Can we talk about the fact, that because of shipping Toothcup I can't watch the Httyd without feeling a little, well, uncomfortable? He, he, eh.
I have a RATHER big group (depends on what you're understanding as a big group; for me it's big) of people reading my FF, but at what cost;/
In the middle of nowhere, on the island where mountain views blended with those of the waterfront, the group of young adults had settled somewhere deeper in the woods surrounding them. All gathered around the bonfire were tending to themselves, each in their own way.
Leaning against the trunk of the fallen tree, Astrid sharpened her axe, occasionally tossing the stick that Stormfly was passing her. Snotlout, whose black hair fell over his eyes as he worked, focused on the paper before him, drawing some sort of hut.
The same as him, the two twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut, planned their staying, but in practical form, pointing at various spaces of the island. At some point came Fishlegs, with Meatlug by his side, carrying some rocks.
Immediately, he took in the sight of everyone and frowned. "Where is Hiccup?" he asked, detecting a lack of mentioned woman.
"I'll answer yer question with another one. Where is Toothless?" Astrid inquired, snorting.
"Weren't they havin' some tasks to do, like all of us?" Fishlegs mentioned, pointing at the rocks which he dragged with the dragonness, who growled, silently.
"They did them, already," Astrid explained and showed him the bucket full filled with a colorless liquid. "Water," she presented and pointed with her chin to the fire. "Wood."
"They're fast," Fishlegs pointed out, taking some of the weight off Gronckle's back. "What about yer dragons?" he asked, glancing from the twins to Snotlout.
"Chasin' themselves," Snotlout replied, before snapping and growling, "Weren't we supposed to keep an eye on them?"
"Who? Hiccup and Toothless?" Astrid snickered, rolling her eyes. "Are ya really so edger to follow Stoic's commands? I, on the other hand, came here to get away from them."
"I'm just sayin' they're alone and-,"
"And so what? You think they're fuckin' each other?" she ironized, smirking while observing the flush on Snotlout's face. "If they wanted to do that, they would have done it a long time ago already. I doubt Toothless would be bothered even by Stoick's presence."
As she joked, at the mention of the man's name, Stormfly, who had just come over to her, squealed, looking around. Instantly, Astrid groaned and took the stick sticking out of her mouth, before throwing it away, grumbling.
"What does she see in him?" she muttered, disgust overtaking her face.
Fishlegs asked, "Who? Hiccup?" as he fed Meatlug, who squirmed in pleasure.
"Stormfly, I meant Stormfly, but Hiccup too, and Ruffnut, apparently," she clarified and gagged, noticing the second-mentioned woman's doe eyes.
"The question is what are ya not seein' in him?" Ruffnut crooned, sighing. "He's so masculine, muscled, and wild-,"
"Appearance isn't everythin'. He's also a rude jerk and an asshole."
"Who cares?" Ruffnut cajoled and droned, crossing her arms, tight. "Lucky Hiccup," she mumbled, before barking, upset. "What does he see in her?!"
"Everythin', clearly," Tuffnut stated, tsking. "He's more in love in her than Fishlegs is in Meatlug, and that's somethin'."
"Hey!" Fishlegs yapped, before stroking the head of whining Gronckle. "I love ya far more than that brutal does," he whispered, hugging her and Meatlug licked his cheek, cooing.
"If it wasn't for Hiccup he would be mine," Ruffnut noted, raising her chin, proudly.
"My ass!" Tuffnut sniggered, squinting his eyes at his sister. "Toothless wouldn't even touch ya with a ten-foot pole. No man would," he laughed and stopped, while Ruffnut punched him, resulting in his fall to the ground. "Good one," he couched, painfully.
"The truth is I doubt if Toothless would touch anybody with a ten-foot pole with Hiccup nearby," Astrid declared, putting her weapon aside and leaning herself more comfortably. "I'm givin' them less than a year and they'll be gettin' married, for sure."
"Married?!" Snotlout shouted, straightening. "They won't get married! He's not for her," he muttered, looking away.
"Aw, protective over yer little cousin! How sweet...and disgustin'," Tuffnut commented, sitting upright on the ground.
"Guys, by the way, we're talkin' about their relationship. Do ya understand that once they get married, Toothless will officially become a future chief?" Fishlegs reminded them, and around fell a dead silence.
First, to end it was wide-eyed Tuffnut, panting. "We're fucked," he rasped, laying back on the grass and spreading his arms. "Who would've guessed Snotlout's warnings were correct?"
"Told ya all!" Snotlout yelled, sticking his chest, victorious. "The same way I'm tellin' ya we should go to make sure they're not-,"
"Somebody wants to get on our future chief's bad side?" Astrid yelled, suddenly.
Consequently, the twins, including Fishlegs, repeated the word "no" in unison, startled beyond belief. Running to the shore, the siblings disappeared from their view, and Fishlegs sat on the same terrified Meatlug before the two of them flew off.
Pleased, Astrid smirked at Snotlout who sunk into himself, and pouted, squirming her eyes at him. "If ya want to, ya may search for them yerself. I'm sure Toothless wouldn't mind," she suggested and chuckled, as Snotlout shook his head, defeated. "Hypocrite," she tsked, before once more focusing on her axe, proudly.
Walking through the wood, hoping to avoid the impact on the trees, Hiccup moved forward, with her eyes covered by Toothless's hands, while the man controlled the direction of their track. After a while, when the woman became impatient she groaned, peeking suddenly at him, uncovering the side of her eye, momentarily.
"Are we there, yet?"
"Hiccup, we have been walking for only a moment, now. We're close," he answered, pressing his hands harder into her eyes.
"Okay, but may ya, at least, unveil some secret!"
"Be patient, I was serious, saying it's not far from; look out, root," he alerted, stopping them, immediately. "Close your eyes."
Frowning, Hiccup did as ordered, and then, feeling the lack of weight on her eyes, she felt it on her arms, while Toothless lifted her gently and put her down away from the danger of tripping. Afterward, he hid her possibility of sight again, before returning to the stroll, while she snorted, annoyed.
"Really? Ye're so eager to make it a surprise?"
"A little surprise didn't harm anyone."
"Well, except for people prone to faintin', or people havin' heart problems, or-," she went on and paused when the leafy branch slapped her in the face.
"Oops, I focused so much on what you were saying, that I forgot to warn you," he chuckled amused, and gasped when Hiccup hit him in the stomach.
"Oops, I forgot ye're behind me," she mocked, smirking brightly to herself.
"You'd better watch it! Don't forget I am the one leading you," he snarled, tapping one of his pointing fingers on her forehead. "We might change the route at any moment."
"In a second I'll strangle ya from boredom!"
"Okay, okay, calm down, little killer," he appeased, and then kissed the top of her head, before halting them at the spot. "Here we are," he announced, taking his hands off her face.
Instantly, Hiccup's exhausted eyes widened as he took in the sight of every tiny detail of the surrounding scenery. Standing on the cliff, he observed the breathtaking panorama of a large forest, with an enormous mountain in the background.
Meanwhile, each of her senses was pleased, from sight, thrilled by the scenery, to touch, pleasured by the warm, blowing wind, to smell, satisfied with the soothing aroma of flowers around, and finally hearing, relaxed by the beautiful cooing of birds.
Eventually, she was woken up from her temporary loss of reality by Toothless, whose hand encircled hers, while his eyes glimpsed the same view she saw, smirking. "So, you like it?"
"It's the most beautiful sight that I have ever seen in my life," she declared, inhaling deeply, while closing her eyes.
He admitted, "I could argue about that," and as he glanced at her, she detected his stare on her, causing her to flush, but before she could reply, he continued. "Nothing compares to Nepenthe Island."
"No, nothin' is comparative to this view," she confessed, leaning her head and encircling her arms around Toothless's one arm. "Thank ya for bringin' me here."
"You're welcome, freckle," he reacted, smiling and relying his cheek on her head. "So, does that mean you don't want to strangle me, anymore?"
"Nah, ye're forgiven," she giggled, leering at him, smirking. "Also, yer fat neck makes it impossible to achieve that."
"Was that a compliment or an insult from your side?"
"Ya can choose between either version."
"And what if I said that I both hate and love you?"
"The same case, but fortunately for ya, me too," she nagged, and while Toothless chuckled, she gaped at him, before humming. "How did ya find that spot, anyway?"
"While searching for a good spot to gather some wood," he answered, looking ahead, "I was flying just above these trees and couldn't believe I had found such a place. Immediately, I knew that I had to show it to you."
"Since that, thank ya, again," she cajoled, tiptoeing, before kissing his cheek, "for thinkin' about me."
"I always do, sunshine," he concluded, before turning towards her. "However, the view wasn't the only reason I brought you here," he admitted and Hiccup turned herself to him, the same way he did, curious. "Since everyone has been making their own plans for huts, I thought that maybe, if we wanted to have a home together, we could, well, you know-,"
"Make it here?" She finished for him, and after he nodded, her face lit up. "That's a perfect idea," she replied, leaning her forearms on his shoulders. "Ya are perfect."
Upon hearing this, Toothless immediately crashed his lips into hers, and both melted at the taste of each other. Fighting for dominance, while their bodies got closer, to the point where Hiccup's hand cupped his cheek and his one kept the back of her neck, they kissed and parted only when neither of them could breathe.
Afterward, Toothless opened his mouth, but Hiccup stopped him, covering it with her hand. "Ya don't have to," she insisted and rolled her eyes when he began biting on one of her fingers, with wide, begging eyes.
As a result, she released him and he beamed. "I love you," he whispered, smiling broadly.
"I love ya too, sweetie," she responded, gaping at him and simpering, before heaving a sigh. "When has my life become so great?"
"I don't know when has your life, but I know exactly when my has" he commented, tightening his hold on her with one arm and tucking the strand of her hair behind her ear with another.
"Something tells me that we have similar reasons," she acknowledged, running her knuckles along his forehead, and thus, the line of his black hair, before exhaling, troubled. "Honestly, I often wonder if ya aren't too good for me, ya know?"
"Sweetheart, I think that I'm not enough for you, almost every day," he revealed and blamed himself when Hiccup winced, uneasy. "I don't know if that's good or bad, but I know that way, I'll always try to be the best version of myself, for you," he declared, before kneeling in front of her, much to her shock. "I'll give you all the best, my whole self, home, the entire, fucking world, anything, just so to be with you, every day."
"Toothless, all of that sounds wonderful, but ya don't have to, really," she replied, kneeling the same way he did. "The world isn't yers to give, nor mine to receive, but ours to share," she concluded, kissing his cheek, and giggling, noticing on it the darkest scarlet she had ever seen on him. "Too cheesy?"
"No, i-it was cheesy enough," he stuttered and inhaled, shakily, "at least to stop mine unaccustomed to affection heart."
"It'll be at peace someday," she assured, leaning her head against his chest.
"Like, after my death?"
"Like now, for example," she justified, glancing to the side at the woodland vista.
Following her gaze, Toothless leaned his head on hers, peeked at her, and smiled, loosened. "Like now," he repeated, gaping at the scenery, relaxed.