ʟᴏᴠᴇ ғᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ [ Hiccup Haddock x Reader }

Hiccup?

A dragon and rider, a unbreakable bond between the two. A rarely trusted and seen bond between beast and Viking.

Vikings have always seen these magical beasts as the enemy. Slaughtering them in battle and using their heads as masks.

All except on a lone island far upon the archipelago, where a girl named Y/n and her light fury, Banshee, both resided in harmony.

Protecting the species of dragons, and her island

"WOOOHOO! OH YEAH BABY!"

A girl with the heart of a dragon, but body and strength of a Viking.

I guess some could consider her, the Dragon Whisperer.

"OH YOU LITTLE-"

A laugh erupted from my lips, a broad smile on my face as we flew through the air. The majestic creatures that resided on my island, all of us flying through the air for feeding time.

Whisp, a beautiful mythical rarely seen dragon. Her body long and slim, feathers on her ankles, bigger than a bewilder beast.

She was known as,

The Queen Of Dragons.

"Whisp!" I tried to call out, the huge mother dragon unable to hear me.

"Let's get her attention girl." I patted my dragon, who cood in response, picking up her speed to fly straight towards the eye of the dragon.

Whisp sensed us and finally glanced at me. Letting out some magical like sounds almost like soft curious purring.

Banshee said something to her that I didn't understand, well of course I wouldn't understand but either way, I turned Banshee to begin leading her back home. We flew out a long way and it was getting close to sundown.

It felt magical, being surrounded by hundreds of dragons, with the presence and protection of the Queen Of Dragons herself.

Deadly Nadders squaked along side us, Terrible Terrors having fun in the sky, Scuttleclaws preforming areal acrobatics, and tons of different species flying alongside.

"And to think we're leading them huh girl?" I said to Banshee with a chuckle, gently scroking her head who squaked in response.

However, as it became darker, I noticed an island in the near distance. A island that used to be empty. Now had fire on it. Huts built along the edge. I took out my stethoscope and began trying to get a clear vision on the place. There were Vikings inside, with dragons.

Dragon hunters?

I stopped Banshee mid air. We were at cloud level, so I turned and quietly signaled Whisp to take everyone home, above clouds.

Whisp purred in response. Disappearing in the mist of the clouds, with everyone else following behind. I gently patted Banshee and we flew down towards the hutted areas.

Most of the Vikings seemed to be sharing a meal together near a fire. Their dragons on standby. Most of them sleeping inside the place.

Quietly, I landed Banshee on the roof of a hut with a monstrous nightmare head carved above. I could see a clear view inside from here, Banshee spread her wings to keep her balance, her eyes snake like as she watched the commotion inside on alert.

Meanwhile, I used my stethoscope to spy inside. Vikings seemed to be laughing, others seemed completely out of it. There were in total five Vikings inside.

A female, blonde hair, blue or green eyes, can't see that well, seemed annoyed and completely out of it.

A male, more on the chubbier side, had a small Viking helmet resting on the top of his head. Was laughing and seemed to be excited about something.