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may 5th! un: eren

[usurpers]

Hiccup
Her
Hey
How diid you do those things in your hair ?

[thisisamazing]

did i have something in my hair?
oh wait
do you mean the braids?

voice; backdated

[galrad]

[ Shiro has been gone for days.

Keith knows what's happened, but he doesn't want to believe it- doesn't want to admit it, and even though he knew that it was... for the best. It didn't make the heartache of his shattered bond any easier.

For days, Keith's felt like he's dying, and has tried to ignore it. Grieving in a way he doesn't dare name. He needed to think, he needed to figure this out, he needed... ]

Hey uh. Look, I don't want you to worry but.

...

[ He was glad he hadn't turned on the video function; didn't think he could stand it, knew how his eyes burned, and he wiped at his face, walking deeper and deeper into the woods, deeper towards the infection. ]

I might be gone for a little while, take care of Kosmo for me until I get back okay?

[thisisamazing]

[Hiccup had noticed, when Shiro had stopped coming around. He'd been by so often that it was hard not to notice, and at first, he'd wondered what it meant, but then... Well, it was only a matter of time until he figured it out. Since then, he's been worried about Keith and how he's been handling it, but he hadn't wanted to press.

He's thinking, when he gets this message, that maybe he should have pressed. Maybe he should have been a little more insistent on him talking it out.]

You know that does absolutely nothing to make me not worry? [Going off alone after something like that, how can he not worry about his friend?] Where are you going?

VOICE | AUG 22ND

[starseedling]

Hi Hiccup! This is Steven. You know how to make weapons, right? If you do, let me know, because I think I might need one.

[thisisamazing]

Yeah, yeah I just- finished building up my workshop about a month ago. [He sounds a little sleepless, a tiny bit more nasally than usual. It's fine. He's fine.] What do you need?

Voice | Mid-August, probably?

[wiggleon]

Hello?

Is this- Have I reached Hiccup?

[Look, he's new at this, he never even used a smartphone. He's trying.]

[thisisamazing]

[Look, Hiccup definitely gets it. The watches were an adjustment for him too. He picks up pretty much immediately.]

Yes, hello! I'm here! [It's still so novel to be talking to someone in real time that isn't anywhere near him.] This is... Aziraphale? I think I recognize your voice.

Letter

[newtralize]

To my Bonded,

I should apologize for the initial scare. We weren't quite expecting for it to work when it did. I'm quite fine, though I can't say the conditions are particularly enjoyable. I'm getting on by, but I find that I feel like staying in a single place is safe.

Don't worry, I've had a friend deliver this letter. I don't believe it would be safe for me to approach myself.

The city is really quite gloomy isn't it? I thought London could be rather dreary, but I think I much prefer it. Though, perhaps that's me being rather biased given it is my home.

Nothing particularly interesting to note. It's really what you expect at the moment. I'm a tad wary to use any other form of contact, but I imagine that something more physical than our bond may assuage any concerns.

I hope you're doing well.

PS. I hope you don't mind giving letters to my brother. I feel like it would be beneficial. Perhaps for my own peace of mind.

N.S.

text;

[gunsmithed]

I suppose I should apologize in advance for the amount of time I'm likely to be monopolizing your forge.

[thisisamazing]

you don't have to apologize for that, i don't mind. it's kind of nice having company.

my

my roommate's gone, so. it's just me and toothless out at the edge.

A gift or two

[sing_for_me]

[ Alex has left a small bag containing a notebook and pen and two leathery toys in the shape of fish. One big, one small. ]

I hope this is useful to you, and I hope toys are okay for the dragons.

-Alex

modranicht gift;

[wiggleon]

[Hiccup gets a handmade bookmark. Aziraphale usually relied on miracles to get this kind of thing done, so it's rather... well. It's far from perfect, but that's the charm of handmade gifts isn't it?

Hiccup may notice a little mark on the bookmark, a rune to be activated. If Hiccup activates it by simply touching it, he'll find that the bookmark actually has a spell written into it. Just like Aziraphale's reading glasses, the bookmark has a divination translating spell imbued into it, and every page he marks with it will be readable to him, no matter the language.

...And also a pretty ugly sweater. Don't look at me, you asked for this.]

Modranicht gift

[thejoyrider]

[The package left on his doorstep contains a plate of homemade cookies from Marie and a fresh lily flower.

“Happy Holidays! We are not friends yet but I hope we can become friends in the coming year.” is what the attached note says]

Action; Forward dated

[newtralize]

[It's been a few days and things had returned to normal. Well, as normal as things can get. Nothing had really changed at all. They still did the same things and kept the same schedule. Yet, it feels like everything has changed at the same time. Perhaps Hiccup will always notice now. The way that Newt's gaze might linger on the other just a tad too long or just the way that he looks at the other was of someone completely smitten.

On the other hand, maybe Newt had looked at him that way and the other just didn't notice.

For all that is great though, there's just that underlying feeling that things aren't as great as they seem. Not that there's any issues between them, but just that there's this feeling where Newt is fraying at the ends. Perhaps he doesn't notice or maybe he's trying to ignore it and tuck it away.

There's just that feeling that something needs to happen because the man certainly can't keep going on as though everything is normal. Still, he tries.

They haven't talked particulars about sleeping arrangements. Though, maybe it's not a subject they can really breach at the moment. A want to not try and rush things and just because Newt valued his privacy. Sharing a sleeping space wasn't quite the same as falling asleep on the floor with Greg or the petalpups. He hadn't really shared a space with anyone since the Great War. Well, there was the time with Jacob, but they didn't really sleep. He can't really count that at all.

He wants to urge the other to just sleep in a bed instead of the sofa though. They could repurpose Theseus' room. Hell, they could just make him a room. Yet, the other decidedly just prefers the sofa. Newt wonders if it's because it's easier for Hiccup to hear when he ends up out and about at odd hours; sleep alluding him.

Newt finishes placing tea cups and saucers into the cabinet and watches as the tea tray has floated itself back to settle on the counter for next use. It's getting late, and while Newt would like to burn the midnight candle, he knows that the other will usher him off to rest.] Do you need anything before I turn in, Hiccup?

[thisisamazing]

[Hiccup has almost forgotten what a new relationship feels like. He's only ever had the one before, and it was vastly different from this. Not that that's a bad thing - he's happy with where they are, as a couple. They're learning things about each other, and the awkwardness has faded to something different and lovely. Something that isn't wholly comfortable yet, but isn't uncomfortable either, just- new. He can feel settled with 'new'. Now that things are out in the open, he's definitely noticed Newt's little glances, the looks he sends his way. Newt has probably noticed in turn the way Hiccup is a little more physical, reaching out to touch an arm or a shoulder as they pass, settling a hand on his waist when they're standing at the kitchen counter together, Hiccup leaning up to get something from a high cabinet. Steadying him if they bump against each other, or one of the animals gets too rowdy. He tries not to surprise him with those little touches, but otherwise they're unconscious, just a manifestation of his affection.

But he's not so oblivious that he hasn't noticed the way Newt sometimes seems on edge, like he's waiting for the other shoe to drop. After everything he's been through, and after not letting himself break down over it, Hiccup isn't surprised - and he's concerned. He knows that Newt needs to release some of that pent-up... whatever, but unfortunately, he also knows it's something that can't be rushed.

So they take things slow, and Hiccup tries not to startle him with his touches, tries to be affectionate and present but not smothering. He sleeps on the couch in view of Newt's door, Inferno on the floor next to the couch and hopes he provides some sense of safety. (He'd never dream of suggesting he sleep in Theseus's room, that seems like an intrusion, and he doesn't want to be that while they cohabitate.) This way, too, yes - he can subtly keep track of how much sleep Newt may or may not be getting.

And if he's honest, he hasn't gotten used to sleeping away from Toothless. The big dragon likes to lay out next to the couch, hugging Hiccup's prosthetic when he sheds it for the night, while Sharpshot curls up on the arm at his head. The two dragons are already asleep tonight, in their places.

It is definitely getting late, and while Newt puts away the dishes and the tray, Hiccup leans in to press a brief, gentle kiss to the corner of his mouth.] No, I'm alright. Do you need anything?

February 13th midday!

[zewu_jun]

[After the exchange and learning about Hiccup's custom of sharing food, Lan Xichen feels it is really only proper to repay him in kind. After all, if it is what people do as a gesture to their neighbors, he should be able to show Hiccup that he too can be a good neighbor and follow his example.

He may or may not have completely disregarded the part where Hiccup told him specifically that he did not have to repay him. That, Xichen felt, could be optional.

So he shows up at the Forge the next day, bringing with him some freshly made dishes from nearby restaurants that provided take away options, a few bakery items (he had to track down the bakery from before, but he managed it), a few fish hung on a long reed and one small bird he painstakingly managed to snare early that morning at daybreak. He brings his gifts with him in a small box like Hiccup had, dragon offerings hanging below on their lines, and waves to catch the viking's attention when he can.]

Chief Hiccup! [His far too white robes are getting a little sooty at the edges. The man clearly does not dress for forge visits often.]

[thisisamazing]

[Lan Xichen please tie up your robes in a forge.

The sound of metal pounding on metal echoes out of the forge, and Sharpshot is the one who comes out to greet Xichen, scuttling out from under a table and stopping just a few feet in front of him, rearing back on his hind legs and squawking pointedly. Those buggy eyes might be fixed on the swaying line of fish and the dead bird. His tongue flops out, licks his eyeball, sucks back into his toothy little mouth. Hungry.

Sharpshot is about to pounce for that bird when Toothless fires a gentle blast at his feet, not near hitting anybody, but making a point nonetheless. Sharpshot squawks again and scuttles back into the forge, clawing his way up Hiccup to perch on his shoulders.]

Huh? [Hiccup sets down the hammer and looks up, smiling when he recognizes the other man and waving.] Zewu-jun, hi! Hey! What- What's all this?

voice | march 31st

[weiward]

Hiccup! I need your help! It's about the plant you gave me - no one licked it, I promise. They bit it.

Do you think it's poisonous?

Oh, it's Wei Wuxian.

[thisisamazing]

Huh? Who- who bit it and why? [Never mind that's not what he asked.] I mean, no, I- I don't think it's poisonous. If it was the guards wouldn't have let them through?

Is it still alive, or...?

[video]

[turmoiling]

[Hiccup's public post was interesting, but Jin Guangyao isn't so sure about the prospect of public messaging, and much more faith in his in-person abilities. On the other hand, it's quite a long walk to where the Forge is. Time to test the more technologically advanced messaging features of the device.

With a quick glance at the user name before turning it on, he looks a little apologetic from the start.]

Hello, Young Master Hiccup? Or is it Haddock? I'm quite sorry to have ask, but am I coming through properly?

[video]

[thisisamazing]

You're coming through just fine! [In video like this, he definitely gives the impression of being young and eager, and the background behind him must be the forge for the way everything is a bit sooty and there are tools hanging from the rustic walls.] Just Hiccup is fine, really. [Not this Young Master stuff again, honestly. People are so formal. And he doesn't recognize that face, so it must be someone new?]

What can I do for you?

[newtralize]

[Possibly the most frustrating thing of all is never knowing when you're going to wake up and someone was gone in this place. While it was just the reality of this place, Newt found that it wasn't any less difficult to swallow at times. Perhaps he would struggle less with this had he been able to connect with others more easily (or maybe it would be worse if he could). Either way, losing people had been a struggle. It's difficult.

So when he checks on Theseus and finds his room as though the man hadn't resided there, he decidedly doesn't think about it. He goes about his day. He considers what Theseus and Hiccup want for dinner. He knew it in his heart that the other was gone, but he didn't want to quite accept it. They still had to mend their relationship. There were so many things they still had to talk about.

It wasn't so hard for Hiccup to pick up Newt's distress. Honestly, Hiccup possibly could notice it better than Newt could himself. Newt was so adamant about trying to be okay even when he was falling apart at the seems and Hiccup was just a steady rock for him.

And Hiccup does well to distract him from some of his worries (and responsibilities). Newt appreciates it, really. Though, perhaps appreciates it a little too much this time around.

They're covered in sweat and cum; bare skin pressed against bare skin. Honestly, he doesn't know how Hiccup has so much stamina at times. Newt was pretty sturdy, but the other still seemed to manage to exhaust him at times. And maybe he should have noticed that he had pushed himself too much today.

His body aches and shakes and he doesn't know how long they've gone for. Just that he can't even push himself up; limbs unable to take his weight to prop himself on even his elbows. His voice comes out hoarse and quiet (he was surprisingly very loud for a generally quiet man).] H-Hiccup. [He still wants the other. To be embraced by the other and filled by the other, but- I-I can't- I- [He feels like he's been dialed up and everything is so sensitive and Merlin he can't even push himself into a sitting position.] I'm sorry, I can't. [It comes out more like a whimper.]

[thisisamazing]

[It wasn't hard at all to pick up on Newt's distress, or to figure out where it was coming from. The mirrors are fickle - they give and they take away again, and sometimes, feeling through the bond what it does to Newt to see his brother and to have his brother taken away, he's glad that no one else from Berk has ever set foot in this city. He can't imagine how hard it would be to have someone and lose them so soon.

Newt doesn't like to admit when he isn't okay. Hiccup can't force it, he knows, so he just stays close, does what he can to be a good partner, offers up a distraction when it's wanted. Physical closeness and touch, a reminder that Newt isn't alone - he may not have his brother but he still has his partner.

Draped over him, sweaty and sticky and skin to skin, Hiccup trails his mouth down along the column of his throat, hard again, pressed against Newt's hip. It's probably the third time tonight? He can't keep track. They've been lost in each other for a little while now, everything else attended to and put out of mind. He comes back to himself a little bit when he feels the way Newt's limbs tremble and his voice rasps, nuzzles his face against his throat and pets a hand soothingly down his bare side.

It's been a little much, hasn't it?]

It's okay. [He whispers back, voice a little rough, shifting up to kiss his mouth instead, sweeter now, demanding nothing, despite the fire that still burns in him and the ache in his sensitive cock. He could try to wait for his erection to go down, but it'll be a distraction and he needs to focus on Newt.] I can- I can take care of myself this time. Just- hold on a minute, and I'll-

video;

[taciturnly]

( he's meant to poke for a while, but when it rains it pours, and lan wangji has only just started swimming back up. here, the second jade of lan politely bows, clad in white and pale blues. )

Young Master Haddock. ( he only knows your name because his brother told him! ) I am Zewu-jun's brother, Lan Wangji. Do you have a moment to spare?

[thisisamazing]

[Ah, yes, he can definitely see the resemblance - and hear it in the odd formality everyone from Zewu-jun's world seems to use.] Just Hiccup is fine! Really. No- no need for formalities with me. [Another small skirmish in the courtesy war begins.]

Sure, of course! I've always got a minute for the brother of a friend. [Zewu-jun is a friend, he thinks. Of sorts. The man cracked his anvil, he gets to deal with being friends with Hiccup.]

video; beginning of the month

[zewu_jun]

Chief Hiccup, may I trouble you with a request? I promise it will not involve any destruction of your tools.

[thisisamazing]

Yeah, of course. What do you need? [Don't mind the almost nauseating background-in-motion, if he's awake he's almost always doing something.]

<LindenTailor>; text

[hearthebell]

[The message is a bit halting. It takes a long time to come through.]

i need help

i can pay.

[It's been long enough since they've spoken that L doesn't feel it's a mere favor he can ask for. Still, with Hiccup's clear inventive ability regarding prosthetics, he's the clear forerunner in L's rolodex of possible solutions for his current problem.]

voice

[thisisamazing]

[There's a name Hiccup hasn't seen in a while. Not since he saw the man himself, twitchy and distracted, at the masquerade in November. He switches over to voice because he's in the forge, like usual, working on some delicate parts and he doesn't want to have to pause.]

What do you need help with?

un: jaeger

[usurpers]

Hiccup?

[thisisamazing]

eren? hi, hey! what's going on?

[Audio] un: Linden Tailor

[hearthebell]

[L speaks somewhat slowly and carefully. Having one's tongue torn in half by a chimera's claw has necessitated learning how to enunciate all over again, even with the help of healing magic, and he's still regaining his confidence when using his voice over the watches.

It's a far cry better than the last time he contacted Hiccup, however, even if some of his consonants don't come out perfectly crisp and precise.]

With respect for your work's projected timeline, I was wondering how it was coming along.

[While he's adapted decently to having no fingers, by this point, his limitations without them are still dramatic. Patience has posed another challenge.]

[thisisamazing]

[The sounds of the forge are audible in the background when he picks up, roaring flames and clanging tools. He sounds distracted, not nearly so chipper as normal.]

Hm? Yeah, yeah, it's just about done. I can- do the final polish and oiling and have it delivered tomorrow. They'll need to be charged up when you get them, but that's easy, you just have to push magic into the engravings inside.

[He'd do it himself, but his magic is a bit on the fritz right now as he adjusts to being Bondless for the first time in months. Still, the enchantments themselves should work just fine.]

video;

[deadvotional]

[ If there's anything Hua Cheng knows how to do, it's get information. He may not bother with niceties most of the time, but he can deploy them well, when needed. It doesn't take many conversations to land himself with a name, once he's finally given in and admitted the possible need for one.

The devices are still a bit more uncertain, which might be why the image that appears is a bit off-center. Hua Cheng bows anyway. ]

You pardon, young master, but I'm told you are something of the expert when it comes to swords.

[thisisamazing]

[Hiccup picks up right away, the sounds and sight of the forge in the background. It fumbles a moment as he gets it set up at the right height so he doesn't have to hold it.]

Just Hiccup is fine! [No more courtesy wars. Never again. He knows the signs now.] I don't know if I'd say an expert, but, uh, I guess when it comes to forging them! Out of the Mirrorbound anyway. What can I do for you?

Action; last full moons day during Samuin

[moneytwin]

[ Not being a tiny dragon was a mixed blessing. It had been nice to curl up on people, fit places where she might be otherwise unable. To sneak about like a feathery cat. But this larger size felt better, felt more correct, and careful circles are flown above the Forge as she spirals down for landing.

That, at least, she can manage with some grace now, albeit a heavy drop of her hind quarters. None can blame this dragon for looking pleased with herself. ]

Percy? Hiccup?

[ Her voice rumbles as she marches over the forge and nudges open one of the windows designed for the dragons to peer on through. Well, that probably wasn't the original intent, but that's what Vex is using it for now. ]

Anyone here?

[thisisamazing]

[Hiccup is working, as usual. It's been good to take his mind off of what's been going on lately, and how he's gone for a while without a Bond now. It's not at a dangerous level, but he's already felt some of the insomnia that leads him usually out here to the forge, day or night, to indulge himself in the comforting feeling of heat and the tang of hot metal as he pours and pounds.

He takes off his gloves as he heads to the window, but Toothless pokes his nose out ahead of Hiccup, rumbling a purring greeting. Hiccup laughs as he leans his forehead against the side of his familiar's scaly head, and then turns to Vex, smiling.]

Percy's out I think? But, uh, I'm here. What's up? Wow, you're bigger than last time I saw this form! That's good, right?

Modranicht! - Dragon Presents

[moneytwin]

[ The dragons get a large delivery of fresh fish the day before Modranicht itself kicks off, with enough left over from an initial feast to be safely stored in cold lockers.

Hiccup may notice that Vex has gone out of her way to select ones she's noticed they prefer on trips where she's accompanied them for food as a dragon herself. ]

Modranicht - Gifts for Hiccup!

[moneytwin]

[ There are two presents for Hiccup! The first is wrapped in bright paper, flat and rectangular, though not thin. When opened, Hiccup will find a new sketchbook, leather bound and a reflective red sigil embossed on the cover - a glyph that indicates the thick pages within are spelled against fire and general damage. All the better for working in the forge, or on the go with dragons!

The second is a thin brown box, tied closed with a silver ribbon. Inside, Hiccup will find one of Vex's iridescent dragon feathers, teal fading into a sky blue at the tip. The end of it has a silver dragonscale set on a clasp; he can hang it from armor, from a strap of leather or chain around his neck, or fix it to something else as he sees fit.

A small note card is tucked inside the box: ]

I thought this would be a good way to commemorate our Bonding, and our friendship.

(It's also spelled so that being chewed on by baby dragons won't cause it any damage.)

Happy Modranicht!

-V.

Modranicht gift

[thejoyrider]

[On the day of the holiday, a plate of homemade cookies and a sample of herbal tea mysteriously appears on his doorstep. The wrapping is decorated with a fresh lily flower (actually a Fae magic product, designed to fade away from existence in a few hours) and a ribbon. The attached handwritten note reads as follows:]

Happy Modranicht! Let’s have another great year here in Aefenglom!

M⚜️