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Fishlegs: I’m not mad, I just want to know why you two needed fake IDs.
Ruff and Tuff: *Mumbling*
Fishlegs: What was that?
Ruff and Tuff: You need to be over 18 to hold the puppies at petco.
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hellcheckers · 4 years
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Situation: ATOV has a drawing poll with several good ideas, including Queen Ruffnut
Problem: Queen Ruffnut did not win the poll
Solution: Draw her yourself because oh wow I do know a few things about drawing
And I think it turned out really well~
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tuffdwightwest · 4 years
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//Ruffnut marries Fishlegs and through the wedding she talks to Tuffnut about their future. Tuffnut Centric. Slight Tufflout if you squint//
"Just you and me left it looks like." Snotlout scoffed, rolling his eyes while grabbing a lemon cake from a rather distracted Mrs. Ingerman. Plopping himself down on the seat next to Tuff, he grinned lazily at the other twin that made Tuff figure the other must have been into the mead again. 
Still, in some ways, he agreed as he watched Fishlegs swoon over his sis, who only seemed to have eyes for him. Watching them was making Tuff feel a bit sick so instead, he focused on Snotlout, "Nah, there are still a lot of people on the left side of the hall. Now the right, they seem to be dwindling since that explosion happened." Tuff rambled. 
"Mm explosion. That was you?" Snotlout asked voice slurred and eyes hazy as they locked with Tuffs. 
"Can't prove it." Tuff grinned back. 
A chuckle started from Snotlout as he rocked on the seat, unsurprisingly falling backwards and off of it. Which only caused them both to burst out laughing, only to be interrupted as Tuff felt a familiar tution. Twintution. 
"What are you two mutton-heads laughing about?" Ruff asked, still wearing the ceremony dress that already had a good streak of mud on it. It had rained yesterday. Although knowing Berk, it was always raining. 
"Ruff!" Tuff said, ignoring her question as he pulled her into a hug. It was awkward at first but eventually, she relaxed into it. She was never one for public displays of affection like this but she figured it was just her brother being his needy self so she let it slide. 
Pulling back the two smiled at each other before finally disconnecting as Fishlegs walked over. Jesting and blabbering on about the Ingerman tradition of cake carving and the different types of cake within the one cake he had. Tuff only half listened as instead he glanced over at Ruff, surprised to see her watching him. "Fishlegs... dear... can I talk to my brother for a minute? Haven't seen him all night." She questioned. 
It was more of a rhetorical question however as she grabbed Tuff's arm and started to lead him outside. Somewhere more private. Tuff following obediently and even leaping up onto the railing, "Just needed some fresh air? I feel ya, too many Ingermans in one place ca...." Tuff broke off as he noticed the serious look on Ruff's face. Sighing he instead bit his lip. Nodding, his way of telling her to talk. 
"Tuff... I... this is it, isn't it." Ruff asked. 
"Yeah."
"I guess it's all hitting me now. I thought I was ready but now I'm not so sure. I've never been separated from you this long." Ruff whispered the last part. 
"Just across the village," Tuff responded although he knew it wasn't the same. Ruff wasn't talking about where they slept. 
Ruff looked down at that before looking off across the distance. "I've never been as independent as I am now. I always had you or Barf and Belch. This..." she broke off.
Reaching over though Tuff pulled her into a small hug. "You have Fishlegs now and hey you will always have me. A silly ole thing of marriage is not enough to stop this nut!" He announced epically. Ruff just gave one of her half smiles as she nodded.
"You're right. Thank you, Tuffnut Thortson."
"No thank you Ruffnut Thortson now to be Ingerman." He said smiling softly at her back. Ruff just nodded at him before turning to head back into the party. Her wedding. Tuff decided to stay outside for a moment longer though.
Ruffnut was right, things were changing. Tuffnut wished at that moment that everything could go back to perhaps the Edge days. He missed that place, he wondered how it was fairing. Was Smidvarg and the gang still keeping watch? Wondering if their human friends were ever going to come back.
He thought of Chicken and how much he missed her. He had brought her back to Berk originally but she had seemed. So sad. The Edge was her home and one fateful night Tuff had returned her. The goodbye still hurt him as the thought about her beautiful form. But he was needed on Berk, although now, now he wondered if that was still the case.
Without the dragons, he wasn't sure what his purpose was. When he was younger it was always a dragon rider. But now, the dragons were gone and his sister was married. Did he have a purpose now? What a morbid thought to wonder.
"Hey Tuffy, what're you thinkin' about?" The slurred voice of Snotlout questioned. Tuff smiled before looking over at the stumbling form of his friend.
"The Edge, which I think you are about to fall off of." Tuff said. A half truth followed by a misdirection. Snotlout clearly took it literally as he stumbled away from the edge of the hut a bit warily.
"S' fine, Jorgensons have good.. good.. coordination." Snotlout assured.
"Ooh big word." Tuff teased.
"Yeah." Snotlout mumbled back not getting the tease as he leaned against Tuff. Tuff for his part just slinked his arm around the others waist. He didn't want him to fall after all. Even though he was sure it would be hilarious.
To his surprise though soon a snore sounded from Snotlout as he fell asleep against him. Perhaps if Tuffs mood wasn't so weird he would have left him there. Instead he just adjusted and leaned against him as well. It was summertime, the air was still a bit warm even at night. Although a bit of an awkward position and he didn't have the bliss of being drunk. He could work with it.
Besides, although it wasn't his sister. It felt nice to sleep once more with someone next to him.
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coronaislandpromo · 4 years
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|| Get to know REBEKKA THORSTON  who’s TWENTY-SEVEN years old and works as a TRAINER  in town. She is from SCOTLAND and is often times mistaken for ELIZA TAYLOR while others say she reminds them of RUFFNUT from HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON. ||
Take a peek at her story:
Rebekka, (Beks if you didn’t want to lose your teeth) was born to be tough. She is the twin sister of Toby Thortson and the smarter of the two by far. Don’t let that fool you though; she can be just as hotheaded and reckless as her brother. She just knows when to strike better. And it showed throughout their childhood; Beks always seemed to thrive while Toby was left in the dust. Still, when it came down to it, she would deck the first person who would ever speak ill of her brother. And that’s what her main job was; being Toby’s protector. It was exhausting and she longed to do her own thing, but as twins they were always lumped together.
The move to Corona was a mutual choice, but the condition was this; they would not live together. Beks bought herself a place on the opposite end of the island from Toby and the only time they would talk to each other would be at work. It was funny that their group of friends seemed to all work as personal trainers, but Beks was by far one of the best. And her job was heaven on earth; juice-heads, two trainers fighting over her, and a chance to show off her strength. It truly was paradise.
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