marinbean-deactivated20140214: May I have your new URL?

This is where I feel like I’m being a bit of a dick, but the entire point of starting the new blog is to start new. When it first starts out, I honestly think I’m going to only give the new URL (which I haven’t even come up with yet) to perhaps three people that I am 100% comfortable with. I honestly want to start out on the smallest possible scale.

That being said, maybe we’ll find each other, but as it stands right now, I’m not going to be giving the URL to very many people, if anyone at all.

Then I’d just have the same problem I do now, I feel.

oh my ravioli


solemnpledge: Accents


that makes four

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thethorstontwins: Accentssssssssssssssssssss

This rhythmic heart that only beats for u

solemnpledge: Accents

Thank friend

If I get 10 ‘Accents’ I’ll record myself saying all this~



  • Your name and username.
  • Where you’re from.
  • Pronounce the following words: Aunt, Roof, Route, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Pajamas, Caught, Naturally, Aluminium, GIF, Tumblr, Crackerjack, Doorknob, Envelope, GPOY.
  • What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?
  • What is a bubbly carbonated drink called?
  • What do you call gym shoes?
  • What do you call your grandparents?
  • What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?
  • What is the thing you change the TV channel with?
  • Choose a book and read a passage from it.
  • Do you think you have an accent?
  • Be a wizard or a vampire?
  • Do you know anyone on Tumblr in real life?
  • End audio post by saying any THREE words you want.

The Time’s Come

I don’t particularly think that too many people will be worried about this, but it is an end to a very important and meaningful thing, at least to me, so I thought I should at least make a post explaining what’s up.

I’ve been tossing around the idea for a while now on whether or not I should delete this blog. Most of the time I didn’t make a sound decision out of fear that it was good or bad emotions influencing me, so I left things as they were. After talking to a friend I’ve come up with a pretty calm decision, one that they helped me make. I do believe it’s time to delete this blog. I don’t want to give a particular reason as to why but the main reason is that I feel the need to start fresh, and to rid myself of my anxieties. 

I’m not leaving the fandom or quitting roleplaying as Hiccup by any means, but this blog itself is done. It’s a strong source of anxieties to me and I need to make a comfortable environment for me, and roleplaying on a smaller scale with a fresh start seems to be the key to doing so.

Perhaps we’ll meet again, but regardless I wish everyone the best and that all of you will be happy <3

[AU] Blizzards and Temples and Dragons. Oh my! /Closed RP



The viking swiped a piece of hair poking at his eye away from his face and grabbed his prosthetic. The hope that nothing was the matter seemed to drift far, far away, until Toothless’ huffs and stamps caused that hope to vanish into thin air. Hiccup sighed and snapped on his fake limb, rubbing it a bit to make sure it was on correctly. He turned his head and stared hard at Toothless, sleep still plaguing his eyesight, then blinked hard for a few seconds and rubbed at his eyes.

"Alright, you have my undivided attention. But if all you want is fish then I’m going straight back to bed," the viking grumbled. He arose from his bed and followed Toothless to the staircase, trying very carefully not to make too much noise, and also not to fall down flat on his face.

Hiccup had no idea what his dragon wanted but it seemed urgent. Once downstairs he looked to Toothless and rose his hands in a gesture of ‘what now?’. This was seeming less and less like the desire for fish and more and more something that needed actual work. Great. Might as well say goodbye to sleep, and hello to whatever trouble awaited.

Hopefully it was still fish.

If Toothless could use human words he’d probably be shouting them. However the most he could manage were huffs and small roars, loud enough to be urgent but not so much to wake up Stoic. As lithely as he could manage in such a cramped house, he bounded down the stairs and nudged open the door. 

The blizzard outside had calmed, large snowflakes drifted in the air still but the view was clear. Berk was now covered in a blanket of snow high enough that Toothless could almost feel it on his stomach. It was too deep for Hiccup to run through efficiently. 

He snorted as he turned sideways, gesturing for the human to get on his back. Once he was on, he took off bounding. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to fly, as he wasn’t exactly sure what he was looking for. But after a few bounds and a responsive opening of his tail fin, he spread his wings and took off upwards. His height did not go far above the houses, but he kept his attention focused. He tried to remember which direction the sound came from, and once there, he landed.

The snow was powdery soft and tumbled everywhere when he touched the ground. He sniffed the air, checked for signs of disturbed snow, but by now more snow had fallen and probably covered everything.

He knew he’d heard something, he had to find it. Something drew him to the sound. 

He walked, sniffed the air, his head turning back and forth with ears listening to every sound. Not a moment later he stopped, his ears pointed forward. Several feet ahead there lay a mound of snow, but it didn’t resemble a rock or bush. It was in the middle of a small clearing, and there were tracks just behind it, lightly dusted with fallen snow. In the breeze, a small bit of white furry cloth fluttered. 

Was this what he heard? It’s shape did not resemble any sort of dragon he knew. He huffed to Hiccup, looking back to him for his judgement. 

Hiccup followed his dragon outside and sighed at the large amount of snow and his unfortunate state of attire. Note to self, invest in warmer clothes. A shiver passed through him as he raised one scrawny leg to insert into the snow, and any one passing him would swear they heard an unmanly whine.

He was notably grateful when Toothless allowed him sanctuary on top of his back, a little ways away from the stupid snow he so dreadfully hated immediately after waking up.

Once they took off Hiccup shrunk close to Toothless. The chilly wind ran right through him. Next time the merchant was in town he was so buying like, fifty fur coats. He could pay his dad back later, or something.

The viking kept his attention on the ground, trying to search for whatever Toothless seemed to be worried about. At first he saw and heard nothing but after a moment he was able to catch the smallest of sounds, like a mouse creeping through your house, quiet but still noticeable if you were alert enough.

They had landed now, and Hiccup still hadn’t caught any signs of a being around. But, once Toothless had walked a bit further, there was a noticeable mound of snow that seemed unnatural, out of place even. It was odd, even by Berk’s standards. Hiccup hopped off of Toothless and glanced at the mound, then back to Toothless. 

He wasn’t sure if it was a trick of sorts, but after thinking about it a bit he assumed that wasn’t it. It was freezing and no one would willingly freeze themselves for a prank. Hiccup nodded firmly at Toothless, then began trudging forward, a hand held above his head to keep the wind and flurry of snow out of his face.

Upon coming closer to the mound, the brunet once more turned to Toothless and raised an eyebrow, unsure of his next move.

With an unsure breath he nudged the pile, and when there was no reaction, he did so once more. A body flopped from outside the mound and Hiccup had to do everything in his power not to jump fifty feet in the air. He calmed his nerves and struggled to turn over the body, dressed in a white, warm looking fabric, to reveal a lady’s face.

Well, that was not the type of person he was expecting. Hiccup turned to look at Toothless with a panicked expression on his face. This was becoming more and more troublesome as the seconds ticked by— but he couldn’t just leave her here.

Hiccup walked to the side of the girl and attempted to heave her princess style, and when all that did was result in strained muscles and a possible hernia he stared at Toothless, exasperated. He motioned for his dragon to come closer and lower his stomach, then moved to the woman’s legs and began dragging her that way, flipping her onto Toothless’s back so she was essentially folded on his spine. 

He wiped the sweat off his brow (or at least tried since it seemed to have frozen on his face) and jumped onto Toothless, having him take them home while he struggled to keep the girl from sliding right off.

When they arrived home, Hiccup struggled to get the girl up stairs— if she happened to have any strange bumps or bruises in the morning, it was certainly not his fault. After fighting with the dead weight, he finally managed to get her onto his bed. He then fell to the ground and fell asleep on the spot.

Still cold, though.

solemnpledge: woah welcome back friend. -gives cookies-

I am far from back friend 8D I’m just getting on whenever I feel comfortable and replying to a thread/ask or two and such

However I shall accept these cookies and hope that I’ll be back more sometime soon~

Thank you very kindly darling~ <3