I can't write proposals, so just make up something in your own head about how that went.

Here's a Hiccstrid wedding (not sure I can write weddings either but hey)

-HTTYD-

They'd debated back and forth for a relatively minor time - neither were huge fans of a room full of attention, but eloping was out of the question.

"Why don't we just do the registry office with our mothers, Cami and Heather?"

"And then... well we've got a ridiculous amount of space out back. Shall we just do that and have everyone else over here after?"

"Which is what? A dozen people? Makes way more sense than some fancy venue."

"And honestly, it sounds far more 'us' don't you think?"

"It does. So... shall we pick a date?"

And that was about all the planning that went into their wedding. And Astrid wouldn't change a thing. Up to and including Cami being there. Most people would probably have grated about having what was kind of their fiance's ex at their wedding, but honestly? Cami had gotten them together. Astrid owed the girl, and she had always been quite clear that her thing with Hiccup had been for sex, never more than friends.

Astrid wore a dress, because it was important to her mother to have a picture like that. Heather gave her away, because "nobody else had any business doing so" and they fell about laughing at the sight. Valka hugged her and said she'd been a Haddock for years but now it was official. Cami and Heather kissed for the photos Valka took (they didn't care for professional, they wanted personal), confusing the officiator greatly.

The first thing she and Hiccup did after being told "you may kiss the bride" and his lips made her knees weak beneath the dress, was change. Hiccup had threatened to wear his leathers to the 'ceremony', and Astrid had asked if he really wanted their mothers to see them having sex. The suit he'd worn was practically just as devastating, slim and black with a crimson tie that matched the roses in his buttonhole and her hair.

"No complaining mom" Astrid got a headstart before she complained as she came out in her jeans and t-shirt "I wore the damn dress."

They signed their marriage certificate and all that nonsense (Astrid wanted to marry Hiccup, but must there be all the paperwork?) and they were done, free to head back home where their friends and family would be waiting.

Hiccup's grandfather had sadly passed away the previous year, leaving the farm and land to "Hiccup and that gorgeous lass of his" (Astrid could still hear the legal advisor laughing) and so that was where they lived. Half the land was still green, but the rest was covered in bike wheels and car parts - a mechanical couples paradise. And the old workers quarters had been done up, meaning Dagur spent an outrageous amount of time basically sleeping in their garden as he came over all the time.

Amazingly, since he had almost killed him when Hiccup and Astrid had started dating... Hiccup and Dagur were now best friends.

"Shall we get back? There's many men with many food stuffs."

"Yes! Let's get going."

Astrid looked down, seeing Valka's old wedding ring sat firmly on her finger. Hiccup's own was a simple silver band, because he didn't want to take it off for work and so they opted for plain to ensure nothing got stuck in any little fixtures or detailing. Astrid already had a cover for hers so her gloves would slip over the little green jewel inlay.

"You two are in my truck. Not having you escaping off into the distance to shag in some forest."

"Cami!"

Hiccup groaned into the hand now over his face as both his and Astrid's mothers looked vaguely traumatised. They both broke out laughing a minute later, taunting them further.

"Like we haven't all caught you in places you shouldn't be."

"Like your fathers garage"

"Or my kitchen"

"My car-"

"That was only a handjob!"

Astrid cut them all off, and apparently it worked. Cami was almost keeling over laughing, clutching her stomach and gasping for breath through the hysterics. She wiped tears from her eyes as Astrid joined in - Hiccup was still blushing as he often did whenever his mother talked about his sex life, even lightly.

"Right, come on before they try to kick us out."

Astrid's mother grabbed the dress in its fancy carrier, apparently eager to keep it pristine as she laid it in the back of her car. Heather jumped in with her, the now three Haddocks climbing up into Cami's huge truck.

"Is there any women at your house waiting?"

Astrid contemplated Cami's question, mentally running through them all.

"Dagur and his boyfriend. Uh... Justin. Mom's boyfriend. The brothers Grimborn. Throk. Gobber. Stoick. Oh! Stoick's new lady friend. And of course Heather's parents. We don't really like that many people... we did say you could invite your mom."

"And have her out drink every man before smashing something up and saying marriage is a waste of time? Pass. Don't worry Valka, my man's not there so we can be single ladies together."

"Sorry, Sven wouldn't let us invite Cloudjumper mom."

Hiccup ducked as his mother swatted at him with a laugh, truck pulling up next to mama Hofferson's car and a line of mostly trucks and muscle cars. Their driveway had never been so busy. A cloud of smoke and the sounds of sizzling met her ears as they approached the house, turning to her now-husband.

"Has your dad already started barbecuing?"

"Probably. The second he or Gobber sees somewhere you can cremate meat on a flame, they are all over it!"

"Men!"

Hiccup was presently outnumbered four to one and wisely kept his mouth shut. They stopped off in the house briefly to hang Hiccup's suit and Astrid's dress in their bags, then headed out to the back where everyone was waiting.

"Did she not leave you at the altar? Have I taught you nothing about men Astrid?"

Dagur grabbed her up in a hug, his boyfriend Al laughing nearby. Al was someone he had met at the gym, and Astrid was absolutely convinced their relationship consisted almost solely of them trying to outdo each others weigh lifts and measuring each others muscles. Still, Dagur was happy.

"There was no altar!"

"Shame. Guess that makes us brothers Hiccup. So you'll need to have a talk with Al about not breaking my heart even though he could bend those dainty legs of yours into a pretzel."

"Dagur, do be quiet."

He fell silent under Astrid's glare, allowing the other guests to come over and congratulate them. Stoick's new girlfriend Jane was nothing like Valka, broad and blonde and interested in monster trucks and steaks. It was probably lucky the woman didn't have a shy bone in her beefy body, as she'd had quite the family to come in to.

Then there was her mama Hofferson's boyfriend Ant (well, they'd been dating for almost as long as Hiccup and Astrid now) who had spent the first year terrified of Astrid, constantly trying to assure her he wasn't trying to be her father. Astrid already knew that.

Hiccup's boss, Throk, and his two colleagues Ryker and Viggo (brothers) took over watching the barbecue while Stoick and Gobber came to congratulate them. Justin stood to the side, smiling at his girlfriend as Heather bounced around happily cheering her best friend had gotten married.

"Are you still happy we did it like this?"

"Why do you ask?"

Leaning in to her now-husbands arms, Astrid looked up at him.

"Just checking, in case you wanted to redo it. I wouldn't say no to marrying you again."

She laughed as Hiccup kissed her hairline, fingers stroking beneath the back of her t-shirt where nobody could see.

"Today has been perfect. Well, almost perfect."

Hiccup frowned.

"Almost?"

"Mhmm. It'll be just perfect when we go relive our first time."

Astrid subtly indicated the barn - they had never emptied it, still an homage to Hiccup's teenage years and the start of their relationship.

"That'll be tough with everyone around."

"Not really."

Astrid sent the "go" text to Cami, who immediately caused a stir by taking off her shirt and running around screaming. The perfect momentary distraction to allow the two to slip away unnoticed.

"Cami was in on this?"

"She asked if there was anything she could do as our enabler for our wedding day. I said she could distract everyone while we vanished."

Hiccup laughed to himself as Astrid pulled him by his belt buckle toward the bed, only too happy to follow his wife. Gods, his wife. This blonde bombshell had voluntarily stood there and said she wanted to be his until they both made the trip to Valhalla. It was like a perfect dream.

There had been one change to the barn since they moved into the farm - Astrid had insisted they put a lock on the door. Hiccup couldn't help thinking she'd had this exact moment in mind when she did it.

"I love you."

"I love you too babe. Come on."

She laid down and pulled him on top of her, fumbling with his belt before hiking up his t-shirt to caress his torso. Astrid wasn't interested in a half dressed fumble, not letting up her assault on his clothes until they were both naked on the bed. He was sure the others had noticed and worked out why they'd gone, but his wife was naked and Hiccup didn't really care if the others were laughing.

The fire between them had never lost its heat, its intensity. Astrid always looked at him like he was king of the gods, made him feel it too with her hungry kisses and needy whimpers. She had never given him a seconds doubt that she wanted him. Their mouths matched each other perfectly, Astrid's fingers tangling in his uncontrollable hair as she gasped into his mouth.

"Gods Astrid, you're so perfect."

"Hiccup" she breathed his name in that way he could never resist "I need you."

It would be rude to deny his beautiful wife, reaching to part her thighs and Astrid spread them willingly, muscled legs wrapping around his narrow hips as Hiccup sank into her willing body. It never failed to take his breath away, never stopped being so intense he could barely contain himself at the first embrace of her all hot and soft around his cock.

"Uh, fuck you feel good inside me."

They couldn't be loud (not without traumatising their parents anyway) but it didn't matter, not when Astrid clung to his neck and muffled her moans against his skin. The vibrations tickled at him, followed by Astrid's nails clawing at his back with each thrust. She gasped when Hiccup tweaked her nipple, squeezed at her wonderfully soft and yielding breast. Hiccup buried his face in her neck, sucking a bruise at the base and feeling her nails scrabble over his scalp as her back arched.

"Mmm, harder babe. Mark me up."

She was always tempting him, trying to draw out the rougher side of him that got her hot. Hiccup tried to contain it, but that only made her try harder. Hiccup felt guilty leaving bruises on her; Astrid loved them. He bit down on her shoulder again, hearing her breath hitch in her throat as she gasped in pleasure. Her muscles clenched around him rhythmically, telling Hiccup she was close to the peaks of pleasure.

Ignoring the ache in his leg from the effort and exertion, Hiccup pushed himself to thrust a little faster, deeper and harder. Astrid responded to every one with a gasp, a moan, a curse or his name under her breath, her hips rolling up to meet them as she matched him beautifully.

"So close babe, so good..."

Hiccup could barely breathe, the heat was so overwhelming as he reached to rub her clit, desperate to make her come before he lost his mind. Astrid finally spasmed around him, biting at his neck and shoulder to quiet her cries of pleasure. Relieved to have ensured Astrid's satisfaction first, Hiccup let the heat consume him and shuddered against her, coming hard into his wife's receptive body with a guttural groan.

Lazing on his side next to her, Astrid's soft and sated blue eyes met his as she stroked down his sweat-damp chest.

"I love you."

"I love you too Astrid. I can't believe you married me."

"I can't believe you married me. You may not see it, but you're perfect to me."

Hiccup smiled, unable to suppress his happiness as he stroked along tattoo on her forearm, the one that matched his own.

"We should get back out there. It is our party after all."

Astrid pouted petulantly, reaching for his cock and Hiccup hissed as she stroked him while he was still sensitive.

"But this is more fun."

"Mmm, true but if we don't, there's several heavy built men outside who'll break down the door."

His cock began to swell in her hand, hungry for her touch.

"Not fair."

"I'll let you top tonight if we go outside now."

Astrid growled, reaching to grope his ass.

"I'm holding you to that."

They dressed, Astrid stealing his jeans and holding out a pair of shorts from the box of clothes in there. Everyone there knew about his leg scar, but Hiccup still didn't love it. Especially when he'd had scar revision on about half of it last year, some of it still reddish-purple.

"Please?"

"Fine. The things I do for you."

Astrid grinned, victoriously and happily. Hiccup put on the shorts, frowning at the thick line running up his leg. Warm fingers ran up the scar, a kiss placed on the side of his knee. Astrid loved him, scars and all.

As expected, everyone gave them a ribbing about vanishing off for half an hour, the bruises on both their necks fairly blatant symbols of their intimate activity. Hiccup immediately looked for his mother, seeing she was talking to Viggo and really hoping the look in Viggo's eyes wasn't what he thought it was. Not that he didn't think his mom could date again... he just didn't want someone who gave explicit details of his sex life at work to be able to talk about his mother of all people.

Time would tell he guessed.

Music filled the air and Hiccup recognised the song immediately - their song, Little Bit Love. Astrid leapt up and demanded a dance immediately, some of the other couples there already beginning to start. The ink across both their inner forearms had lyrics spelled out from that song, and Hiccup would never get enough of that fact.

His read "Only you and you alone"

Astrid's read "Only you can make me whole"

She pressed against his body, arms around his waist and kissed the base of his jaw, then sang the words lightly against his ear.

"Take my heart, my heart belongs"

"To you."

-HTTYD-

I hate writing weddings I always feel like it's artificial as fuck. Ah well. One more epilogue to go methinks. (am open to ideas for more before I call this story done, or obviously I'm always open to prompts for one shots)