Otnws Angst Comic + Hic + Hijack Fluff I Love Emotional Whiplash 🥹

CONCEPT: What if HTTYD doesn't take place in the past, but in the future? In a post-apocalyptic setting where dragons are actually evolved/mutated animals after a post nuclear war.

And what if Hiccup gets the chance to explore the world like he wants and finds something beyond anything he could have imagined?

Like a boy who has been asleep for centuries...?

:)

otnwas ch 30 for @jjackfrost <3

Aka it’s my anniversary (ish) for reading this fic and joining the hijack community 🥰

builder wife steve and in the mines netherite husband alex

Any queer man in fiction can’t have a healthy relationship. All they know is pining, divorce, cause the apocalypse, wear silly costume, fight they homo boyfriend, trauma, be disastrous, eat hot chip & lie.

I wanna know where people have lately gotten the audacity to leave comments on fanfics talking about how much the fanfic sucked and negatively critiquing an author's fic like it's a published book review.

It pisses me off cause I've seen authors abandoned or delete their fics because of this.

You're getting fanfics for FREE! No one asked for your opinion.

I hope y'all know as authors we get email notifications when you comment so we see EVERY comment that's been left.

We also can see the negative reviews you leave when you bookmark our fics

it's just me and my gay fanfics against the world

childhood friends au where hic spends his autumns at the markets looking for the shepard boy with the star hair

“The last drop—

You’re sending me signs.

I hear you, can you hear me?

Everything turns blue

when I dive in.

The sting of chlorine

burns just a little—

so I let go.”

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If you read the fic, leave the kudos. Leave a comment too, if possible. Just do it. It takes a few seconds of your time and it means the world to the writer.

Sincerely, me who just got told that my writing feels like watching a blockbuster movie. I don't care if they were sincere or not, I'll be thinking about that comment for the rest of my life and every time I feel bad about my art, I'll remember that someone once liked it.