Current Residence: Is living as your shirt! >|
Favourite genre of music: Heavy Metal And Rock any thing that you can rock out to and i do that very badly... ^^'
My EyesStanding by sena you stared up at the Statue of Liberty and watched Hiruma at the top.My Eyes by Bladesan
"What is he doing up there?" Mamori asked.
You shook your head and stared up at him.
"Hi! You must be the guys from Japan!" You herd over to your left.
You were greeted with a big SHINNY smile from a boy that stood in front of Yamato.
Your eyes widen at the site.
A scream ripped through the air as you dropped your bags and held your eyes.
"ACK! MY EYES HURT!"
Mamori came running to your side holding you still.
The boy named Hakkinen turned and watched you.
"Is she going to be ok?"
Yamato smiled and laughed.
"Oh she'll be ok!"
Hakkinen nodded watching you.
"If he smiles at the line-men they better be wearing sun glasses!"
Hiccup X Reader - Arranged marriages (part 5)Hiccup X Reader - Arranged marriages (part 5) by GhostRain1412
“Dad, I’m going after her.”
After you disappeared, Hiccup ran to his father. He got yelled at pretty bad, but after that Stoick had sent at least 10 men out to look for you. But then the storm had hit, and they had to come back.
“Son, it’s dangerous.” Stoick said. Everyone on Berk was currently huddled in the Great Hall, waiting out the storm.
“But this is my fault!” Hiccup shouted, drawing the attention of almost everyone in the hall. He then hung his head, and Toothless immediately came up to him. “Dad…I need to find her.”
“I know you do.” Stoick sighed. “But it’s not safe for you out there, and I’m sure (Name) would have found shelter by now.”
Hiccup knew you found shelter, but they still didn’t change anything. He needed to find you, and he needed to find you now.
“…Come on Toothless.” The Night Fury perked up, and as soon as Hiccup got in the saddle,
Walking on Thin Ice Ch. 5Walking on Thin Ice Ch. 5 by Star-Korra
Walking on Thin Ice
That's what he called you that day. Snowflake.
You'd thought nothing of it at the time. It was Jack, after all. He probably called lots of children Snowflake...
But it was after that day...after the evening you'd spent together...that you realised just how endearing the pet name was...
Jack Frost could do many things...But one thing always warmed your heart.
He made snowflakes by hand.
Each was precious.
And no two were alike.
And you realised then...
That's what you were to him. A precious little twinkle unlike any other.
A special little twinkle.
His little twinkle.
The tear that rolled down your cheek was wet. And cold.
But this lone, cold tear didn't signify sadness.