
never like he was.
From the moment you stepped
outside the safety of your home
you knew you were different;
and it wasn’t because you only had
three toes on your right foot,
it wan’t because you had a gap
between your teeth that you could
fit all of valhalla in;
it was something in the crevices of the cavities of your heart.
something that started in your gut,
shot through your veins and
shocked your skin.
They called it “bloodlust”, and you got your
first taste of it when you beat your fists against
a boys face for calling you “bastard.”
It was the first time you heard the word,
(painted on his lips like a curse
like you should
be ashamed that your mother
saved herself from the grip of death
and had you to show for it)
and the last.
- My Gravel Girl (i) k.a.
*based off my bastard!AU for Astrid who I play over at lindmaer
**(mega props to avannak for the headcanon about Astrid losing her toes after getting her ax)
First I LOVE your work! It brightens my day☀️ Can you do a prompt where Astrid ALMOST dies of childbirth? Don't hate me but don't you imagine what would Hiccup be feeling? Or how big the feels would be?
(Information used dyannehs’ babies and vikings post.
“It’s a boy!”
Valka’s announcement did little to enhance the joy of the room; the lively, healthy infant was enough to bring face-splitting grins and soaring hearts to the intimate gathering.
Astrid still squatted over the old, bundled cloths, eyes closed and leaning heavily on Hiccup. Hiccup kissed her salty brow, gripping her smaller hand, and grinned at the screaming child in his mother’s arms, splotchy arms swinging at her face.
“You’re amazing,” he murmured into his wife’s stringy tresses.
Astrid hummed her agreement.
Hello avannak. I would just simply like to ask if you have saw the Pokemon shaming thing going around? And do you think dragon shaming would start off too? And what do you think would be the outcome? Perhaps you could start it off yourself eh?
Haha, um.. you mean that dragon-shaming thing jackthevulture did a couple doodles of? I love the idea XD
Because after I saw that all I could think of was Toothless with a sign around his neck saying something like "I broke the sunroof door during "mommy and daddy time"
But I gotta run back to my job. Internet times are over. Possibly for a few days. LO SIENTO.
It would be really cool if you could continue this AU? I would like to see Berk's reactions to this unusual siruation.. plus I love the interactions between Stalka and Astrid. We need more of that :)
…dead!Hiccup AU? Is this a thing now? I guess it’s a thing now. I’ll talk some about it…
Berk felt the sting of losing their Pride nearly as savagely as Hiccup’s family. This wasn’t just any heir. This was the heir. The one that brought peace to their lands, with innovation and confidence and love. This was the heir that would continue to lead Berk towards untold prosperities, now never to be realized.
Word of Astrid’s pregnancy was welcomed. Not the usual response for similar situations—particularly with a girl of Astrid’s status—but Stoick’s mentioned fears turned out to be for naught.
Hiccup and Astrid’s relationship had been cemented in the village for years, even during those first couple, tenuous years where their interest in each other seemed equivocal, and Hiccup’s future availability for other, unwed maids wasn’t entirely closed, Berk approved of the couple.
The later confirmation that the child would be recognized as Berk’s heir was slightly less welcomed, particularly by a few older or ambitious members of the community, but still wholly agreed upon. Their Pride had returned to them, in some form, and Berk would take it.
So upon my 6th viewing of the HTTYD 2 I noticed something interesting and was wondering what your thoughts were. Eret and his goons are covered in owl motifs. The metal badge on Eret, the stylized owls on the shields and the stitched owl on one of the guys shirts. I imagine this is a cultural/ ethnic symbol to them. I know owls generally mean wisdom, but do you think the artists picked owls for another reason? What do you think we're suppose to take away from that symbolism?
I’ve seen people make comparisons with that owl and Stormcutters, actually!
As for any deeper meaning to it… I don’t know. But I could say Eret’s had some hidden wisdom in him. He knew when to shut up and when to talk around people like Drago (Nice, Astrid. Nice.). He knew Hiccup was onto something since their first meeting, and he knew to acknowledge acts of loyalty and love, over fear and control—through Stormfly, Astrid and Hiccup. He was a pretty smart guy when the options were presented to him.
But yeah, I don’t have the Art Book or anything for HTTYD2, so I don’t know if it’s mentioned or anything.
Think Astrid would want to move on? Like you said I think she might give it a shot with Eret... But you're right. I don't see them marrying or anything.
No. She wouldn’t. Not for a long while anyway. If something should ever happen… it would be years later. Maybe a little moment or two with Fishlegs or Eret or Thuggory… like people she’s made connection with and felt ready to explore something more. But with a child from her former fiancé and one that was recognized as an heir, she wouldn’t really be all that focused or stoked about “moving on”
What's so hot about Eret?
I don’t understand the question