Tfw your character won't cooperate for anything but an angst post so you just suffer

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Tfw your character won't cooperate for anything but an angst post so you just suffer
I wish the eagles were coming
"If you see anyone come running out screaming, it's just me."
the mummy sentence starters;
"Really, Master Baggins––––?" A chuckle escapes him; the sound a guttural grinding of vocal chords against raw throat, pitched against the eerie silence of a night sky pregnant with the promise of change. Humour seems misplaced here, now. Humour seems an intrusion upon the gravity of a moment as poignant as this, whispering names of the past through gritted teeth clouded in ash. Humour seems another layer of armour put on by a Dwarf too restless to draw courage from his companions, yet too proud to admit such a thing.
"An' here ye had me thinkin' it might be th' dragon comes runnin' out."
majestiies started following you
Bilbo's mouth drops for but a few moments ---- he might have named the woman in front of him Galadriel but for her considerably smaller height.
❝ Oh, my. It's been quite a while since the Shire was visited by someone so lovely. How might I assist, my lady? ❞
ڿ❀ڰвαggιηѕ
*casually puts ring on*
wOAH IM INVISIBLE??
Creeping silently up behind Thranduil, Bilbo waited for the opportune moment to strike. Without warning, he leaned as far up as he could go and licked the tip of the king's ear fleetingly before pulling back with a laugh and ducking out of sight.
Whoever believed Hobbit's were as innocent and coy as they appeared to be was sorely mistaken. Bilbo Baggins especially never failed to make wicked use of his sneakiness and he had grown very adept at being soundless. He had to, amongst the keen elvenborn and their impeccable hearing one had to be a silent shadow in the moonless night. Thranduil gave a sound, not quite a scream but certainly a noise of utmost surprise. The laugh resonated through the halls like the malicious giggle of a poltergeist and the king shook from unwanted little ripples of pleasure. Oh his revenge will be delicious.
lostsonofdurin replied to your post: [mun ships you with Thorin!]
let’s be real over half of your followers will like to hear this
dude get with the times. everyone hopped on the boromera train
I do believe the worst is behind us
YOU DID NOT BILBO
YOU DID NOT JUST SAY THAT