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[ I just wanted to say that I need to take a semi-hiatus for this blog. I don't want to force things, but Bilbo has hidden somewhere from me, and writing him is me forcing words. I don't want it. Besides, I'm also slightly invested in other things, and I should really do my schoolwork finally. But I'm not going anywhere, I'll be back. Soon. In the closest time I'll have a Tolkien movies re-watch, and then I'll probably be back. I'm sorry guys! I love you all so much! ]

#outofhalfling; #also I'm stil wary about all of this #this blog delete made me reluctant #I'm so sorry guys

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#outofhalfling; #things are not cooperating again but I have shit saved #JESUS I AM SO SORRY GUYS THINGS SUCK HERE

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{ justthatidiot }

        As much as Bilbo did not wish to admit it, standing in the middle of the forest, with little to no clue where he was, seemed like getting lost. Again. A great hobbit sense of direction betrayed him yet once again, and he could already see hear the remarks from Thorin once he was found.          If he was found, that is.

         So far, the only thing up on his mind was not to get killed by nasty, dangerous things. Quite frankly, Sting in his hand did not bring any more courage either. What was a use for such a little sword, anyway, if Bilbo had really no idea how to properly use it.

         Soon, however, upon hearing a crack of a branch, he tucked himself to the tree, and with beating heart awaited.

#I am incredibly sorry it took so long jfc #internet and life kicked me in the backside #justthatidiot #v; main #Starter;

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I just want a 1) post-bro/love hug 2) stupid-in-love!Thorin 3) possessive!Thorin 4) Bilbo in “what the hell did I do wrong nowww” and “why is he staring at me this way”. 5) PJ, listen my/our prayers, please. That’s all. My life is starting to be ruined for the second time.

#I will be tomorrow for real tho this is because of my internet #the staying at my aunts #and egenarally tired and stuck with doing projects in the break #i'm sorry #anyway so cUTE OMG #also feels #memories;

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[ WARNING: I'm still at my godmother's, I got booze, prepare for tipsy soon. Js. ]

#outofhalfling; #also i did the merlin thing i hate myself

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[ Just a small update from me: the reason of my disappearance yesterday was because my internet straight off died on me and it's not up til now. Anyways, I'll be on later, because I am visiting my godmother now and she has internet working just fine. So, see you in a while, now off for drinks and games. Woo. ]

#my godmother is like 32 she's super cool #js #outofhalfling;

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Last but not least, shirelocks just. The genius idea of a khal thorin and khaleesi bilbo with their dragon smaug I just  I REALLY LIKED THE IDEA OKAY. IT’S GENIUS.

#IM LOOKING AT YOU LILLY AND WAITING #JS #I WANT THIS ASAP #i just really want this alright #someone rp this with me #memories; #kinda

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you're not any help guys for real who should I do I want to do a merlin character

#outofhalfling; #actually I should give up re-watching tv shows and start finally writing things jfc

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#i need this back on my blog because reasons #memories; #unseenmockingjay

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[ Okay, I'm here, going to finish stuff and watch Merlin meanwhile. I just really want a character from Merlin someone stop me. ]

#outofhalfling; #yep i'm stupid like that

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[ Friends, I will write you all the rest of the starters tomorrow, as I will reply! It's actually 1:30AM here, and I'm just incredibly tired. Therefore, see you all tomorrow! And thank you! I love you all so much, you're all much help! ]

#outofhalfling; #I am still open for plotting let's plot guys

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{ shirelingfrodo }

       It had truly been a merry evening, Bilbo had to confess. One that brought many other hobbits outside, and the same one that made Bilbo think in less grumpy thoughts than usual.        He sat himself outside the Bag End, on the quite comfortable bench. As the only company having his good pipe, he smoked, and watched youngsters retreat to their homes, stars flickering, night slowly falling in. It made him wonder, for a second, to where Frodo has been, but left it at it. The boy had, indeed, a spirit much like his once was. Or is.

        The old hobbit wasn't sure these days. Not anymore, not with little Ring overly fondly whispering to his ears.

         It did not matter, though, as he finally spotted a small figure running toward the Bag End with rather vast speed, leaving him with a silent chuckle upon his lips.

#so I figured canonically in the lotr he hasn't changed much #and I'm too lazy to make Ian icons now #so #let's go with martin bilbo shall we #it's before shit happened #js #shirelingfrodo #starter; #v; main #will you forgive me #or you'll reply as younger fro #idk #up to you

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{ manliestelf }

       His staying in Mirkwood had grown a bit too long for what it was originally meant to be, but he did not mind that as much as it could be. It took his mind off certain things, surprisingly, despite so many memories being drawn by this place. Thranduil's hospitality to little hobbit was also a strong factor in all of this.        —Although, most of all, he just did not wish to go back.

       Today has been quite loud, Mr. Baggins had to admit. A guest of some sort was supposed to come, but little did Bilbo know, nor was informed by. Instead, he decided to perhaps wander through the corridors a little, to as he called it, refresh his mind.

         That was when he walked straight into someone much bigger than him— to no surprise, an elf.

#manliestelf #hai friend #starter; #v; main

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{ archerofdurinsfolk }

       Setting camp in the woods was by far something about this journey Bilbo liked the least. It's been cold, uncomfortable, and he really wasn't about to start name all the possible things that could have been out there, just waiting to kill them.

       The only thing that was possibly rather pleasing would be the food Bombur could prepare. Surely, it could not be compared to the hobbits' culinary, but nonetheless Bilbo was indeed quite fondly surprised in that matter.         This time, again, he was asked to take the stew to the boys, but instead of both of them, he only found Kili resting by the tree.

#archerofdurinsfolk #idk I'm sorry #I tried #starter; #v; main

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#back from shower so back to writing #oh well #look at this pretty thing #memories;

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Don’t you know how you changed me? Strange how I finally see…

                                   I’ve found home.                                  You’re my h o m e. 

                                                                           stay with me.

#accurate #musings;

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{ knowofdragonfire }

       The evening had been quite fine for Bilbo so far, as he did not feel tired at all. The staying in Mirkwood, in spite of his past experience, had been rather pleasant (at least for a Hobbit who had just been through quite a few nasty things). Few days he'd been here he was shown nothing, but a kindness and generosity from the elves, on behalf of Thranduil himself.

        In fact, he was just about to gather his wits, as earlier he received an invitation to feast with the Elvenking.         Fixing the waistcoat on himself, he entered the dining room.

#knowofdragonfire #well here it is #idk I'm sorry #starter; #v; main