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Taped to Hiccup’s door was a small, almost neatly folded note, with a red tulip taped to the note. The note itseld read as follows:
Dear Hiccup:
I’ve been meaning to tell you for a while, and I guess an anonymous note is the best way for me to do it without having to face the embarrassment of telling you in person.
Hiccup, I think you’re probably the most handsome wonderful funny attractive amazing person I’ve ever met. I don’t know if you’ve ever thought of me in that way and I doubt you ever would, but I’ve known I’ve liked you for a while. Every chance I get to see you is one I gladly take. Your smile is amazing and holy crap your laugh is like music in my ears. You have no idea how happy it makes me to make you smile for even just a moment. I think you’re the best thing, maybe the best person in my life right now. I know being with you is a long shot and even if we did give it a shot, I worry it wouldn’t last long because I’d just disappoint you and let you down since I’d be nowhere near as amazing as you. Believe it or not, you’re actually quite the catch.
However even if I just got one shot with you, even just one date, I’d try to make it fun and exciting and memorable. Just as long as I got to take you out just once, I think that would be more than enough. For now though all I can really be okay with giving you is this flower. Call it cheesy and stupid and whatever, but I didn’t have time to buy the almost as cheesy and stupid box of chocolate.
Anyways, this whole romance thing isn’t exactly for me. I’ve got no idea how this is supposed to work so I’ll just stop here. I hope you have a good day and all that jazz. I also hope you keep on smiling that stupid smile of yours that I can never get enough of.
Sincerely: J Anonymous Hopeful Gu Secret Admirer
P.S.: Tell Toothless I said ‘Hi’. Maybe then he won’t try to claw my legs off the next time I see him.
Green eyes would roll upon finishing the letter because the last note made it all too obvious who it was. It was still a sweet letter though, and that’s all that really mattered.
💌 (If it's even possible at this point)
Send 💌 for a love letter from my muse || Selectively Accepting
There were a few tape marks on Jack’s apartment door surrounding the note which was folded in an envelope and held up with multiple strips as if there was a lot of indecision in leaving it there. On the front of the envelope was just written a simple “Jack.”
The note inside reads as follows:
Jack,
This whole thing we’ve got is really new and all but I don’t think that should stop us from being able to celebrate this stupid holiday called Valentine’s Day. I don’t care for it, it’s really just a marketing scheme to get people to buy more chocolate and flowers under the guise of some romantic necessity.
Basically it’s lame and I hate it but I don’t hate you (and you’re not lame…ish). I mean I guess this is where the cheesy stuff starts.
You have pretty blue eyes and your smile is really contagious. I didn’t smile a lot for a while until I met you. Well that’s not true. When I men you I was still scowling because you were a weirdo that jumped behind my counter and almost got me into trouble. Later though you weren’t so bad.
So I guess I kind of like like you. (IGNORE THAT IT SOUNDS STUPID I DIDN’T WRITE THIS LINE)
Okay this has gone on long enough and I need to stop before I embarrass myself so I guess if you want to be my valentine that’d be cool, but if not that’s cool too. I probably sound like a five-year-old asking anyway.
-Hiccup
P.S. I’m still taking you out for dinner.
Ⓐ
Send me Ⓐ and my muse will rate yours | Accepting (Selectively)
Attractiveness:
repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words
Personality:
grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted || egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible
How likely they would have sex with them:
not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex
Level of Friendship:
never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||
First impression of them:
I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them
Current impression of them:
I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them
How good of a kisser:
worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed
HEY! you there!!!
I wanted to say thank you for rping with me I know I may not be the best, or even good really, but I haven’t gotten a lot of people to rp or talk to me for the past couple months, even debating on deleting this blog, but thanks to you, I found how much fun it is to rp on tumblr again, thank you so much, you mean the world to me ♥ ♥ its been a long three years and I don’t plan on stopping any time soon, thank u bbys
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Morality Meme
⚔:Would your muse kill if they had to in order to protect a loved one?
A tough on indeed.
I believe Jack would avoid killing at all costs, but if his options were exhausted and in the heat of the moment, then yes, he would kill if he had to. When it comes to people he cares about and loves, there’s nothing he won’t do for them. He’ll protect them to the end.
♔
Nonsexual acts of Intimacy
♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
Hiccup had been getting a little frustrated digging through his drawers trying to find his favorite shirt. He swore he’d washed it, it should’ve been in here folded up on top of the pile waiting for him to wear it, but it wasn’t there.
Just in case he’d decided to check his hamper, digging through the dirtied clothing looking for the familiar and unique red hue of the fabric he was seeking, but still to no avail. It had to be somewhere though, right? He didn’t misplace it, he couldn’t have. He always kept track of that one shirt, because it was a gift from his boyfriend and sported a really interesting design of a black Dragon on its front, so there were two reasons he liked wearing it but it was nowhere to be found.
Then of course he left the bedroom to ask Jack if he had somehow seen it, and there it was. The sleek, black Dragon sat right on Jack’s chest because yet again he’d stolen his clothes. A whole set of them in fact, shirt, skinny jeans, and even his favorite beanie he always paired with that exact ensemble. It shouldn’t have surprised him really, any time Jack stayed over another piece of his clothing went missing until he found it tossed somewhere in Jack’s room of his own apartment. Maybe sometimes it was cute, but when this little shit stole his favorites on purpose…then it wasn’t so cute.
❝I swear to the Gods, Jack. I’m going to have to end up locking my clothes in a safe so you’ll start bringing your own when you stay the night.❞