Fly with me, brother mine.
Saw your post about the Seadragon life cycle! Personally I’ve thought they might have cuckoo like behaviour due to fully grown adults being too large to safety care for the young, leaving their eggs with small dragons, where the baby will then hatch and be fed. This probably continues past the first parents in some cases once the Seadragon outgrows it’s ‘parents’ as we know Furious was adopted by the same dragons that adopted Hiccup II. This also might explain some of Toothless’s behaviours…
Hello!! This is totally plausible, considering Furious was with the Grimler dragons and Toothless was in a communal dragon nest.
The only question I'd have is how those presumably gargantuan Seadragons would manage to sneak into nests and drop an egg. I think it would make more sense that the hatchlings are naturally drawn to other dragon nests. It doesn't seem likely that Seadragons would have parental instincts.
Hopefully they're not cuckoo like in the way they kill off all their nestmates XD(likely not the case)
(Carrying over the Seadragon musing I did over on Twitter)
I've been thinking a bit about the biology of the Seadragonus Giganticus Maximus.
Mainly, the reason why there are so few of them.
I briefly considered the concepts for the movie franchise's Red Death, but it's a bit too bloodthirsty for my taste(they have a baby battle royale until one survives)
Anyway, I think Seadragons are born so incredibly weak that most of them don't make it to a big enough size to survive. Their chances of survival are so miniscule that their existances are by pure chance, twists of fate- hiccups, so to speak. Yes, sweet sweet parallels. Seadragons are born near the bottom of the food chain and work their way up the more they grow, until they hit their life's peak as the apex predator.
When that peak happens varies from dragon to dragon, probably relative to their nutrition and environment they grow in. Considering Furious was already baby elephant-sized when Hiccup the Second was 7 while Toothless was tiny all of Hiccup the Third's life, I like to think harsher environments spur the growth process for Seadragons to increase their chances of survival. Toothless is living the pampered life of a cat for the most part, while Furious grew up in the wild. I do think slower grown, healthier Seadragons might end up bigger and/or stronger when they hit their peak... so who knows how massive Toothless will get.
I also thought it was interesting to note that despite their names Seadragons that weren't full grown didn't really seem to live in the sea, or at the very least have sea-creature attributes like fins and webbed feet. No particular affinity for water either. Honestly, it might just be that they grow so big that the ocean is the only place they can comfortably roam and rest in. They probably don't even need to swim at that size!
That's about all I can think of for the time being. If anyone else has more ideas they would like to add on, or correct a mistake I might have made here, feel free to let me know!
"A Promise is a Promise, if it is made in Blood."
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I’m not crying, I just have dust in my eyes.
Yep, no, I’m definitely not crying over Toothless trying to shield Hiccup, trying desperately to save him. Absolutely not.
Oh here it is, the tearjerker scene
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Future fanfic chapters
My AO3 invitation went way faster than I anticipated, so I posted all the chapters there. (https://archiveofourown.org/works/15262635/)
I will post some of them on tumblr too, but not all at once. I don’t want to spam you guys.
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One day mom and dad went out to visit some friends. Friends whose children were already grown and who now had too many time on their hands.
They kissed us goodnight and spread their wings.
“Psst, Furious!” you whispered when they were gone for a while, and we knew for certain they were not coming back because they forgot their present or something.
“Let me guess,” I started, “you have an idea.”
You gave me a smirk that meant nothing good, but somehow was impossible to resist. When ‘that’ smirk graced your face I knew I could do nothing but comply.
~
And that’s how we ended up in the meadow between the Shallow Hill and the Surry Hill, gazing at the sky above.
There were a few clouds blocking our view, but the stars were as radiant as ever.
You laid on your stomach picking flower petals. Then you threw them over your shoulder where the wind would catch them and drift them away.
I folded my wings to my sides.
“When I am stronger,” I said more to myself that to you, “I will carry you up into the sky, so we can see if the clouds are soft, despite what mother says.”
It was one of those answers we had wanted to know very badly and which had disappointed us greatly.
“The clouds are like mist,” mother had said, “you cannot feel them.”
~
You turned around to lay on your back.
“What do you think the stars are made of?”
“I don’t know Furious.”
“I once heard someone say that they are the reflection of the moon on the gemstones that float in the sky. And when the sun comes up, the sun shines so bright that no one notices the floating gems.”
“The sky is not filled with gems.” you scoffed.
“The earth is filled with them. So why not the sky?”
You did not know.
I laid my head on your stomach. And then you traced swirly patterns on my cheek.
~
We were silent for a long time. It was a comforting sort of silence, the kind you only shared with someone you really loved. Maybe we both thought about the many enigmas that the sky contained.
Sometime later, when my wings became strong enough to carry our weight, we flew at high as we dared, trying to get close to the stars to see if we would find floating gems.
We didn’t. You passed out and then I returned to earth, panic-stricken and filled with guilt until you came around again.
“Let’s not do that again.” You would say.
And we wouldn’t.
~
Eventually I stood up and you understood why. It was time to go back home.
We returned to the woods and followed the Path Of Oak Trees to our home.
You yawned and that made me yawn too. The moment you closed your eyes you were gone, flying to your dreams.
I laid down on the large bed of leaves. I could still feel the swirly patterns of your finger on my cheek.
Oh, this sounds so lovely. Can't wait to read it!!
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them ………………………………………………….
Poor boys 😢
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That not a speck of that love remains. Not a jot. Not a whisper. One hundred years of captivity has drained every last drop of that love from me, and I am cured forever.
Low quality because my art program won’t save an image.
I planned to do this some friday but then Twice Magic came a long and a whole bunch of official business. It’s not nearly as pretty as I hoped it would be but I really wanted to finish this before I leave.
This is still pretty, though.
Oh, gorgeous. I wish I could create atmospheric art like this.
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“Hiccup the Second was gone forever, separated from the Dragon by an ocean of sky and time, and he could not come back to visit. But still, somehow, a tiny part of him was here, in the raggedy, awkward shape of Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third. And the Dragon Furious loved him.”
— Cressida Cowell, How to Fight a Dragon’s Fury
Stop hurting me like this
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two hiccups, same dragon
This is so accurate in so many levels
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Okay but Toothless and that lightning is totally a reference to Furious’s lightning bolts.
OH?? That would be so cool. I always wondered where the "The Unholy Offspring of Lightning and Death Itself" title came from and now that I think of it that totally sounds like Furious :o
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I found Hiccup the Second and Furious.
Whaaaaaaat
Death is what they’ve got
I kind of want to draw some art with this quote
If that is ok with you
@yv-sketches (Regarding your first reblog) How dare you.
(Regarding your second reblog) But I really hope you draw the art XDDD
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Hehehehehe I think you guys are beginning to discover I’m in an evil mood.
So let’s talk about Snotlout, Furious, and Hiccup.
Mostly because I’m curious, of course.
And also because I’m feeling evil.
My first question to you guys: how many of you are in the camp of Furious-dies-at-the-end-of-Book-12?
My second question to you guys: how many of you are in the camp of Snotlout-knew-he-was-going-to-die-when-he-flew-off-that-boat?
My third question to you guys: how many of you are in the camp of Hiccup-died-just-after-he-finished-writing-his-memoirs?
Because I am very, very firmly in all three.
httydbooksareamazing
I’m in the goddamit-stop-posting-depressing-stuff club
Oh dear. I do so apologise.
theamasingavan
I might be with you on all of them, except maybe the first and last. Only because I want to say that Furious got to swim out to sea for a good while before sinking into the unknown depths of the ocean and that Hiccup got to have a few more days with Toothless and everyone else. But I might be leaning more towards yours
I’m not sure. I just feel it in my bones that all three of them knew…And that all three of them were ready. And actually, in a strange way, that makes me a bit happier. Because I had this feeling, reading through, that all three of them reached a point where they had faced up their pasts: Snotlout had finally defeated his demons, Furious had rediscovered love, and Hiccup had finally shared what had really happened to him in his childhood.
Snotlout and Furious had nearly completed their arc. They were ready to make the sacrifice, and finish it, and save Hiccup, and create a legacy that could never be destroyed. They died in their own way, on their own terms. They weren’t scared. They faced death like they had faced life: as heroes, when it all came down to it.
Hiccup knew, as Toothless knew, that an era was about to end. Toothless was about to leave forever, just as Hiccup, to me, was too. Hiccup never lived a life without dragons. He knew, instinctively, that it was nearly time. And that was okay. He and Toothless would leave each other together, having achieved all they could have dreamed of achieving. The only thing left for Hiccup was to write. Here he could truly acknowledge his story, and complete it, and pass it on for the next generation. Here he was preparing the next band of heroes to do their part, and change the world.
And so he too was ready.
Like you, I don’t believe this would be an immediate thing. There’s no need for that, because they still have people to say goodbye to, and a time to leave the world with dignity and freedom.
But still, to me, they were ready.
All three of these people went on huge journeys, made huge mistakes and did huge heroic deeds. And sad though it is, it also makes me happy that they could choose to leave their first world on their own terms, free and full of love, and forever be preserved as they are: incredible, inspirational heroes, who together changed the world.
Furious' death seems very fitting because I like to think he finally got to see his Hiccup again- Hiccup the Second. That was nice to think of.
I'm not sure about our Hiccup dying right after he wrote his memoirs, but if so, perhaps Toothless was the one who hid the memoirs in places where no one would find them for hundreds of years. Actually- I can imagine this scenario where Hiccup has all the boxes with the books ready and tells Toothless to play hide and seek with him, to hide the boxes where he thought Hiccup could never find them. Toothless does that gleefully but when he realizes Hiccup hasn't gone searching yet, he goes back home and Hiccup is either dying or already de-
HNGHHDWHWGSGWGHh that hurt bye
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Hiccup Horrendous Haddock II and Furious
This is too beautiful and too sad at the same time
Celebration of the Black Star
Day 12: The Extraordinary Bravery of Toothless
Link to the speedpaint of the process(Well, most of it)(This is my other account, I’m planning to move the old tribute video here too)
This scene is already as painful as it is, as Furious sees himself in Toothless’s scar and his useless attempt to shield Hiccup. I bawled while reading that part.
BUT, we really need to acknowledge how brave Toothless was in this scene, and his character development. Isn’t it amazing that lazy little Toothless, who whimpers and whines and wants protection like a baby(Because he literally IS a baby), still spreads his wings to protect Hiccup? Against this GINORMOUS, fire breathing mountain of a dragon, with fangs like pillars and claws like swords? This is much more drastic than how Movie Toothless shields Movie Hiccup from the Bewilderbeast.
Our little Sinnamon roll is growing up :)
Celebration of the Black Star
Day 6: The original Hero’s Guide
This was supposed to be yesterday’s //// At least the short art block is gone. Yay! (And no, that is not a male version of Elsa, it is my version of Hiccup the Second. Eheheheheh I’m so bad at character designs. And sorry if my Furious is not accurate.)