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*ೃ༄ gentle love prompts ˚◞♡ ⃗
— kissing them goodmorning/goodnight
— fixing their clothes before they leave the house
— hugging them from behind
— reassuring them when they're anxious
— soothing them to sleep
— cooking for them
— patching them up
— sitting with them in silence just for company
— holding them close
— playing with their hair
— letting them rant without judgement
— picking up things that remind you of them
— showering/bathing with them
— playful teasing
— reassuring them of your love
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Bilbo in An Unexpected Journey
#&& visage // go back to your books and arm chair#hi did you know i love this little guy#but my new tag for him hurts me#long post.
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☈ ― a collection of angsty sentence starters
❝ it wasn't all your fault ❞
❝ i can't just sit by and do nothing when you're suffering! ❞
❝ stop pushing everyone away ❞
❝ you haven't been yourself lately ❞
❝ i don't want to lose you, too ❞
❝ hope is overrated ❞
❝ why do you sacrifice so much for everyone else? ❞
❝ you're not as empty as you lead others to believe ❞
❝ why didn't you say h... how bad it was? ❞
❝ there's no such thing as fate / destiny ❞
❝ you can't keep it all inside, you know? bottling it up won't do any good... ❞
❝ you can't lose your temper every time you get upset! ❞
❝ please calm down.... you're really scaring me... ❞
❝ if you don't let me help you.... i can't .... i won't stick around to watch you die ❞
❝ tell me you haven’t been drinking again! ❞
❝ you don't sound like yourself anymore ❞
❝ you're just going to give up? ❞
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take this as a promo post. mun's name is alcohol and goes by she/her
if you would like to interact with a bilbo baggins rp blog, please give this post a like or a reblog! i need more people to interact with because my brain rot is crazy for this little hobbit! know that this blog is movie based for now. [i need to get around to read the book]
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@swordince asked:
❛ oh good. my tiger found the ax. ❜
wait. hold on for a moment. what did the man just say?
eyes took in the giant beast that had in fact had an ax in it's maw, something that made the hobbit back away in fear. last time he dealt with a creature as big as the one in front of him there was blood and screams that surrounded him. so forgive him if he holds his hand against his heart to calm himself down.
"wh-where did he get that? how did he even--where did he come from?"
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@okenskeld asked:
“ you can’t be stupid like this. ”
giant bee's, the scent of fresh honey was rich in the air around them as bilbo found his way through biorn's garden. yes there had been orcs around the farmland, but the hobbit had heard from the wizard that they wouldn't dare trek their way through in fear of their host. so of course bilbo had figured that since that was the case, that journeying around the small fields couldn't be of any harm.
seems though he was wrong as he got a talking to by the leader of the company, to which the hobbit stuffed the acorn that he had found in his pocket the moment he heard thorin speak.
"you needn't worry, i wasn't going to be gone for long," he answered, trying not to make thorin too upset at the fact that he ventured from the group. "i just wanted to look at what biorn had growing, maybe pick up a few inspirations for my own garden back home."
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here i am, im not dead i promise !
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I'll be online tomorrow!
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* 𝐇𝐁𝐎'𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒 / 𝐄𝐏 𝟏 & 𝟐.
feel free to change pronouns / wording! spoiler warning.
“ and that’s your biggest worry? ”
“ i presume the prospect of a viral pandemic keeps you up at night as well? ”
“ you like saying no. ”
“ billions of puppets with poisoned minds. ”
“ i was gonna make you birthday pancakes. ”
“ how old are you again? ”
“ gonna have to wear diapers soon. ”
“ you’re still alive, you old fucker. ”
“ your t-shirt’s inside out. ”
“ can’t tell you how exciting it was listening to that fucking conversation. ”
“ i was gettin’ worried. ”
“ i was thinkin’ we’d make some cookies. ”
“ i don’t know why i talk to her. ”
“ you locked the door for once, good job. ”
“ you got me a present? ”
“ i don’t hear anything. ”
“ that was lame. ”
“ i put the change back because i’m an honest thief. ”
“ it’s the thought that counts. ”
“ don’t fall asleep. ”
“ wasn’t my fault this time. ”
“ help me. ”
“ get in the truck! ”
“ you killed her. ”
“ we’re gonna be brave, and we’re gonna get outta this. ”
“ are we sick? ”
“ there’s nowhere to fucking go! ”
“ i got you. ”
“ can you run? ”
“ you keep your eyes on me. ”
“ we’re gonna get you somewhere safe first. ”
“ hey! no one told you to move. ”
“ are you alone? ”
“ how did you get this? ”
“ it’s okay. you’re safe. ”
“ well, the more you shoot people, the harder it is to sleep, i guess. ”
“ you want ‘em or not? ”
“ fucking fireflies been blowing shit up all week. ”
“ it’s easy to make a mistake in the dark. ”
“ i’m not asking you to say anything. ”
“ how about we just let it go? ”
“ you gonna keep me here? kill me? ”
“ i give you my word that he won’t hurt you. ”
“ i’d like to go home and drink ‘til my face stops hurting. ”
“ they’re shooting at us. ”
“ i’m not a firefly! ”
“ people are gonna come looking for me. ”
“ let me out or you’re gonna pay, motherfuckers! ”
“ i’m not supposed to be here! ”
“ you can’t be serious. ”
“ there are worse things than infected out there. ”
“ i got jumped by a couple guys. ”
“ it’s a miracle you’re alive. ”
“ it’s a miracle any of us are alive. ”
“ i was in fedra lockup all day. ”
“ i need you to take a breath. ”
“ we’re gonna find out, quietly. understand? ”
“ i would very much like for you to hurt him. ”
“ our people are asking what’s going on, and i don’t know what to tell them. ”
“ rebellion takes time. ”
“ is this real? ”
“ keep it quiet. ”
“ you tell me to ‘look for the light’ and i’ll break your jaw. ”
“ you’re not scared. ”
“ why did you stop them? ”
“ i won’t tell anyone about any of this, i swear. ”
“ you were safe there until you decided to sneak out. ”
“ why won’t you let me go home? ”
“ i wasn’t expecting it. ”
“ you can’t be stupid like this. ”
“ obviously didn’t take ‘fuck off’ for an answer. ”
“ gimme my knife. ”
“ it’s our business to know things. ”
“ you’re the cause of it. ”
“ we don’t smuggle people, sorry. ”
“ i know what’s out there. ”
“ what are they capable of? ”
“ you trust her? ”
“ your watch is broken. ”
“ you mumble in your sleep. ”
“ i’ve never been on the other side of the wall. ”
“ look how dark it is. ”
“ but you know where to go, so we’re gonna be okay. ”
“ holy shit, i’m actually outside! ”
“ you stay close, and you follow my lead. ”
“ i’m not sick! ”
“ i should fucking kill you! ”
“ i apologise about your lunch. ”
“ is this bite from a human? ”
“ so they’re still out there… ”
“ i have spent my life studying these things. ”
“ i’m not infected. ”
“ i think what really impressed them was the fact that i didn’t turn into a fucking monster. ”
“ there’s not gonna be anything bad in here? ”
“ better them than us. ”
“ i’m gonna talk to you like you’re an adult. ”
“ fuck you, man, i didn’t ask for this. ”
“ can i have a gun? ”
“ i’ll have to thrown a fucking sandwich at them. ”
“ they hit most of the big cities like this, they had to slow the spread somehow. ”
“ whatever, i snuck in. ”
“ you got some balls on you, sister. ”
“ people like to tell stories. ”
“ have you heard of books? ”
“ i don’t know how i was supposed to know that. ”
“ you’re a weird kid. ”
“ you try climbing ten fucking floors with our knees, see how you feel. ”
“ where’d you learn to do that? ”
“ no more questions about me. ”
“ was it hard? like, knowing they were people once. ”
“ you step on a patch of cordyceps in one place, and you can wake a dozen infected from somewhere else. now they know where you are, now they come. ”
“ you’re not immune from being ripped apart. ”
“ from this point forward, we are silent. ”
“ well, i didn’t shit my pants, so… ”
“ how about you just take the good news? ”
“ is it everything you hoped for? ”
“ our luck had to run out sooner or later. ”
“ i never ask you for anything. ”
“ save who you can save. ”
“ i’m not going with you! ”
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because of @okenskeld asking me about if bilbo knew what the ring was doing to him---i have to post my response here for you guys to see my thoughts on it too!
just looking at that scene and seeing the anguish in bilbo's eyes the moment he realizes what he's done [to the small spider creature] and what the ring is ALREADY doing to him?? he knows for sure what's going on. but at the same time he has doubts in himself. without the ring he would have never have gotten out of the goblin tunnels, without the ring he wouldn't be where he is right then and there. without it he feels like he won't be any help to thorin or the company.
i can see him mulling it over MANY times on his walk through the mirkwood forest to rescue the company, on how bad this ring really is but the pro's always outweighed the cons because i can see the ring being the thing that plants the doubts in bilbo's mind without him realizing it. just imagining it whispering to him "without me you won't get far, you were moments away from being killed back in gollum's cave, without me you wouldn't have found your 'courage' blah blah blah."
so yes, he recognizes it, but the ring is a tricky thing and kinda manipulates him to keeping it
#&& study.#i just had to post it here too#so have it so others can know that bilbo knows but the ring keeps maniulating him---
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some bagginshield from a while back! (commissioned by @ithoughtiwaspunny)
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@okenskeld asked:
Through the open window, the one that overlooks Bilbo's garden, summer and the noises of the night floats on in. Crickets chirp happily in a garden well taken care of, the flashing lights of fireflies float by every so often. Thorin looks away from this, turning inwards towards the light that shines from within the hobbit hole. "Bilbo..." voice is low as they approach, quiet and intimate. They unfurl their hand, revealing a small bead. The craftmanship is nigh perfect; etchings follow around the small circle, a ring of metal around the top and bottom. The wood is a deep chestnut brown, ruddy and bold enough to stand against the color of Bilbo's hair. "If you'll allow me?"
water rushed over soiled hands as bilbo was cleaning away all the dirt and grime from the day of laboring in his garden. he knew that the cucumbers were quickly overbearing his pantry, this year was a wonderful harvest for the vegetables, but he was beginning to worry that they'll go bad thanks to the copious amount.
it was why he was thankful he lived in such a lively community. he'd spend the day tomorrow venturing around his neighborhood, offering some freshly grown cucumbers in order to be rid of them. that was his plan anyway, and he'd stick to it weather permitting.
he had been so lost in his thoughts of tomorrow that he didn't hear thorin come in the kitchen. hands rubbing against the towel so they could dry quickly, he turned to the other.
"heavens, you've startled me," he voiced lightly in a cheerful tone, even if thorin spoke in a soft tone themself, bilbo was so stuck in his own mind that he didn't see this coming. eyes looked downward at the bead that was offered. "oh, thorin, it's beautiful," his words were almost a whisper as he looked at the craftsmanship. he loved everything thorin made, the hobbit could tell just how much love and devotion the dwarf gave to each and every thing they created.
but wait.
"that's for me?" he didn't know how long his hair has gotten since last he cut it, but with how thorin looked, they seemed to want to braid his hair and who was bilbo to say no? "yeah, yeah, of course! not sure how tangled my hair has gotten these days, but you can surely do whatever you want, i'll just--" he set the towel down and walked past thorin, now on a mission. "get a comb."
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biblo loves his torin
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bilbo will feed ur character. ur hungry??? bilbo got u fam. he won't let anyone go hungry, not on his watch.
#he will cook for your muse#let him cook for ur muse#&& study.#he let 13 dwarves take over his pantry/kitchen for goodness sake
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Bilbo "burglar" Baggins
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days , weeks, months--bilbo didn't know how long he had been lingering around the infirmary as thorin healed from the battle upon battle upon battle they had went through. everything blended into one long lifetime, he forgot when days turned into nights and vice versa. the other's kept telling him to go and get fresh air, that the underground wasn't good for one's health in such a dire situation. but bilbo ignored them for the most part, only when he was in charge of collecting water from the lake for the large group would he leave his post and go with a small trope of dwarves to the surface.
he needed to be here when they woke up, he INSISTED on it. he wasn't going to do anything else save eating and sleeping (and only then was it a couple hours if that, not to mention he wouldn't leave thorin's side when doing so). there would be an odd complaint here and there from the hobbit about how his neck was riddled with kinks, but those were few and far between for he knew better than to whine when the king was fighting for their life every second of every day.
it's how he was found when thorin started to wake. head resting against his arms which were resting on the side of the bed that thorin had been recovering on, there almost being a whistle to his breaths. the moment he felt movement from the other bilbo's eyes snapped open, head rising quickly from where he had been.
for a second in time bilbo forgot how to breath as he saw thorin open their eyes. in an instant he gathered the dwarf's hand in both of his own, voicing his thoughts with tears already starting to trickle down his face.
"yeah.." he swallowed, his breath hitching after his mind remembered how. "i know, but..but don't you worry, it's okay, we're okay..you're okay." his hands did their best not to squeeze thorin's too tightly, but he wanted them to know that this was real.
they all survived. and what a joy that was.
One would assume merriment after such arduous quest, for joy to saturate the air but such is not in the halls of this mountain home. There may be relief but the light that shines is tinged bitter, for weeks now still lay the body of one Thorin Oakenshield. Sweat beads the brow, hair now twisted in knots despite the wash the locks received. The images that flash behind closed eyes are one of blood, pain, suffering; a long fought war that they see ending differently.
At first there had been nothing, only the absences of pain and a sorrow that one could not wholly and truly explain as a dulling gaze met wet eyes. What they believed to be their last words spoken, an apology and also a call for hope, peace. Let the world be a merrier place, let it be brighter, happier, with folks like their hobbit.
But soon from the darkness came a full bodied pain and image after image of a mind wracked with fever until all at once it comes to head. In their hand their sword, their feet slip across the ice but try as they might to reach the other side they aren't steady enough, fast enough, strong enough and Bilbo... their hobbit, their burglar--
When their eyes open they see nothing at first, they hear nothing but the pounding of their own heart and images of kin and friends dead and gone. There is a weight on their chest it feels, holding them down but it doesn't deter them from reaching out still searching, "Bilbo! Where--!"
@rngbrglr : i’m here. i’m not going anywhere.
Finally eyes focus, blinking through a fog until all Thorin can see is Bilbo. Their hand lifts and reaches out overlapping with the hobbit's own where thick fingers squeeze and it is like a breath of fresh air. He is real and he is here. There is no dirt beneath their nails, no grim, mud, dirt that stain their hands and should they look down they would see their clothes fresh as well.
"I've no words.." they confesses, voice cracking from their time asleep, "I had seen.. thought we were all done." Relief paints their face, heavy brows relaxing with it. "And yet here you are."
as said by kaidan alenko. ac.
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time to sit down and write a reply for punk----and then who knows, the sky is the limit
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