#notactually

[survivethrive-woundedhealer]

Broken hug

#a4a #trauma #Si #notactually #Just broken #Wounded #ed not sheeran

[angywaffle]

I am a yellow rain coat and the sun is slowly bleaching me

#ihatethis #notactually

[gingerale2017]

dont talk to me today after the tragedy that happened last night

#WHAT THE FUCK #i hate taylor siwft #actually #(notactually #satire

[carnagesaw]

im a sigkin hater but the motorcycle goes hard ill give him that

#crossing my arms #notactually a hater

[hychlorions]

i thought you guys were kidding when you said fanfics actually made siblings call each other “sis” and “little bro”

#.docx #you're kidding right. i'm notactually reading this in real time.

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

would you guys still love me if I watched batman again

#that movie being uploaded to hbo max was so dangerous for me #DISCLAIMER I WILL NOTACTUALLY BE WATCHING THE ENTIRE 3 HR MOVIE AT 11PM ON A SUNDAY BUT. #i do have it on the tv while i am falling asleep so. #im normal <3 #idk what it is. im usually kinda indifferent to superhero movies especially dc. but smth abt it is just so. #like #its so fucking good #delete later

[straightyuri]

What's up

#notactually msd or upset but yes i am but no im not but yes❤ no❤

[reignbowarbiter]

TBH IM RICH AHH

#cheese *blush* #i also didnt use those free 10 tickets 😊 arashi banner when #its literally notactually that much but the self restraint is a little impressive methinks..?

[oncewhenalongtimeago]

Hi hello! I saw that you were accepting requests! Can I request something related to "Sorry, but I Think I Lost Your Plot"? I seems like our dear mc has a bit of a language barrier with Berk and I think it would be funny seeing another suitor trying to woo her with poetry in a language she barely has a grasp on

Sorry, but I Think I Lost Your Plot pt 5

Pairing: Onesided!Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III x Modern!Fem!Reader, Notactually!Fishlegs x Modern!Fem!Reader

Words: 1208

Such is the folly of a poet that, when dealing in rhymes and riddles, the innocent become victim to wordplay.

Tags: Time Travel, Reader into Movieverse, poetry, misunderstandings

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“So…” You trailed off, “Ruffnut, huh?”

“What?” Fishlegs asked, clutching a stack of papers to his chest. He looked a lot like a deer in headlights, eyes impossibly wide, pupils outlined by white sclera.

You wrinkled your brow. It felt like a cliche. You almost felt bad, but it wasn’t like you were trying to listen in. You couldn’t help but to hear, especially not if he read his stuff aloud.

“O-oh,” he squeaked bashfully, “Don’t mind it, please!”

If you were going to be completely honest, you were only guessing.

“It was good,” You said. You would have been incredibly shy in his place, so you were careful to be kind.

“Really?” Fishlegs asked, eyes darting back and forth.

Of course, you had just given him quite the scare. He scrambled to bring loose, yellowed paper closer to him even as you blinked emptily to yourself.

You were by a set of wooden lunch table-esque benches in a tight clearing, created by an awkward placing of a few rows of houses. You’d been doing work round the corner, lazily pulling up a small bucket of water from one of the wells there in one of the alleys.

It was very private, probably why Fishlegs had taken so quickly to it. 

“Yes.” You said.

His hands relaxed at the confirmation. And, as they did, some other thick papers slipped from his hands onto the table. You couldn’t see all of them very well, but a few of the writings were legible to you. 

They read this:

Beautiful morning,

Yellow, yellow hair

Like snot 

And, the next:

Raucous girl,

A slim, slender warrior,

Near the seawater

Fishlegs followed your eyes.

“I didn’t want to share those because t-the, uh, I was afraid the Snot bit would remind her of Snotlout.”

“That would be confusing,” You nodded along in agreement, trying to hide your wince, “So, what brings you out here?”

There was a long moment of silence between the two of you until he spoke.

“Reading it aloud is a part of my process. I’m, ah, trying to build up some confidence.”  He uttered sheepishly. 

“Why don’t you run it by me before you share it with her, then?” You asked, settling on one of the long wooden seats across from Fishlegs, folding your hands together in your lap. You dropped the small water bucket you were carrying as you did so, your arms sighing in relief. Water was surprisingly heavy.

“Are you sure?”

You nodded. It was a nice, sunny day out for once. Some poetry certainly wouldn’t hurt. In fact, you hoped it might add to the nice ambiance.

“Well, here goes,” He said, unsurely. You had to look up to see his face when he spoke. Thankfully, he didn’t block out the sun. You were facing the wrong direction for that. 

As soon as possible, you shoved the small bucket of water into the back of your mind. You’d rather not have to deal with it, now or later. You wanted very badly to abandon it, hoping that if you had, by chance, forgotten it, then it might absolve you of your guilt in dropping your requested task.

“My lanky love, ” Fishlegs began.  “I adore the way you jab, wrestle and prance, brawling with your kin of the same yoke, so similar. But how can I compare you to such an esque buffoon? You are more spunky, knotted and grappling. “

You wrinkled your nose in puzzlement. It turned out Fishlegs had a very loud speaking voice when he really wanted to have it.

“To wrestle- wrestling, that is-” He explained, perhaps catching onto your befuddlement. Not many people were familiar with how new you were to the language, though it wasn’t much of a secret. It was more because of a lack of care than anything else. 

“Oh,” You said, as he continued on. You wondered when Fishlegs had figured it out. You two certainly hadn’t talked before then. Maybe. You did remember this one time a while ago, but it was very brief.

“What does ‘yoke’ mean?”

”-I, ah-, joined together- ‘Yoke,’ that is- And, anyways- And let me count the ways in which I love your brassy hair and torso-”

As he spoke, you brought your arms up onto the table, leaning on your elbows and letting your head slump onto your closed fist as you relaxed into your seat. It was a bit hard to understand given the difference between English and Norse in sentence structure, but you thought you got the gist of it.

“-Tis not endemic, nor appling. Wanting your ovular face fills my days, and my nights. My heart beats for you by a grotesque tempo-”

Your eyes unfocused and refocused, somewhat distracted as you picked up something from behind Fishlegs. You hoped to seem involved. You were, and you hung onto every word, doing your best to keep up, though there were a few words you hadn’t quite gotten the hang of yet. Like ‘ovular,’ ‘grotesque’ and ‘tempo.’

However, you weren’t sure if it was appropriate for you to stare at his face the whole time, or if you were supposed to look elsewhere.

It was at this point that Fishlegs began to sound nervous, glancing somewhere off to the side, out of the realm of your vision. You wondered why.

“I think of you during each turn of the seasons, led by Sumarr in the mornings and Vetr in the evenings-”

As he tapered off, you noticed the flickering of a black tail from the corner of your eye.

“Though I must venture yonder with a potted heart, please remember my intrepid words whilst we're apart…”

You wrinkled your brow at Fishlegs confusedly.

“Was that good?” Fishlegs hedged nervously, about three octaves above normal. You stared at him for a moment, before you realized you had very much forgotten to react.

You weren’t sure if it was poetry, exactly. You weren’t as well-versed in the art of it as he was, but it seemed alright. 

“It was nice,” You said lowly, nodding your head. “I’m sure she’ll like it.”

Then, curiously, you turned your head, just in time to watch as Toothless strode forth to join his rider, standing behind one of the stacked rock walls along the edge of the clearing. He looked sort of grumpy. Both dragon and rider, that was. But it also looked like Hiccup was finally back in green, which was nice. You were starting to miss it, so you took that as a win.

“Oh, hey, Hiccup.” You waved, standing up and yawning. You put your hand over your mouth in an effort to cover it. 

You wondered how long Hiccup had been standing there, gaping. You wondered if he was constipated, or something. 

Fishlegs looked behind himself, like he was in trouble, at Hiccup who was standing behind the wall, brows furrowed, looking slightly scandalized, Toothless standing menacingly on his hind legs. Then he looked at you, and spent a while longer, eyes darting between the two. 

Then, with all the force of a hurricane, you came to a startling realization.

“Oh, no- this isn’t-He wasn’t-”

“It’s not what it looks like!” Fishlegs crumpled his papers to his chest, squeaking loudly.

#how to train your dragon #httyd #x reader #fanfiction #hiccup haddock #hiccup x reader #httyd imagine #toothless #female reader #fem reader

[d10nyx]

pulsing leon’s name in morse code… thought i should share it with the class

NOTACTUALLY.

me every night tbh

#asks <3 #˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥moots

[fandomgeeknerd]

you guys have no idea how many times I get jump scared by mothanon liking my posts/pos

like man you're never gonna see this post in your life (I hope bc as far as ik this is going to ppl who follow me) but you gotta stop it/j/silly/notactually

at least warn me first smh/j

[leolaroot]

okay and? i literaly did that as a baby it is notactually that impressive

[peroxideprinces]

ive been.Livin this lie for toolong now . ihave something to Admit . im notactually 5′11″

#shawn says stuff

[belltrigger]

hi hiii ^-^!! maybe this is a bit of a silly ask if so i hope you’ll excuse me,, but i just wanted to say you seem like a really nice person!! you were the first blog in the blankship community I followed and seeing how all of u interact with each other just makes me wanna make a a sideblog as well so i can openly foam at the mouth in the tags lmaoooo! i (unfortunately) haven’t had the chance to read thru most of ur fics yet but i’m excited to do so soon :D!! u can expect me to reblog a bunch of em and comment on em all sometime in the future… (technically ive already posted in the tags before but i basically only produce x reader stuff since I enjoy writing that the most,, which is a niche within a niche in this case so i don’t assume you’ve seen it around haha) i hope you have a nice day :D!! - spitdrunken

Oh hey there! NotActually!Anon (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

Thank you so much for the compliment! That's really sweet! It makes me feel really great to hear I was the first you followed!

And of course I've seen you around! I've actually read your stuff! It was when I first started looking at the Blankshipping tag, actually, so I didn't interact at the time. BUT, you were actually a big encouragement for me. You seemed to be having fun writing them, and even though it was for xReader fic, I was like 'yeah, I wanna do this too! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧'

So like, yeah! Come on in and enjoy yourself! This community is really fun to be in. It's really funny to watch the works come out with notes like "Someone was mean to me today about Blankshipping, so now I'm gonna draw them kissing."

#Anon slash spitdrunken #Blankshipping #serotonin for me

[jsdgfsdf]

Well im notactually asleep yet i knew it would be a stupid idea to schedule that for like. 1am. Anyway youll never guess what im thinking of rn

#also i havea stomach ache but im being brave about it as they say

[hearingexcellence]