//Since I reached 950 followers, I'm going to have a small giveaway

pitchandkozmotis:

//Only for my lovely followers, ends tomorrow at midnight, and I will pick four winners.

First winner wins:

http://stormywinds13.deviantart.com/art/Just-a-Bunch-of-Monsters-Colored-Version-480647169

Pick a few favorite characters and I’ll draw something similar to this.

Second winner wins:

snowballs-n-funtimes whispered -- "I could never leave you, I love you too much!" 

childofdragons:

snowballs-n-funtimes:

childofdragons:

Hikke turned bright red, “I…oh wow.” He had never had anyone say something like that aside from Mother and it didn’t mean like that. “As…a mate or as a brother?” Wait. Don’t change the subject. “You have to though. You can’t stay here forever. What’s here for you?”

Jack tilted his head then and looked up with a soft hum. “Maybe one…like me? Sort of like me?” He wasn’t sure just what sort of dragon he was, but there were some that could breathe ice just like him. Perhaps one of them would be best suited for them as a couple? Perhaps they could find an egg of his Alpha’s dragon’s species?

He smiled slightly at the thought, lost in it until Hikke spoke about him having some himself. Jack blinked curiously and crossed his eyes as his mate leaned in and kissed at his nose. He gave a soft purring noise and nuzzled into him, licking along his jawline, smiling at the murmured words of flattery. "I don’t remember much about before….but..I was born this color…I think that’s why my mom sold me.." The witch had told him that plenty of times, that he was nothing but a thing, something to be sold off, but thankfully, Hikke and Valka had saved him. For that he would be eternally grateful.

☾     "Then we’ll look for something more ice friendly. I’m afraid to let you near the fire dragons as it is. Heh, might melt," he teased, nuzzling him.

"Your mother was an ass and didn’t know what she was giving up. Her loss is my gain…" He paused before continuing, "And if you keep that licking up, I’m going to be hard again." He didn’t want to get going with that just yet unless Jack asked for it. For now, he wanted to soak and relax with him, enjoy his company. "We could always take a short vacation if you wanted. Just the two of us to enjoy our mating before we do everything here again."

Jack gave him a slight smile when he commented about him melting. This was a reason why he stayed clear of the Monstrous Nightmares. It always scared him half to death how they set themselves on fire. He wasn’t sure if he would really melt, but if anything, he’d end up getting rather ill. 

Though the transformation had been painful and the torment afterwards agonizing, he was actually sort of happy he’d been sold off. He would have never met Hikke otherwise. "I still dream about that night….when you saved me. I still don’t know how you found me…but I’m glad you did." He ceased his licking and snuggled closer, giving a soft content sigh.

At the mention of a vacation, he perked up a bit, sitting up and smiling wide. "Really? That would be fun! Do….you think your mother would let us?" He nibbled his bottom lip a moment, glancing towards the entrance of the springs, before returning his gaze to his beloved mate.

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❄ Into The North ❄

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snowballs-n-funtimes:

Jokul looked over to the wall, giving a slight squint in the firelight, smiling slightly. The letters were a bit wriggly, almost like a youngster had written it, but it was still legible. “Sandy and Starshot?” He asked after he had read the words, giving the other a slight smile. “It’s nice to meet you both. I just wish it was under better circumstances.” He moved closer and then smiled at the sleeping dragon.

"He’s amazing by the way, I’ve never seen a dragon like him." Jokul smiled, aching to pet the creature’s nose, but he restrained himself, just watching as Sandy scampered here and there over the dragon to tend the poor thing’s wounds. "Don’t worry, when Drifa gets back and we get you guys to Burgess, we’ll get you both warmed up in the hot springs and get some proper food into you." Jokul reassured him.

Sandy clearly preened with delight at that, sitting up as tall as his short stature could boast  when he came back from tending to Starshot’s body. The large dragon opened an eye to peer at Jack before turning o sniff at him with large gusts of warm air. It was enough to tumble Sandy over if he wasn’t prepared for it.

The thought of being warm and foot was something he could get behind, especially with hot springs and earned Jack a very wide grin, eyes sparkling. If they were anything like the desert, he couldn’t wait to sink into it and finally be able to fully feel his limbs! Shifting to peer at what sky he could see, he squinted a little against the sun and wondered how long it would take? He didn’t like having Starshot hurt at all! Let alone hurt and cold for so long!

Jokul smiling slightly as Starshot studied him, flailing as he was snorted at, laughing as he managed to keep his balance. He lifted a gloved hand to ruffle his hair back into place, smiling a bit wider at the look the other had. “The healers use them a great deal, they’re very amazing, that I can promise.” He watched as the smaller man shifted to stare at the sky, leaning to do the same.

"It won’t be too much longer…I promise." He tried to reassure him, looking to the dragon. He hoped that Aster packed everything he needed. If this one was from somewhere warm, he would need to be kept so until he was well so that he wouldn’t get sick. His mind was already racing, trying to think of a place to keep Starshot. There were large warm caves that housed the springs that had large smooth plaforms. They could make a temporary nest for him there until he was well.

He glanced at the fire, his mind racing. They’d have to craft some armor to protect the dragon from the cold it they were to fly out. Otherwise, the poor creature would end up downed and injured again. True to Jokul’s word, it wasn’t long until a voice called. “JOKUL!” It rang loud as ther was the sound of dragon wings. The young chief perked and smiled to Sandy. “Hang on, help’s here..” He managed to get to his feet, moving to the entrance of the cave to meet with his second-in-command. Drifa was there, harnessed up along with six Gronkles instead of four. Jokul was rather grateful for the extra muscle and went about explaining the situation.

"Ah see…well Ah brought what ye asked fer. Y’gotta get the dragon out here tho.." He motioned to the large tarp rolled up on Drifa’s back, an old re-purposed sail. Jokul nodded and smiled, "Alright…you guys get the tarp set up and I’ll go get Sandy and Starshot.." He ducked back into the cave. "They’re here…do you think Starshot can make it out here? We’ll get him onto the tarp and fly him out to Burgess…" He said softly.

❄ Into the North (closed with hiccup-horrendous-haddock) ❄

hiccup-horrendous-haddock:

snowballs-n-funtimes:

"That’s pretty impressive.." He grinned slightly as he ate, rather hearty portions for a lad his size. The hall was filled with the villagers, quietly chatting and sharing food and drink. It was actually quite peaceful. He took a long drink of his mug of water and sighed, licking his lips with a nod. "Mhm~ I do a bit of work myself..not much in metal, but my father showed me how to make these." He nodded down to his boots. "Heh, we spend about seven or eight months of the year packed into ice, gotta get around somehow huh?"

A serving woman came by, leaving them more food and Jack smiled to her with a nod as he tucked into the bread, softening it with the juices of the reindeer meat. “Anything you wanna see while you’re here? I’m free for the rest of the night really. So I can show you around, introduce you to people, whatever you like.” He offered with a smile, grabbing a large hunk of roasted goose leg.

"Sorry ta intrude.." Aster said, coming up with two scrolls. "Got th’ agreement all ready ta sign. If ye’d both care ta read it?" He said, opening them both. Both said the same thing, but Jack nodded, wiping his mouth and hands, taking one and handing the other over to Hiccup as he read over it. It was a simple trade agreement, stating that in exchange for supplies to rebuild, Berk would trade goods that were not accessible to Burgess, like warm weather vegetables, sheep’s wool, among other things. Jack grinned slightly, Aster was always really good at making sure things were fair. "So? How’s it look Hiccup? Anything you wanna change?" He asked curiously, Aster putting down a lit candle and an inkwell with a goose feather in it. "If so, let us know. Aster can change it and bring it back."

Taking bites of the deer meat but still remaining eye contact as Jack talked about his skates. He swallowed before he replied, “That’s for sure! I would love to learn how you make them.” He made another shrug following it up with a goofy smile.

He smiled at the lady as she laid more food across the table. “Oh, thank you.” Hiccup mumbled with a tear in his eye so happy about all the food. “Anything I want to see? Hmm….” started to chew on some more meat as he processed the thought. “Any relics from your tribe?” He chuckled “Or maybe your favorite places to go. I’m really up for anything—” 

He stopped when Aster came over giving the agreements to both. He leaned back in his seat while he read the agreement, placing a finger on his chin and his scanned the paper. A small smirk formed from on corner of his lips placing the paper down on the table. “Seems like a solid deal to me.” doing his usual shrug. “That’s one good second in command you have there.” Gesturing to Aster, then grabbed the quill signing the papers with his left hand making sure he didn’t smear the ink. 

"Well, it’s done I signed my soul away." He teased.

Jokul laughed slightly as he took a long sip of his drink, smiling slightly at the other Chief. “I think I could show you my favorite places, as long as you do the same for me when I come to visit Berk hm?” He teased him with a slight nudge at his shoulder, taking another bite of reindeer stew.

The pale chief laughed slightly at the compliment of Aster. “Aw don’t flatter him too much, he’ll get a bigger head than he already has~” He gave a teasing grin to the greying man who gave him a sour look. “No bigger then yers.” He quipped in reply. Jokul gave him a laugh. “I’m teasing Aster…promise…” The man chuckled and shook his head a bit. “Jes’ sign the damn thing already..”

"Okay, okay…eesh. Mr. Bossy~" Jokul smirked and picked up the quill. "Well Hiccup, if it makes you feel any better…." He said as he signed his name carefully, pricking the end of his thumb with the quill and pressing it to the paper. "I’ve done the same thing…" Aster took the scrolls and switched them, giving Jokul’s to Hiccup and vise-verse. "Looks like we own one another’s souls now hm?" He teased, nodding to Aster who would bow slightly and turn to go put it into a safe place.

"After this, we need to head to my place. I have to feed Her Highness or she gets pouty at me." He smiled and sucked lightly at his thumb to stem the flow of blood before taking a drink of his wine. "I have plenty of fish so Toothless can have a good meal with her. Since you’re my guest, you can stay with me in my home until you want to leave." Jokul held his goblet out for a refill and finished his last bit of food, nudging the empty plate away.

Anonymous whispered -- “Alternate" (pegleg-hiccup) 

pegleg-hiccup:

snowballs-n-funtimes:

12. ๑ Mermaids AU

for pegleg-hiccup

It was another beautiful day, Jack stirring from the small hole that he had made his home. The pale merboy poked his head out, the fins on either side of his head flicking gently as bright blue eyes scanned for any danger. Once he was sure that he was safe, he smiled and with a powerful stroke of his tail fin he was out like a shot. The seas were calm today, bright and blue. The fish swam about contentedly, parting easily for the pale merboy as he made for the surface.

Jack knew he had to be quick, should he linger too long, his coloring would give him away and he might be injured by a shark or worse. He longed to reach his favorite spot, to lay out on the rock and bathe in the sun and perhaps have something tasty to eat, since his favorite spot was a good home for oysters.

Reaching the rock, he circled, using the claws of his webbed fingers to pry off a good handful of the shellfish, holding them close to his chest before slowly swimming to the surface with effortless flicks of his tail. His torso broke the surface first and he placed his bounty on the rock, digging his claws in to hoist himself up onto it with strong sweeps of his tail. Perching there, he sighed happily, ruffling his wet white hair before picking up an oyster, using claws and sharp teeth to force it open to get at his breakfast.

It was such a lovely relaxing day that he didn’t notice that he was being watched.

Hiccup threw the other a curious look at the mention of not having a school himself. Retreating his hand, he shifted to make himself comfortable on the rock. “I’m glad myself…” He chuckled, nodding as he watched the merman slid of the rock and back into the water.

His tail flicked against the settled water beneath him. He waited until Jack had returned to the surface. A fair amount of mixed shellfish, oysters and mollusks. Blinking at it, a hand went to his stomach while he stared at it.

"You don’t mind do you?" However it tone didn’t sound angry, but gentle. A smile of his own spared across his lips, until he caught the other glancing at his tail. There was curiosity in his eyes. But Hiccup had also took note of Jack’s unusual colour, it would have been an explanation for why he didn’t have his own school.

Hesitantly, he reached over to take an oyster. Eyes once again observing Jack while he was chilled back against the rock. “Do usually like to be out in the open?” He asked, finding himself suddenly interested about the other.

"No, not at all~" Jack said with an airy wave of his hand before it joined the other behind his hair, his tail swishing and curling lazily. "Help yourself, I’m already full." He closed his eyes, the fins on his face fluttering gently as he laid there, content as could be. He was full, the sun was warm and the ocean spray was cool and kept him from the overheating.

"Hm? I usually come up every time I eat. I like to lay in the sun." He said with a slight shrug, rolling over. He stretched out, one arm out on the cool stone as he opened his eyes to regard him with a slight smile. "I don’t really care if anyone sees me…" He gave a slight shrug of his shoulders. "I can defend myself if I have too." Jack had gotten a pretty metal staff from a shipwreck. It was crooked in a strange way, but it had served him well in protecting himself from sharks and other mers.

At the moment it was in his cove, since he had been to hungry to grab it on his way out. Jack was actually sort of glad of it, if he had had a weapon, poor Hiccup might have been too afraid to come near him. “You can come here again if you like….if someone’s at your usual spot, I don’t mind if you come get something to eat here.” He remarked with a slight smile as he watched him eat the food he’d brought him.

snowballs-n-funtimes whispered -- "I could never leave you, I love you too much!" 

childofdragons:

snowballs-n-funtimes:

childofdragons:

Hikke turned bright red, “I…oh wow.” He had never had anyone say something like that aside from Mother and it didn’t mean like that. “As…a mate or as a brother?” Wait. Don’t change the subject. “You have to though. You can’t stay here forever. What’s here for you?”

Jack trilled softly as he was washed up, his wings flexing and widening as those careful fingers smoothed up and down the sensitive area between them. He tilted his head curiously as Hikke spoke of hatchlings and he smiled warmly at that. “All of the little ones are sweet. I think ones that like us both would be best…” There were some of the little ones that favored Jack over Hikke and vise-verse; there were even some that snubbed them both in favor of Valka. If they were to adopt some little ones of their own, Jack wanted to make sure that they would be able to be on an equal level with them.

The half-dragon’s hands slowly slipped over his mate’s skin, his eyes following their path before he leaned in and pressed soft kisses to the cute freckles there. He loved his Alpha’s spots, they were so fetching~

☾     "I was just curious if we had a preference on what kind or not." Honestly, he didn’t care what kind of dragon they were…but he figured a dragon that was closer in species to what Jack had been made into would be best. They’d be able to relate to one another a little more easily and Jack could teach them how to use their abilities.

Hikke watched him touch the freckles and kiss them, all with a smile at his mate’s gentle acts. “You have some too, you know. Right along here.” He lifted his face and kissed his nose. “They’re hard to see though without the right lighting.” He thought they were an adorable feature on Jack, something to break up the paleness of his skin. “And I swear the moon kissed you or something to get your skin to look this beautiful.”

Jack tilted his head then and looked up with a soft hum. “Maybe one…like me? Sort of like me?” He wasn’t sure just what sort of dragon he was, but there were some that could breathe ice just like him. Perhaps one of them would be best suited for them as a couple? Perhaps they could find an egg of his Alpha’s dragon’s species?

He smiled slightly at the thought, lost in it until Hikke spoke about him having some himself. Jack blinked curiously and crossed his eyes as his mate leaned in and kissed at his nose. He gave a soft purring noise and nuzzled into him, licking along his jawline, smiling at the murmured words of flattery. "I don’t remember much about before….but..I was born this color…I think that’s why my mom sold me.." The witch had told him that plenty of times, that he was nothing but a thing, something to be sold off, but thankfully, Hikke and Valka had saved him. For that he would be eternally grateful.

snowballs-n-funtimes whispered -- ✾ 

basicallydragonbait:

basicallydragonbait:

My muse wearing bondage gear

snowballs-n-funtimes


He had to say, it wasn’t his usual choice in clothing options, but the leather was kind of nice. As Hiccup turned, inspecting himself as he twisted himself around to try and see how the tight shorts flattered his backside, the thick straps snug around his torso and wrists. Not the easiest thing to climb into, the buckles and belts set in a complex set of crisscrosses and loops. His cheeks were flushed at the feeling of them against his freckled skin, still shocked by his choice to even put the thing on.

It wasn’t until he glanced back towards the small mirror propped against his desk that he caught the flicker of movement and spun hurriedly. On instinct his hands flailed to cover himself with hands that did little to help. “This isn’t what it looks like!” Smooth, totally believable.

Nodding, Hiccup made the silent promise to dig through the forum and websites provided at some point soon. Not that he’d been completely interested in that topic previously, but, well let’s just say he had a much more vested interest in getting to know more about it. He had the equipment for it, he might as well know more about it. Besides, it seemed fascinating. Worth a check at least.


Oh. Hands on lessons with a very firm set of knowledgeable pale hands. That was quite a mental image, one he certainly wouldn’t be able to shake as those same surprisingly cool hands rested on his shoulders, moving to his hair after a moment. “Okay, that’s actually pretty reassuring.” His smile twitched up at a sheepish corner. “I’ll have to keep that in mind in case I come up with anything else that ends up with me in some sort of knots or lost down some crazy spiral on the forums. ” It was far easier to laugh at the awkwardness of the situation than linger on it. At least Jack made it easy to find something funny in it.

"Ah, yeah I should…probably find some clothes too," Hiccup added, looking down at himself for the first time and wrapping an arm around his own bare midriff.

Once his roommate had evacuated, Hiccup hurriedly peeled off the tight leather, tossing it to one corner he could ignore it in. He opted for loose pajama pants and a T-shirt instead, he didn’t plan on going anywhere. The harness came next, hung nicely and pushed aside to the furthest point in his closet. Not that he was entirely ashamed by it, just, unwilling to have someone unwittingly catch sight of the article. The fact that Jack had seen it was bad enough.

Comfortable again, Hiccup settled back down at his desk, flipping his laptop open. For a while he genuinely tried to do his homework, he really did, but the pages of information, online text books blurring together. All the while his gaze kept flicking back down to the piece of paper with those websites written on it. And eventually he gave in, quietly typing in the addresses.

And he was hooked.

Information, stories, life encounters of the very steamy variety flashed across his screen. Photos of members and their partners, instructional pieces, artistic ones….there were a lot more than he was expecting. Every refresh of the page seemed to bring deeper color to his face again. Really it was a shock his blood pressure wasn’t going to be permanently damaged.
And then a flash of pale skin caught his attention, a shock of nearly translucent hair over graceful limbs, and the dark starkness of black leather.

He knew that face too well not to recognize it at once. Granted Jack had said he frequented those sites, but he didn’t expect to actually see….well….this much of Jack.

There was actually a rather good number of pictures that had been uploaded by a since deactivated account. The one that Hiccup had stumbled upon was his roommate in a rather lovely position, settled on his knees on a dark wooden floor, laced into a dark leather corset, blindfolded and gagged. His arms were behind him, wrapped in a strange leather contraption that went up the whole of his arms.

The end of a riding crop was settled against his cheek, held by a tall, lean man who had sharp aristocratic features hidden by a masquerade mask. His hair was slick and black, his eyes sharp, possessive and golden. Jack was marked here and there with bruises and bitemarks over his shoulders. There were many others, some with him in various states of undress and dress alike. One constant was a black leather collar with a snowflake tag that was around his neck.

There were more than a few pictures, some much more explicit than others, some taken from the point of view of the man who had once ‘owned’ Jack but it seems as though it had gotten a bit too severe for the albino’s liking. Then, the pictures shifted to ones Jack had uploaded himself, him being on the boss end this time around, posted before the ones with the dark intimidating man. His partner was a surprisingly strong looking man with tribal flower tattoos on his arms and salt and pepper hair. They seemed to switch roles from time to time, sometimes Jack was in charge, other times, the other man was. Seems that this one had been much much nicer, their romps starting out tame and grew more adventurous. The last picture was Jack in a harness similar to the one Hiccup had bought, and there was a year gap between the albums.

Jack of course had no idea that the pictures were still up there, he hadn’t visited the forum in so long. He hummed lowly as he flipped to a clean page and forced himself to actually focus on his sketching for the class. He finally managed to finish them and groaned, tossing the book onto the coffee table. “Ugh, that was wretched.” He huffed and rolled over onto his feet to head to the kitchen. After all that work, he needed a  snack.

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geislun:

☀ — from the sidebar’s ‘recommended’ blogs.
♫ — from the like/reblog notes in a post.
— from a post on someone’s blog.
☼ — from a post on the dashboard.
☯ — from someone’s blogroll.
✘ — from a tag search.
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Assassin’s Creed!AU. Designing Jack’s outfit was actually fun ;w;, though hard at the same time xD. AC is one of my FAVORITE game series, so I’m very excited for Unity ;w;. And I always wanted to draw Jack as an assassin :3.

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