Ahhh Finally Free From Finals At Uni... I Swear To God I'm So Mad They Won't Let Us Use Calculators In

Ahhh finally free from finals at uni... I swear to god I'm so mad they won't let us use calculators in exams like Software Fundamentals because why do you care if I can calculate the size of a page and where a certain node is stored *without* calculators? I already passed algebra and all the first year math subjects, just be glad I remember the formula to do it and I can explain the logic behind it!

But anyway. At least now I have time to catch up with fics and practice some writing and drawing. Brain is so ready to enter brainrot mode (read all of claws and calls au in AO3 this morning and fell even deeper into the Viggo brainrot)

Hallo! My name is Inigo Montoya.

You killed my father.

Prepare to die!

A little portrait of Mandy Patinkin as Inigo Montoya from the Princess Bride I did back in 2014

Done on 6x6 inch Aquabord with Winsor & Newton Gouache Paints

Sending Big Hugs from the Hobbit Hole. ♥♥♥

Scott

It's just there.

That little bit of stubble along the edge of Hiccup's jaw, just barely growing in, barely shaved. And Viggo wonders what it would feel like on his lips because even though he's kissed plenty of stubbled jaws he's never kissed Hiccup's stubbled jaw and it's ridiculous how distracting that is.

It's so distracting that Viggo has lost track of what the dragon rider is going on about or even what they were arguing over in the first place.

So he lets his weight pull him forward until his lips are falling into that stubbled cheek and he takes advantage of Hiccup's surprise to let his lips place another kiss closer to his jaw line and he thanks the gods he thought to bind the rider's hands so he can't push Viggo away when he leans ever closer to revel in the feel of that stubble that's been taunting him the entire conversation.

Thinking about how when I got into my Tuffnut brainrot phase I also started listening to Bo Burnham, and now I associate the two of them with each other

I can't listen to "Art is dead" without picturing Tuffnut singing it and playing the piano

Couple's Poses - Viggo x Hiccup

Preview of the next chapter of Choosing to Forget:

Him and Toothless take to their normal routine, warming up with some basic aerial maneuvers until the sun peeks over the morning clouds. The flight turns quickly into more daring moves and freefalls and skimming the surface of the sea before making the climb back to the heavens.

On one particular dive, Hiccup catches sight of Viggo watching them. It could be a trick of the light, but it almost looks like longing painted on the man’s face and he has to wonder if they ever flew together. Did he share the sky with Viggo? Did he show the man how amazing it is to soar through the clouds on the back of a magnificent fire breathing beast and know that none of your responsibilities can touch you?

The Viggo he was at war with might not be able to appreciate it, but the Viggo that’s willing to change his entire business might enjoy it.

They come back down and Toothless hones in on the chief. Hiccup barely manages to escape the saddle before the dragon trots up to Viggo and greets him with a hard nudge along his side. Viggo grins at the nightfury and runs one hand over his scales, eyes soft and voice murmuring something Hiccup can’t hear.

It’s unsettling and nothing like Hiccup would expect from the man.

“Good morning, darling. Sleep well?” Viggo addresses Hiccup. He makes a noncommittal sound in lew of an answer. His eyes stay focused on the absentminded way Viggo continues to pet Toothless and the dragon soaks in the attention. “Care to join me for breakfast?”

Hiccup would rather eat in his room or find his father. But it would be a good opportunity to finally ask his questions. After his talk with Arne the previous night, Hiccup has plenty of questions for Viggo.

“Alright.”