httyd reacts to hiccstrid

reincarnate in the world of how to train your dragon with a summon system to conquer all the world i don't own httyd,sparta, assassin or anything just the story

The Story begins after the events of HTTYD 2 movie. Zoya, the MC of this fanfic, was reincarnated as a young Night Fury. Follow her as she adapts to her new reality and faces adversity to find a place for herself in the complex dynamic of humans, dragons and everything in between. --- This is my first story on this platform and any overall that I publicated in any way, so do keep that in mind. I also write it most for myself so don't expect regular updates. Anyways, if you're staying, then have a nice read. --- Also this is not my original idea, but my take on a fanfic by Majo_Kuro_Akuma that has been dropped for around one year as I write this (title: Not so tamable). Therefore first chapters are quite similar. Book Cover by GoT-God from Pinterest

A boy and his dragon were found on a Dragon hunter ship and were rescued by Hiccup and the other riders. How will he adapt to new life on the edge and discover new tales

**No Harem** *Expect quirky refrences and quotes* First off, english is my first language and also i just wanna make it clear that i do not own any of the characters or intellectual property excluding my main mc. All rights remain with their creators. So no infringement intended. * Pretty much a game like system novel, non sentient though. * Our mc gets a expedited trip through the afterlife after a chance encounter with truck-kun. After coming too, he discovers that he has been transmigrated to planetos, with a kickass dragon summoning/architecture system. Everything has a price in westeros. What will he do? | Im willing to take input along the way | Enjoy

The RWBY girls Ruby,Weiss,Blake,And Clyde(Yang) React to pretty much everything and anything i can think of.

¿Qué pasaría si una sola decisión cambiara el destino de un joven jinete de dragón para siempre? Esa noche, Hipo no fue a la aldea a convencer a nadie. Montó a Chimuelo y se fue sin mirar atrás. No fue cobardía. Fue el primer acto de valentía de su vida. Sin el peso de su padre, sin el miedo al fracaso, sin las cadenas de la tradición, Hipo dejó de ser el inútil, la espina de pescado, el hijo que nunca dio la talla. Con el tiempo, los dragones marginados encontraron en él un líder. Y él encontró en ellos un propósito. Mientras tanto, en Berk, Estoico no comprende la huida de su hijo. Cree que los dragones lo secuestraron o lo corrompieron. Su dolor se transforma en odio. Odio más profundo hacia las bestias que le arrebataron a su heredero. Pero no sabe la verdad. No sabe que su hijo, el que llamaba inútil, ha cruzado los cielos, ha unido manadas enteras y ha reclamado un trono que ningún vikingo había osado imaginar. Hipo Horrendo Abadejo III ya no es la espina de pescado. Ahora es el Rey de los Dragones. Y desde las alturas, observa el mundo que dejó atrás... no con rencor, sino con la certeza de que, por primera vez, ha encontrado su lugar.

hidup adalah tentang hitam putih dunia ini dimana kita berjalan seiring waktu melalui berbagai macam hal yang kita alami....

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.