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raventao · 2 years

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Alright, so this is the AU mashup that I had tried to write, based off of a few of @evilwriter37 's AUs that I had read.

I'm not sure it'll be any good. I haven't had much time to write since I had my daughter 3 years ago. (I love her, but she is a walking tornado and requires 100% of my time and energy, so writing has been put on the back burner for now.) And it was written on Google Docs on my phone, so if something looks funky or anything, I'm sorry.

Also, I have never been any good at writing violence of any sort, so the fight scene towards the end was mostly written by my wonderful husband; @aviolentsailor, I just kinda cleaned it up.

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So basicslly this is a VigCup red string of fate soulmate AU + Met as kids same (ish) age AU (Viggo being 16 - 23 throughout the story and Hiccup being 13 - 20) + Dragon God Hiccup AU.

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For the longest time Hiccup is just regarded as having exceptional luck. Throughout all of the dragon raids on Berk, he has never once actually been attacked or even accidentally injured. Dragons tended to either ignore him or go out of their way to not hurt him.

At first, Stoick is just glad he's okay when he watches Hiccup casually walk through the burning village and panicking vikings, not even batting an eye, putting out fires when he was 5. By the time he's 10, Stoick is pretty sure Odin himself is protecting his boy, and he's not complaining, Thor knows he needs the help. May the Gods bless whatever poor soul is his son's soulmate too, or he's sure they'll die of heart failure watching him run around with inventions that explode and ignoring dragon attacks as they happen. Or he will if they’re anything like his boy.

By 11, Hiccup wanders around on his own a lot more than Stoick would like, but no matter how many guards he has tail his son, he always manages to lose them and come back late into the evening. Stoick gives up. His boy will obviously find a way to do what he pleases, he might as well accept it. As long as he doesn't see it, maybe he won't worry as much? Nope. Doesn't work. Even Valka is lost when it comes to how to protect their boy from himself.

What Stoick doesn't know is that Hiccup has been sneaking off the island for years with the help of his Nightfury, becoming one with the sky and helping any dragons in need, or accepting offerings made to him in the name of the Dragon God. He hadn't told anyone who he was, hadn't wanted to scare them, especially when Berk was very clearly anti dragon. He wanted to help, but if they were fighting the dragons, then they weren't fighting the other tribes in the archipelago. Dragons hurting his people, he could do something against. Humans, in his weakened mortal state, he could not.

When he was 13 he had been out flying in the early morning mists, having had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. That was when he saw it. A ship. The flag was a dragon run through with a sword; Hunters. It was being bombarded by a horde of angry dragons. Looking closer, it appeared that the whole crew had been taken out. Whether they were all dead or just unconscious Hiccup didn't know, but something told him to check it out. Landing; he easily dismisses the attacking dragons with a wave of his hand.

"Go find some sea dragons to tow the ship back to Berk, Toothless. Around the back of the island. I'll tend to the crew." He says as he sets to work checking the pulse and injuries of each person he could find on the ship. He didn’t know why he was helping them. Honestly, they deserved this for all the dragons they had hurt in the past. But, then again, this was soothing that pit in his stomach, so this must have been what he had been worried about. The question then became; why? As far as he could tell it was a fairly ordinary Hunter ship, if not just a little undermanned.

There seemed to have only been 20 men on the ship, 7 of them had not survived, and Hiccup for some reason hoped they hadn't suffered too much. He dragged the remaining 13 onto the upper deck and set to work bandaging them up with whatever supplies he could find. One member in particular that caught his attention was the youngest member of the crew; he looked to be only a few years older than himself. He seemed to only have superficial wounds, only a few cuts and bruises. Gothi would know more. Perhaps he should have paid more attention when his father had sent him to learn from their healer? He knew enough basic first aid to help himself, but did he know enough to actually help these men?

None of them woke up on the trip back, as quick as it was. He took the time to himself to check the rest of the ship over and make sure that there weren’t any dragons onboard the ship. Just because he was helping them survive, didn’t mean he would let them hurt his children. Once to shore Hiccup leaves Toothless to defend the ship from the shadows as he takes off running back to the village. His father would be mad that he had been so far away, but hopefully the ship of injured men would take precedence. His father might be wary of them at first, but he knew that he was a generally good man. He wouldn’t let them die. Right? Right.

"Dad, there's an emergency!" He calls as he dashes into the great hall, approaching Stoick's throne. He knew there were other people in line to talk to his father that he had just run past, but hopefully they’d understand? "I was out on the far side of the island-" He barely gets that much out before Stoick cuts him off.

"Again? Hiccup, you know I don't like you adventuring so far out there alone! There are wild dragons out there, and wolves! You could get hurt and I'd never know!" Stoick scolds. It takes a lot for Hiccup not to roll his eyes at his father’s worries. He should know by now that no dragons are going to attack him. And if anything else were to try, be it wolf, wild boar, malcontent sheep or angry yak, Toothless would defend him. He was perfectly safe. But, he supposed his dad didn’t really know about Toothless so … it was a moot point.

"I know, but that'll have to wait, a ship of injured men washed up on the beach. I tried to help, but they need more." Hiccup huffs, crossing his arms as Stoick finally lets him talk. At this his father stands quickly and gathers a few of the men that were nearby to come with him to investigate.

"How many?" he asks curtly.

"From what I could see, 13 injured, 7 dead. It looks like their ship was attacked by dragons. There are scorch marks everywhere." Hiccup answers, conveniently leaving out the part about them being dragon hunters and that the attack would have been justified. Stoick sends one man to get more help from the village and another to help Gothi be ready when they return with the men. Some even go down to the docks, grabbing a few fishing boats to tow the ship around to the pier to make the trip easier.

Hiccup leads the party to the ship, climbing up onto the deck with ease, carefully motioning Toothless to stay hidden while everyone else is busy with the survivors. He knew as much already, but this was a lot of people, so it was better to err on the side of caution. One of the men seemed to be waking as Stoick stepped on board with a heavy thud and Hiccup was at his side in an instant. He really didn’t want this to turn into a fight and he was sure he was the least threatening person on the ship at the moment. A quiet “Take it easy.” being whispered under his breath to the newly conscious man.

"Ugh, what happened?" He mutters, voice laiden with a strange accent Hiccup had never heard. He opens his eyes slowly, though as soon as he sees Stoick and his men on his ship he reaches for his sword and pulls Hiccup to his chest, holding a blade to his throat. Hiccup wasn't fazed, he’d been threatened before, though Toothless had almost revealed himself if Hiccup hadn't caught it and ordered him to stay away with a pointed look in his direction. "Who are you? What are you doing on my ship?" he asks in panicked anger. Stoick tries to step closer, but the man presses the sword closer to Hiccup’s throat in turn. "Come any closer and the lad gets it." This was ridiculous. They didn’t have time to play paranoid, even if it was a perfectly natural reaction.

"Your ship washed up on our shores, you all looked injured from a dragon attack, so I brought help." Hiccup says easily. "You sustained losses, but most of the crew seems like they'll live, I'm not a healer so I can't say for sure though." That seems to get his attention and the man's grip loosens just enough for Hiccup to push the sword away and step back. It’s obvious he isn’t focusing on them anymore

"Viggo, where is my brother? Is he okay?" The man asks upon hearing and letting the fact that men had died in the attack sink in. Ignoring the pain from his own injuries he was surely feeling, the man got up and started looking around frantically at all the bodies of men on the deck.

"We'll find him, but you shouldn't be moving around." Stoick says, trying to push Hiccup away as soon as he's free. He simply side stepped his father's hand and moved to the other side of the stranger. He didn't hold the hostage situation against the man, he was scared and disoriented in a strange place he didn't know, and worried about his brother. Hiccup helps him sit back down, though it had been a struggle.

"What does he look like?" Stoick asks as the boats he'd sent around arrive and the other men set to work securing the tow lines so they can get the men to Gothi.

"He's the youngest member of the crew, 16, grey tunic, black hair, scar on his neck." The man describes shakily, taking deep breaths. “This wasn’t supposed to be a dangerous voyage, Grandfather will kill me if something’s happened to him.”

"Oh, he's fine.” Hiccup answers quickly, remembering the young man easily. “Pretty sure he just hit his head. I didn't see any blood on him when I was bandaging everyone up." Hiccup smiles, kicking his legs as he jumps up to sit on the ship's railing. "What's your name?" he asks, trying to get the man to calm down at least a little, focusing on other things would help, he hoped. Quietly, he directs Spitelout to where Viggo had been laid so he could bring him over to his brother.

"Ryker." Was all he got as the others set to work checking on the members of the crew. Viggo was brought forward to Ryker, who still inspected the boy himself. Hiccup didn’t mind, someone who knew him better might catch something he’d missed.

“What were you doing out there? I didn’t think Dragon Hunters came this far south.” Stoick asks once Ryker has calmed down enough to talk.

“We were out looking for his soulmate.” Ryker answers, nodding down to Viggo’s sleeping form. “It’s a tradition in our village that if your soulmate isn’t from the village that you go out to look for them. Viggo just turned 16 last month and planned out the expedition himself. We didn’t realize that his string led so far away though, or into such dangerous waters. We might just have to turn around and go back if it leads farther out still. It’s getting too dangerous for us to be out here.” he explains. Things went well after that. The news that they hadn’t been out hunting was a relief to Hiccup. Plus it turned out that the crew that had survived would be fine due to his quick action, Gothi even gave him a proud pat on the shoulder when she arrived on scene with Gobber and a whole lot of baskets of medicine and bandages.

The ship had been totaled, and their supplies were ransacked by the dragons, so the hunters would have to stay on Berk until it was fixed. Longer if they hadn't healed before that since several men had sustained serious injuries. Hiccup spent a lot of time in the great hall while the outsiders were recovering, watching them from the rafters and just observing them. Ryker had apparently been the captain, and from the bits and pieces he could catch, this had been the first time Viggo had been allowed to venture out past the main hunting grounds around their Village. There had been some sort of whisperings about the future chief being in danger too, but he couldn't quite discern who that was just yet. It had surprised him the first time Viggo had instantly spotted him up in the ceiling, but he supposed that maybe Viggo was just really perceptive? He hadn't stayed longer to find out. They were hunters. They killed his dragons for sport or for profit. He didn't need to hear any more talk about it. He had saved their lives on a whim, but that didn't mean he had to like them.

Stoick did though. His father was trying to negotiate some sort of treaty with the hunters, trying to find a way to protect his people from the dragon attacks that had begun growing in frequency. Hiccup disapproved, but he wasn't chief yet, so he couldn't say anything against a decision Stoick the Vast had already made. He thought he had been doing just fine protecting the village. Their losses in food had been manageable, and the last time anyone had died in an attack had been years ago. But apparently that wasn't good enough for his father. He left before things could be settled. He didn't want to hear how the hunters planned to trap and kill his dragons. And he especially didn't want to hear how Berk was going to help them.

He wanted to fly away on Toothless, clear his head and just enjoy his friend's company. He must have been more distracted by the conversation between Stoick and Ryker than he thought when Viggo managed to actually surprise him, pushing him out of the way and to the ground with a frantic call of his name just as Toothless emerged from the bushes at his bird call, ready to pounce and smother him in hello kisses. Viggo's sword was drawn and Hiccup felt his heart trying to beat out of his chest as he pushed himself to his feet to get between them.

"NO! Don't hurt him!" Hiccup shouts, throwing himself over Toothless' head to protect him.

"It's a dragon! A Nightfury! They're dangerous, Hiccup, get out of the way!" Viggo all but demands, and he has to wonder when exactly they became so familiar that Viggo thought he could order him around.

"Does he look like he's going to hurt me?" Hiccup glares as he straightens out a little, stepping back only just slightly, his hand still on his dragon's head. Toothless gives his hand a concerned nuzzle before curling his body behind him defensively, his tail raised in the air, ready to swoop Hiccup onto his back at the first sign of trouble. Viggo surveys them critically, obviously skeptical. It's fine. He understands.

"How are you controlling him like that?" Viggo asks, mystified, only dropping his sword a little. It’s pointed to the ground now, but he hasn’t put it back in its sheath, ready to come back up at a moment's notice. He doesn’t trust what he’s seeing, even if Hiccup does seem to believe what he’s saying. It’s still a wild dragon, no matter how you look at it.

"I'm not controlling him, we're friends." Hiccup answers with a roll of his eyes. "Put the sword away, he won't hurt you unless you hurt me." Viggo still doesn't believe him, but begrudgingly does as he's asked. He can tell that Hiccup does know this dragon better than he does, and that doesn't sit well with him. He thought this village was afraid of dragons, and yet, here was the chief's son running around playing with them? Was he the reason for all their attacks? Was his soulmate insane? As he watches the small viking boy climb up onto the Nightfury's back he concluded, yes. His bonded pair was, in fact, insane.

"It's a wild beast, it can't be your friend. It doesn’t understand what friendship even is. Now get off it before it decides to eat you as a snack." Viggo orders. Crazy or not, this boy was his, and he'd be damned if he stood by and watched him get killed. Hiccup just gives him a confused look before laughing at his order. Well, this wasn’t what he was used to. Back home everyone listened to his commands, sure, this wasn’t his home, but this still seemed like a reasonable order to his ears, and he was the elder of the two of them, he should be listened to for that alone!

"Toothless would never hurt me, let alone try to eat me." He declares jovially as he pats the side of the dragon's head and leans in to whisper something in its ear, still smiling wide. Before he can react, the dragon is running at him, he wants to bring his sword back up to defend himself, but he doesn't get the chance before he feels a scrawny hand on his arm and more strength than he was expecting as he's pulled onto the Nightfury's back behind Hiccup. The dragon warbles in a way that sounds disturbingly like a laugh and Hiccup himself does the same. "You'll want to hang on." He says. It's all the warning Viggo gets before the dragon takes to the sky, his sword forgotten, falling back to the ground as his arms wrap around Hiccup's small waist tightly. Was this boy actually eating anything? He felt like skin and bones. He’s liable to just fly away in this wind if he were to fall off this ridiculous flying lizard.

Viggo has never flown before, sailing, sure, but this was actually flying, not climbing all the way up to the top of the mast and hanging off the edge of the crowsnest to feel the wind in your face and see the horizon as you sail towards it. He had never even dreamed he would see a view as breathtaking as this. He was in the clouds for Thor's sake! The air was frigid and the wind felt sharper, but also, really good? He relaxed just a little as they leveled out. "So that's how you found us." He says reverently, taking in how far into the distance he can see from this height. "I knew we couldn't have drifted this far south in such a short amount of time." You could see miles out over the water, it wouldn't have been hard if Hiccup had been out here that morning to have spotted them. Hiccup stiffens a little in his hold but does give a small nod. "Did you tow us back with this dragon too?" Viggo asks. Maybe his soulmate is less crazy than he thought. Obviously he was still crazy enough to ride a dragon, but they did seem to have some sort of bond. That much was abundantly clear.

“No, I didn’t tow you back with Toothless, but I did have a few other dragons do it.” He answers. "I didn't have to save you though. Once I saw your flag I could have just left you there." Hiccup says, though, Viggo can tell he doesn't mean what he's saying. This boy is too kind to have left them there, floating and vulnerable to further attack. He’ll have to circle back to the other dragons bit later. For now, he had a hunch to follow up on.

"No, you didn't." Viggo agrees. "But, you did. You felt ... compelled to, didn't you?" The older teen asks carefully, a smirk worming its way onto his lips as Hiccup gives a hesitant nod. He obviously doesn’t know where this is going. He can't stop smiling, he really wants to tell him, so he holds up his left hand in front of the two of them. “Do you want to know my theory as to why?” Viggo asks, continuing before Hiccup can answer. "It’s because we're soulmates. The string you can't even see yet, told you to help us." Hiccup hadn't even considered that he might have a soulmate while he was in human form. And a dragon hunter to boot? Freyja had a sense of humor it seemed. He shakes his head.

"No. I saved you because human life is still sacred, even if you are murderers. You’re not my soulmate."

"We hunt dragons, not people." Viggo frowns. “But fine, don’t believe it, you’ll know the truth when you can see the string too.”

"Dragons are my people, so in my book, it’s still murder." Is all Hiccup says as he lands Toothless once more in the clearing where they had taken off from. Viggo gets off and looks around to pick his sword back up. He doesn’t need to look to know that Hiccup has taken back off, evidently done with the conversation. Viggo knows that if he says anything, the town would just think he was insane. No one would believe Hiccup had a pet dragon when the village was constantly being raided by them. Plus, then he would have to deal with the betrayal in the young man’s eyes every time he looked at him. He had just shared something amazing with him, it would be rude to out him like that. Even if it were for his own good. No, his secret was safe for now.

When Stoick and Ryker had learned that Hiccup and Viggo were soulmates, talk of the treaty became much easier. The question wasn’t what did the Hunters get out of the arrangement, but instead if they should send Hiccup back with Ryker and Viggo, or did Viggo stay on Berk. Hiccup didn't come home that night, he still didn’t, couldn’t believe that he had a soulmate, or that said soulmate would so readily hurt his children. He instead found comfort with his dragons in a nest of his own making on a small island past the tallest sea stacks south of Berk’s shores, somewhere he knew neither his father nor anyone else would find him. The God of Dragons, born mortal or not, and a Dragon Hunter? If not so absolutely repugnant, it would be laughable. Except that maybe Viggo was just a little nice to look at? And possibly, his voice was pleasant to hear as well. And okay, his mechanical knowledge when he'd popped into the forge one day was actually pretty impressive. No. No, he couldn't be falling for this human. Be it platonically or romantically. He was not going to let this man who would grow up to hunt his beautiful dragons, who probably already had judging from a few of those scars that littered his body, take up residence in his heart. Toothless snuggled in closer to his friend, purring quietly to help him relax and forget about his plight.

It wasn't the first time Hiccup had stayed out all night, likely wouldn't be the last either, but it was the first that it wasn't due to a fight between Hiccup and himself, and that was what worried Stoick. Perhaps he was worried about what having a soulmate from so far away would mean for him? Viggo had said that he'd told Hiccup about the string. Or maybe it had to do with the young man's occupation? Stoick knew his son liked dragons, more than he really should, given how the dragons regarded Berk. He always voiced his displeasure when any were killed during the raids, Valka smiling and backing him up, ever supportive of their son's whims. His family was going to be the death of him one of these days. He had tried asking Viggo to follow his string to find Hiccup, but he just said he couldn't. It sounded more like wouldn't to Stoick's ears. He knew from experience though that panicking and looking for Hiccup all night wasn’t going to work. If Hiccup didn’t want to be found, he wouldn’t be.

Viggo is the one to find him when he finally does return the next day around mid day, back in the same clearing as the day before. He's grilling some fish and sharing it with several small terrible terrors, curled comfortably into his precious Nightfury's side. Viggo still hasn’t fully decided if this boy is crazy or extremely brave, but either way, he belongs with him.

"How do you keep finding me?" Hiccup asks, not even turning to acknowledge that he knew Viggo was there.

"The string." Is all Viggo says as he shrugs and walks out of the shadows and over to the other side of the fire. Hiccup didn’t have to believe him that it was there, even though it was, so there was really no reason to start a fight over it. He would find out when he was old enough to see the string himself on his 16th birthday. "Why do I always find you with dragons?" He counters once he's comfortable. "Aren't they dangerous beasts that plague your village?" he asks, quoting Stoick’s own words to him.

"They have to." Hiccup answers with a frown, reaching out to pet one of the small dragons running around him. He looks distressed. "They wouldn't do it if their queen didn't demand so many offerings." That was interesting. How had Hiccup learned that?

"Kill the queen then?" It seemed simple to Viggo though. If he knew what the problem was, why not fix it?

"Because then Berk would be at war with the other tribes in the archipelago. I can handle the dragons, keep things to minimum bloodshed on both sides. I can't help with a war fought against men." Hiccup doesn't know why he's opening up to this hunter, just knows he's easy to talk to. He doesn't like this supposed string. As much as he didn’t want to believe in it, it was the only reason he could think of why things between them were shifting. Viggo stays silent, even after Hiccup offers him a fish, only nodding his thanks.

That admission was a bit strange, and more than a little confusing. How was he even supposed to respond to that? "Your father was worried when you didn't come home last night." He finally says after the fire has died down to embers. He observes as Hiccup only seems to nod.

"He always is. I was fine."

"Where were you? I tried following the string but it led off the island."

Hiccup smiles and scratches Toothless' chin. "With them." Viggo decides then and there to stay on Berk. He needed to protect this boy; if not from outside threats, than from himself.

By the time Hiccup is 16 and can see the string for himself he has come to at least enjoy Viggo's company when he isn't talking about hunting. And Viggo seems eager enough to avoid the subject for his sake, so it works out. He stares at the string often, wondering how such a small thing had such great sway over him. It isn't until he’s forced to take action against the Red Death, to defend Toothless from his father and his village, that he even considers telling Viggo the truth; that he was a God in human flesh. That even though he was in a weakened state due to how much of his power this body could handle flowing through it, that he still held sway over them. Could communicate with them and feel their distress. In the end, he still doesn't tell him.

He had had to save his life, again. This time from a raging titan wing Monstrous Nightmare that had seen the weapons trained on them as Stoick's ships approached the nest and had tried to kill the closest man to it. He had had to exert his own will onto the poor thing to get it to calm down. He tried petting its nose to ease its distress once it had come back to its senses. The waring emotions of fear of both man and its queen's wrath, anger that its nest was being attacked, and hurt in general for oh so many reasons in its eyes broke Hiccup's heart. That was when Viggo suspected that there was more to Hiccup than just scientific curiosity at finding ways to placate the dragons to stop their attacks and animal handling affection. But Hiccup is gone before he can get an answer, just a quiet; "Try not to get killed while I'm gone." Leaving his lips as Toothless and he fly straight for the giant dragon breathing down pillars of fire onto Stoick’s men and his fellow Berkians and the Hunters that had come to aid them.

Hiccup manages to win, though no one is quite sure how, but the look in Hiccup's eye as Viggo approaches is akin to a monumental loss. It doesn’t feel like a victory when he sees him standing there, his hand on the dragon's maw, crying, muttering old words he can't understand, but somehow, knows are an apology. Viggo pulls his soulmate into his chest and holds him tight. He doesn't know why this has his Hiccup so distraught, but he will console him nonetheless. He doesn't like seeing his destined other half so upset.

It doesn't come up again until four years later, when they are 20 and 23 respectively, with the incident with Drago. He has never seen Hiccup so angry as he is when he hears what the self proclaimed Dragon Master is doing. He almost thinks that he'll fly out on Toothless and go on some sort of crusade. He would help him if the young man ever bothered to ask.

Hiccup tries so hard to talk sense into Drago, tries to show him that he doesn't need to dominate and degrade the dragons. That they could be his friends. It doesn't work, and so he's left with no other choice. It was too close for comfort, Drago having the Alpha Bewilderbeast command Toothless to attack him. His dragon would never do such a thing, and he hated having to fight for his dragon’s mind to be his own once more. That was the moment he knew he needed to face this like a God, and not a human.

Viggo saw the change when Hiccup returned to Berk. His eyes were hard and unforgiving, shoulders squared back as he rides with purpose back home. He didn't know what the young man intended to do, but he clearly had a plan. He trusted his soulmate with his whole being. Dominating the Bewilderbeast with Toothless was not exactly what he was expecting. Though after so long of knowing Hiccup, perhaps it should have been. Hiccup had his hand on Toothless' back the whole time. It was clear that they were a team, and they were planning to win, no matter what. With the Bewilderbeast out of the way all that was left to deal with, was Drago himself, screaming at his beast as Hiccup walked up to him, face to face.

"You don't deserve to wear these scales, you never did." He says curtly, though he is too far away for anyone other than Viggo to hear him as he pulls the Nightfury pelt off of Drago's shoulders, forcing the man to kneel in front of him with a single hand on his right shoulder. No one knows where he acquired the strength, but it could very well just be that Drago is in shock at losing when victory seemed such a sure thing.

"You go around, touting that you are the master of dragons but you are nothing more than a bully who wears my children's skin as a trophy. You are master of nothing, and I will show you how little you truly know of my children. Your fate shall be theirs to decide." He says just before every dragon aside from Toothless, both in the air and on the ground charge the man. The bewilderbeast's ice that had littered the cliff edge shattering with a small flick of his wrist that had he not been watching, Viggo was sure he would have missed.

Hiccup steps back as his children flock Drago; a snafflefang rips his metal arm off and throws it off over the cliff into the crashing waves of the ocean down below. While recovering from the force of having his arm none-so-gently ripped out of his latch Drago brings his right hand up to hold the now exposed stump of his shoulder, glaring heatedly at Hiccup. It’s short lived though, a Zippleback coming up and grabbing him by the legs, both heads fighting over him, pulling them in opposite directions and sinking their teeth into his flesh for better grip, shaking vigorously. Two Terrible Terrors jump up to chomp on his hand as it dangles in front of their faces. The combined force of the Zipplebacks shaking him and the jaw strength of the Terrible Terrors results in both small dragons falling back to the ground and spitting out two severed fingers before going back in for another bite. The Zippleback seems to lose interest in Drago when one leg ends up coming off with a particularly harsh tug of war.

Viggo isn’t sure if Drago has actually stopped screaming anymore if he’s just gone deaf to the sounds with the sheer terror of what he’s witnessing. Hiccup is just standing there watching as each dragon goes in to rip off pieces of their enemy. There is flesh littering the ground everywhere he looks, blood is oozing from every injury and painting the man red from the bottom up. A Monstrous Nightmare reaches over the rabble with its long neck and takes Drago’s body, flying high into the air, shaking him wildly before dropping him back to the ground amongst the other dragons. If he hadn’t been dead yet, he was now. Viggo can clearly see Drago’s skull shattered, face caved in and nearly unrecognizable from between the mess of dragon feet. By the time the dragons are all done ripping him apart, there are pieces of the man scattered all over the cliff and town. Bones poking out of piles of flesh and skin hanging off buildings. The smell alone is enough to turn stomachs. His eyes have both been pecked from their sockets and the whole left side of his face has been shattered, the back of his skull caved in and leaking blood and brains.

It’s then that Viggo realizes that none of the dragons had actually eaten any of the man, every part that was missing could be found somewhere in the vicinity recognizable or not in its current state. No one says anything as Hiccup and Toothless walk away stone faced from the murder scene. Everyone else is confused and horrified that the dragons they had been defending the last few years could do such a thing. None of them had acted this way since before Hiccup had helped the village train them. Viggo had so many questions, first and foremost, if Hiccup was actually alright. For now though, he would give his partner space and help clean up. He knew that after something like this that Hiccup would need time to himself to calm down. It had been the same after he had been forced to kill the Red Death, the normally talkative young man not saying a word for almost three whole days after. He didn’t have three days this time. He needed to know what was going on, and he needed to make sure that Hiccup didn’t run off with Toothless into the night before he had a chance to speak with him.

"Hiccup, we need to talk." He says, hours later after the village is put mostly back together. He had followed his string all the way back to the clearing, though if he were being honest, he was sure he'd have found him here even if they hadn't had the string connecting them. Hiccup barely moves, his hand heavy on Toothless' neck. He doesn't answer, just stares ahead at the trees along the rim of the basin. "Hiccup." Viggo tries again, this time placing a hand on his shoulder, and sitting down next to him. "My dear, what happened back there? You weren't acting like yourself." His voice is soft, so as not to spook him. He doesn’t want Hiccup thinking he’s in trouble. He’s not. Viggo just wants to understand.

"I was. I just hadn't been that version of myself in quite some time. Even before this incarnation, it had been a great many years since I was angry enough to kill a man so brutally." Hiccup finally says quietly, taking a shaky breath. "He used Toothless against me. He used my dragons against my family, my village, against you; my soulmate. His crimes were beyond mortal forgiveness. He needed divine recompense."

Viggo didn't know what he meant, but he sensed no lies in Hiccup's words. "And you could do that? Channel divinity and dictate his punishment? Dismembered and butchered by the very dragons he'd dominated?"

"I haven't needed to use that much of my power since before I chose to live among my children. I think it was too much." He admits, finally turning to look at Viggo, blood dripping from his eyes, down his cheeks like tears. He looks scared, and Viggo is too. Everything makes so much more sense now when he lets Hiccup’s words sink in, but he doesn't have time to focus on any of that. His soulmate is falling apart. He needs help. He tries to reach out and wipe away the blood trails, but it keeps falling, no matter what he does.

"What can I do?" Viggo asks, clasping Hiccup's hands in his own, his own hands are still bloody and dirty, but that's not important right now.

"This body is failing Viggo. It was never made to handle more than a small fraction of my divinity at a time." He says softly, pulling one hand back to cup his beloved's cheek. "You surprised me, I didn't think Gods could have soulmates, especially ones who had hunted my children, but I'm still glad, here at the end, that you and I were fated to be."

"No. No, this isn't the end, we'll go get Gothi, you'll be okay!" He says frantically, getting to his feet and scooping Hiccup into his arms. "We can hop on Toothless and I could have us back to my village in a week's time. We can get you help!" Hiccup gives him a sullen look, but nods anyway. He'll let his human try to save him. He can feel in his bones that this body will give out by the end of the week, but if it would make Viggo feel better to take him to healers, he would go. Truth be told he didn't want to leave either. There was so much left he wanted to do, to experience. So many sunrises and sunsets to watch quietly with Viggo at his side. He would have to make the most of the last few he would get.

#vigcup #fanfiction #au #tw:blood #tw:gore #tw:dismemberment #Dragon God Hiccup au #soulmates au #red string of fate #same age au #httyd rtte #hiccup #viggo grimborn #stoick the vast #drago bludvist #toothless #I hope this is actually halfway decent #tw:hinted character death

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dzamie · 2 years

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alright it's Late so I can't get into it too far right now, BUT:

HTTYD/FMA crossover/AU

Hiccup has a younger brother, Toothless, who's more, well, viking-shaped

dragons raid again one night, claiming food and burning buildings, but no lives are taken

well, almost: Valka is carried away

Stoick declares her presumed dead, and that sending out a rescue party would just be throwing more lives into the dragons' jaws

he retreats from fatherly duties and throws himself into his job as chief, distracting himself from all family matters

in the meantime, Gobber and his adopted daughter, Astrid, help the boys, well, survive

Hiccup and Toothless want to fix things. Clearly, if their mom were back, everything would get better

and then, that fateful night:

the Haddock boys have studied well, and obtained the precise ingredients for a human body Valka's size

they draw a circle, and prepare for human transmutation

but what they get is not their mother, in body or spirit

the cost is taken anyway:

Hiccup loses a leg, Toothless much of his body

determined to save his brother from imminent death, Hiccup sacrifices a forearm to throw Toothless's soul into the body of a felled but uninjured dragon, being kept before proper butchering

the black dragon's eyes open - not yellow as they'd been in the dragon's life, but with Toothless's green - and Hiccup passes out from blood loss

running on instinct and pure adrenaline, Toothless hoists Hiccup onto his back and runs for his closest friend and the mechanic who watches over her

Astrid, upon seeing a dragon when she opens the door, takes off a good chunk of his tailfin with her axe

Gobber is the first to understand the dragon's raspy plea for help, a human word struggling to come from an inhuman throat, and to realize Hiccup's still alive

Not sure how they get to traveling - maybe they try to tell Stoick what happened, but Stoick can't handle seeing one of the deadliest dragons next to his eldest son and shouts at him to leave, with Hiccup following his terrified brother, and they incorrectly assume they've been banished, so it's awhile before they see Gobber and Astrid again. But pretty much, they do a similar thing as the Elrics: trying to find the knowledge and power to undo what they've done, and hopefully even bring their mom back.

#text #how to train your dragon #httyd #dragons #fullmetal alchemist #toothless #hiccup #edward elric #alphonse elric #crossover #fma #rawrs

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Immortal Hiccup au pt 5/6

Chapter 5

This is now httyd 2 timeline no one knows about hiccup and toothless being mates (well the twins knew but had somehow the decency to not tell anyone in the tribe)

The duo are in the clouds when a masked individual on a four winged dragon appears.

Things happen similar to cannon.

Hiccup was dropped into a dark room full of dragons, hearing the whispers of them, but he acted as if he couldn’t understand the dragons until toothless was dropped next to him as well.

(Yes he did the thing with inferno)

“Could it really be after all these years, is it really you Hiccup??” The masked figure asked

Ok now we skip until toothless gets tackled by baby dragons.

“So this is where you have been all this time” hiccup said as he was entranced by all this beautiful place had to offer.

“Help!! The baby’s are attacking me!!!” Toothless nearly screached while hiccup started laughing at him as well as Valka.

“Hiccup please help me get them off!!” Toothless pleaded “ugh fine I’ll try to get them off of you” hiccup stated failing miserably.

“Hiccup your really good at reading his emotions” Valka said not knowing that Hiccup could understand all dragons.

Skip to after defeating drago because I have no idea what else to put until here.

“So when are you telling the villagers about yourself and us being mates hiccup?” Toothless asked, hiccup froze for a minute due to the last part of the sentence “should I tell them or leave that out” hiccup stated as his face started flushing a tinge of pink. “I understand but all the dragons already know so why not the village?” Toothless questioned

“I’ll tell them after I’m ready ok?” Hiccup told toothless “ok I’m fine with that” toothless said a bit worried about that and something else that could happen very very soon…….

Oh how the tables may turn next chapter.. what will happen will there relationship be revealed or will something more reflected happen??? Find out next chapter bye~!

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Chapter 6

Hiccup was suddenly woken up by his mother, “Hiccup I have a really important question for

You” Valka stated, “what is it mom” he asked puzzled, “so I’ve been putting the pieces together about this for a while now, but are you able to understand all dragons”she said with a slight gleam in her eyes, “was it really that obvious” hiccup asked, “so it’s a yes” she said happily as hiccup just nodded his head yes.

“Would you mind teaching me how to talk to the dragons properly” Valka stated getting more of a gleam in her eyes, “sure mom” he said ‘not like it took me nearly 50 years to learn how….’ He mumbled to himself loud enough for his mother to hear.

“What do you mean it took you nearly 50 years to learn you’re only 20” Valka stated in confusion at her son, she knew he has always been somewhat too wise according to Stoick but this was different, “explain to me what you mean Hiccup please” she stated to him still shocked.

“Promise you won’t tell a soul even my sister when she’s back ok” hiccup asked and Valka nodded being open minded,after explaining she was shocked but mostly understood why he hid it, ”so you’re over 1000 years old but can change your looks to any age desired” she said being amazed, “yeah that’s pretty much it about that part of my life” he stated not knowing what was about to happen, “now may I ask why you and toothless seem way closer then best friends hiccup” his mother asked waiting for the answer she knew would be said sooner or later, ‘me and him are mates…’ he mumbled still loud enough for his mother to hear, “hah Gobber owes me and Stoick a new axe each” she said with a smirk on her face, “wait you and dad knew about me and toothless being mates” he asked surprised, his mother just nodded while still smirking, “ besides you and toothless being mates everything else is not going to get talked about with Gobber or Stoick ok, and nothing will be told to the villagers until you’re ready hiccup” She said, “thank you mom, still abit shocked you knew about me and toothless though” he said and his mother laughed at that last bit, “what can I say I’m good at figuring things out most of the time” she said finishing the conversation so hiccup can go back to his nap.

Incase I forgot to mention Stoick did live in this since hiccup pushed him out of the way at the last possible second and they thought that hiccup living would attribute to the fact that toothless had just enough will to make the plasma blast unlikely to kill him.

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writergirl3005 · 6 years

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For the Dancing and the Dreaming

Summary: It had always been, and will always be their song. Part of my 'Soundtrack of Life' series. Rewritten.

Link to Spotify playlist for the series

Stoick the Vast already knew the woman he was going to marry.

Valka Eldsdottir was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. Not only was she an accomplished shieldmaiden, she was also filled with poise and grace, with a strong soul and a gentle heart. She was unusual to be sure; she actually believed that dragons could be reasoned with, though she kept her views to herself most of the time.

Stoick had always been a brave man. He charged headlong into battles, fought ferocious dragons and was the mightiest warrior in all of Berk.

But when it came to speaking to Valka, words failed him. He couldn't get two words out of his mouth without sounding like a total idiot. It had taken him much longer than he'd like to admit to being able to speak to her normally, a fact which brought no end of amusement to Valka.

"What would people say, Stoick?" she would tease him. "A brave warrior like you, being afraid of a little slip of woman like me."

"Would you call a Valkyrie a little slip of a woman?" he would retort (well, he would retort once he had enough presence of mind to be able to speak to her). "You are a brave warrior and an accomplished shieldmaiden. No one would call you a slip of anything."

After their engagement was finalised, they would often meet in a special spot on Berk. It was on one of the cliff sides, and it had the most magnificent views of the ocean, stretching as far beyond what the eyes could see. They would sit there, talking about themselves and their lives, laughing and watch the sunsets. It soon became their spot. It was where they shared their first kiss. It was where they confessed their love for each other.

And it was where they learnt to sing what they always thought of as their song.

"And gladly ride the waves of life, if you would marry me," they sang, arms still wrapped around each other.

On the day before their wedding, the song had much more exuberance that it usually did.

"Just think," said Stoick. "This time tomorrow, we shall be married. Nothing shall make me happier than being your husband."

"And nothing shall make me happier than being your wife," said Valka.

They shared a kiss to seal their promise.

Their wedding was a grand celebration, befitting the son of a chief, and filled with happiness and merrymaking.

"To love, to kiss to sweetly hold, for the dancing and the dreaming," Stoick and Valka sang, dancing energetically to the music. The entire day was wonderful and perfect. All the ceremonies went off without a single hitch, and there were no dragon attacks.

To them, it was an auspicious sign that their marriage would be happy and fulfilling.

Valka had been despondent the past few weeks. She had lost another child.

Stoick knew that Valka knew about the whispers of those in the village. Everyone worried that Valka had not yet borne him a child. No one said anything in his or Valka's presence, but they talked. He knew that they did. Gobber had told him as much.

"What are they saying Gobber?" Stoick demanded. "I want to know."

Gobber shook his head. "It's better if you don't know. The things people say are not fit to be repeated in polite company. I had to knock a few heads together to make them stop."

But even with Gobber's words, Stoick was still shocked to say the least when Valka came to him that evening, sorrow on her face.

"Stoick," she said, trying her best to hold the tears at bay. "I think that you should divorce me."

"What?" he yelled, jumping to his feet. "Why would I even do that?"

Valka lost the battle against her tears, and they flowed freely down her face. "I have failed to give you a son. It would be better for you to divorce me and to marry a woman who can do so. A man in your position has no use for a barren woman such as myself."

Stoick's heart twisted. It seemed that people had not been as discrete as he had believed and Valka had heard what the villagers had gossipped about.

Stoick gathered Valka in his arms and held her close. Valka began crying in earnest. "I can't divorce you Valka, I won't," he said.

"Can't or won't?" she asked.

"Won't." He answered. "You are the woman of my heart. I will love you no matter what. This is merely a test set by the Gods, and I believe that if we pass this test, we would be rewarded beyond our wildest dreams."

Seeing that she was not yet convinced, Stoick whistled the first few notes of their song. "I'll swim and sail on savage seas," he began. "With ne'er a fear of drowning."

As Stoick continued singing the song, Valka slowly stopped crying. But this time, the song did not have the energy that it always had. This time, it was much more subdued. It was meant as a reaffirmation of their promise in the wake of all the troubles that had plagued them so far.

And as they sang, they regained their faith that they would be able to get through this together.

"My dearest one, my darling dear, you mighty words astound me," Valka sang, rocking Hiccup to sleep in her arms. He was such a beautiful baby, with Stoick's hair and her eyes. Her tiny son had been born too soon, but he had survived against all odds. He was a fighter to be sure. She had faith that he would grow up to be big and strong; she had faith that he would outgrow being a hiccup.

"But I would bring you rings of gold, I'd even sing you poetry," Stoick sang, gently brushing Hiccup's soft wispy hair. It was an odd choice for a lullaby, but Valka wanted Hiccup to know that song.

Once he was asleep, Valka gently placed him in his cradle. "Goodnight little one," she said as she placed a blanket around the baby, making sure to properly tuck it in. She placed Hiccup's stuffed dragon in his arms. "Sleep well, my son."

Stoick and Valka smiled as they watched their son sleep peacefully in his bed. "Come Valka," said Stoick. "We need to get some sleep as well. We'll have a busy day tomorrow."

Valka smiled and followed him into their bedroom.

Only hours later, a swarm of dragons descended on Berk. And their lives were changed forever.

"You should marry another woman Stoick."

"Hiccup needs a mother!"

"It would be better for a child to have two parents Stoick!"

"Valka would have wanted you to move on, she wouldn't want you to be alone for the rest of your life!"

The people who gave him advice were well-meaning, he knew that. But he couldn't love another woman. He had promised long ago, that the only woman he would love would be Valka. No one else. And he intended to keep that promise.

Every year, on the day of the anniversary, he went to their spot. And here he sang their song, both his parts and Valka's. Ḫe tried imitating a female voice for Valka's parts at first, but the less said about it, the better.

Hiccup loved to hear about his mother. And Stoick loved to tell him tales about her. The boy had been delighted when Stoick taught him the song that Stoick used to sing with Valka. "Will I sing this song with the one I love the most as well?" Hiccup had asked one day.

"Yes, you will," answered Stoick. Stoick had a suspicion that Hiccup already had a girl in mind. Perhaps he should have a talk with Astrid's parents. It was never too early to start such proceedings. "Your mother wished this for you as well. She wanted you to find a love that was as strong as ours had been. A love that would last even beyond death."

Hiccup looked at him with wide eyes. "Do you really think I will find a love like that?"

Stoick gave his son a smile and patted him on the shoulder. "I have absolute faith that you would."

Stoick whisted their song. He could see how much it had startled Valka. He walked closer to her and almost whispered the first few lines to her. (With a mood-killing interruption from Gobber which earned Gobber glares from everyone in the room, and yes, this included the dragons).

"And love..." he sang, hoping that Valka would continue her part of the song. There were a few moments of silence, and Stoick sighed in disappointment. Valka probably did not-

"And love me for eternity," Valka sang. Her voice was as sweet and melodious as it was the first time he had heard her sing. The two of them eagerly dived into the song, laughing and dancing with as much vigour as they did when they were young. After they had finished the song (with another mood killing interruption from Gobber; Gods, did Gobber have no idea that he needed to keep quiet when he and Valka were having a moment?), Stoick proposed to Valka once more.

No words could have described his happiness once she agreed. Now he, Valka and Hiccup would be a family once again.

"To love, to kiss to sweetly hold, for the dancing and the dreaming," Hiccup and Astrid sang, energetically dancing to the music that was being played. Toothless and Stormfly were also dancing and flying in the air in time to the song.

Valka watched them with tears in her eyes. Stoick was supposed to be with her here on this happy day. The should have been together to celebrate this occasion. But he was not, and Valka was alone. But she was certain that Stoick would find some way to come back for this one day. She had faith in him.

But the villagers had understood her insistence - her need - at having the wedding at this spot. It was hers and Stoick's, but now it was Hiccup and Astrid's. At several points during the ceremony, she was certain that she felt and saw Stoick standing by her side. She smiled. It seemed as if Stoick would be attending their son's wedding after all. She was right to have faith in him.

Valka, now an old woman, made her way to the spot. She knew she was nearing the end of her life. Her life had been long and fulfilling, but there was an emptiness in her heart that would never be filled.

For the past few days, she had been setting all her affairs in order. She did her best to soothe her grandchildren, who felt the tense atmosphere but could not tell what was about to happen. Hiccup and Astrid knew. She did her best to comfort them as well, especially her son. Even though Hiccup had been a grown man for several years, it was still hard losing family, especially parents. But it seemed that he had accepted the inevitable.

Now, there was just one thing left for her to do. With a grace and energy she had not possessed for many years, she started to sing their song. Her voice was carried by the wind, Valka hoped that they would reach Stoick in Valhalla.

"If you promise me your heart.." She sang.

"And love me for eternity."

She turned to see Stoick, looking as young as he was the day they were joined in matrimony. She walked towards him and clasped her hands to his.

"My dearest one, my darling dear," she sang and started to dance with him.

Valka felt the years melting away from her as the song progressed, and once more, she was a young woman.

"And gladly ride the waves of life, if you will marry me." The last note hung in the air. With a smile, Valka walked arm in arm with Stoick to the afterlife.

#fandom: how to train your dragon #stoickXvalka #the soundtrack of life #song inspired fic #one shot

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worldbuildingfordummies · 6 years

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Human Pantheon

MAJOR GODS

Vida, goddess of life. Vida is described as the mother of all, the life bringer who helped to shape Conaya and all it’s beings. Vida is depicted as a voluptuous, homely woman in her statues, but it is considered blasphemous to depict her face, so it is normally hidden behind a veil, made of vines and leaves. Vida is considered to be the most benevolent of the Gods, who loves all of her creations equally. It is said she creates living things that are mortal as gifts for her sister, Iku, who in turn, cherishes the gifts she was given.

Iku, goddess of death. Iku is many things - first and foremost, she is the one who transports the dead to Hadiri so that they may be judged by Haki. Despite being the harbinger of death, she is considered merciful and kind, and is left just as many offerings as Vida is. Iku is depicted as a tall and well-built woman, almost always in a boat or with an oar, and like Vida, it is considered blasphemous to depict her face, but she is usually given a mask made of a dragon’s skull. She keeps the gifts that her sister, Vida, creates for her, and it is said that she tends to all creatures in the afterlife.

Haki, god of justice. Haki is perhaps the worst of the three major Gods. He is considered to be ruthless and harsh on all who pass under his gaze, and it is Haki who decides if a soul gets to stay with the gods in Hadiri, or is to be cast out into the turbulent and endless storms of Skolat. He is never depicted in statues - it is usually only his Hammer that is shown, and it is said that only the righteous may wield it. He is married to both Vida and Iku happily, but is said to take interest in mortals far too often than he should.

MINOR GODS

Printempa, god of spring. Printempa is the son of Haki and Vida, and is the eldest of the four sibling gods. He helps his mother, Vida, to bring new life to Conaya every Spring, and takes his job very seriously. He and Mazulis are often depicted together, and many consider them to be soulmates. He is usually depicted sitting within a flower, with small animals at his feet, with amber skin, green eyes and ginger hair.

Somjera, goddess of summer. Somjera is the daughter of Haki and Vida, and is the youngest of the four sibling gods. She is always depicted holding the sun, and it is said that she walks on fire. She creates the warm weather, and the holiday dedicated to her is to ask for good weather. Somjera is also considered protector of women and girls, and is said to take a mortal form once every hundred years to marry the most beautiful woman she can find, be they beautiful physically or otherwise. She is depicted with dark skin and bright eyes and hair.

Autuno, goddess of autumn. Autuno is the daughter of Haki and Iku, and is the second born of the four sibling gods. It is her job to start directing animals towards hibernation, to help the plants prepare, and to tell the people when it is time to start planning for the winter ahead. Autuno is depicted with amber eyes, brown skin and red, orange and golden hair.

Vintros, god of winter. Vintros is the son of Haki and Iku, and is the third born of the four sibling gods. He creates the cold weather, and is said to be bitter about the fact that Printempa comes and ruins his handiwork, and is the cruellest of the four siblings. He is quick to anger, which usually results in hard winters. He is depicted with pale skin, icy blue eyes and white hair.

Mazulis, god of fertility. Mazulis was created by Vida at the same time she created man, and nearly every home has a minor statue dedicated to him so that they may have strong and healthy children. He is also considered to be the protector of children, and he will smite those who harm any child. He is depicted often with Printempa and is considered to be his soulmate. Larger shrines dedicated to him always depict him with children of various ages, and he is always cradling a swaddled infant. He is depicted with dark skin, black dreads, and golden eyes.

Valka, goddess of war. Valka was born after the first war. Said to have been found as the only survivor of the first war, Iku found her as an infant on the battlefield in what is now the country of Mesca. Valka was made a God by Haki, who took her under his wing and trained her. Warriors invoke her name in battle and pray before battles to try and win her favour. She is said to protect the righteous soldiers and lend them her strength. She is depicted wearing a headscarf, clad in armour, with amber skin and dark brown eyes.

Shenitsa, god of the harvest. Shenitsa was created alongside all flora by Vida when the world was created. It is their duty to ensure that the humans do not abuse the world around them, and take good care of it. They care for all plants, and help new plants grow. They are a genderless God, and they are depicted with brown skin, clothes made of various plants, and golden hair and eyes. It is said that plants spring from the ground wherever their feet touch it.

Haigus, goddess of disease. Haigus was created by Iku to aid her during times of plague. She was a young girl, said to be from a poor family who were turned away from a house of healing and that she perished on the way home. The family was unable to give her traditional burial rites and were forced to leave her out in the wilderness. Because she was not given traditional rites, Iku was unable to take her to Hadiri, and begged Vida to do something. Vida raised Haigus up to the Gods, and she was apprenticed to Iku. Even though her duty as a Goddess is to release the spirits of those who are sick, she is also the goddess of medicine. Houses of healing are now known as Haigans, named for her. She is depicted wearing a veil to cover her face, with a pair of large rats by her side. The rats are called Vidus and Ikus.

Revera, goddess of dreams. Revera was born from the dreams of the first men. Men originally did not dream, but it is said after several generations, they began to dream as they slept. Revera was born from those collective dreams, wandering into Hadiri from the storms of Skolat. She is said to visit Conaya as often as she can, visiting people she believes are worthy of having their dreams become real. She is depicted with pale skin, silver hair and grey eyes.

Aakaashi, god of the sky. Aakaashi and his brother, Osimiri, were created alongside Conaya. Aakaashi was given custody of all the skies, including everything that flew in it. He is considered the trickster God, always meddling in mortal affairs and tricking the other Gods into doing things they shouldn’t. He is cheeky and fun loving, and adores the Festival of Winds and makes sure the children always have good, strong wind for the kites. He is depicted as a great green Eastern Dragon, though it is said he has taken a human form before.

Osimiri, god of the seas. Osimiri was created alongside his brother Aakaashi when Conaya was first made. He was given custody of the oceans and seas, and all that inhabited it. Of all the Gods, Osimiri is the one who takes part the least in mortal affairs, and is also said to inhabit the seas. He is depicted as a great blue Eastern Dragon.

Chaos, the nameless god of chaos. Chaos has no name, and it isn’t depicted as anything other than what it is - chaos. It was born from the chaos of man, and is not technically a God. It has never resided in Hadiri, and is said to have been cast out into the storms of Skolat when it demanded entry to Hadiri. Chaos takes mortal form as often as possible, but it also will possess mortals in positions of power to plunge the world into chaos. It has been defeated by folk heroes many times, but Iku is unable to kill it for reasons unknown.

#re: pantheon #re: worldbuilding

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