Gary Gave His Friend A Very Dry Look.Robert. We Never Grew Out Of That. Or Do You Not See The Jail Cell

Gary gave his friend a very dry look. “Robert. We never grew out of that. Or do you not see the jail cell we’re in?” He asked.

“Yes, I see it Gary.” Robert rolled his eyes. “You completely missed my point, Gar. I was trying to reminisce.”

“Remember when we were young, breaking every rule we came across?”

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Did I miss anyone? Is there anyone else? There haven’t been any blogs that were really intense with a sensory overload so it was calming and fun to do!!

DOES THIS MEAN I HAVE PERMISSION TO WRITE MORE??????? BECAUSE I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS NOW

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(I’m gonna try????? Nothing long cause I love this idea and don’t want to mess it up.)

#continued from someone else#hobbit#Bilbo Baggins#Fili#Kili#AU#alternative universe#hobbit au

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“okay so I looked it up and you actually do have to place it right in the fire.”

“I swear to God I just heard it purring. It sounded like a cat.”

“The sword is about 500 yrs old. Used to kill this one fire demon, can’t spell it but he killed a bunch of people. Enchanted by the twelve mages of Cresterfell or something like that and turned invincible by the demon’s blood. Really good for scaring the neighbors.”

“...This is like the seventh set of runes I’ve had to do for you. Are you really that forgetful?” “Yes and I lose alot of stuff. Now this time, I need it for my wallet.”

“This is gonna be so coo-OH FUCK WE FUCKED UP SHIT SHIT SHIT.” “FOR THE VINE!”

“Make sure my scales look good!” “Hold on, I want to brush my hair first, kind of knotted from...Well, you know.” “Are my fangs clean? I think there might still be a little fish in them.” “Guys you’re fine! Can we just take the damn selfie?!”

“Well ma’am, you see, normally we would just fix this sort of thing at home instead of coming all the way to the hospital. But um...I don’t know how to change my friend back.” *friend angrily clucks as chicken* *witch nurse tries very hard not to smack two stupid teenagers for angering a wizard with prank calls*

i want realistic modern fantasy like

someone finding a dragon egg and livetweeting the process of trying to hatch it (with no prior knowledge on how a dragon egg should be hatched)

a guy selling an enchanted sword on craigslist

a tattoo artist who does spell runes but for really mundane stuff like conjuring a bound demonic pen or for summoning your keys

summoning a demon for the vine

selfies with mermaids

prank calling wizards

(Okay have to write more.)

This wasn’t how he was hoping this would go.

Getting the boys out had been easy. No one ever really watched him anymore when he was out, too convinced that they’d beaten him into submission enough to keep him from trying to run anymore. It actually made him sick a little, realizing he could have escaped at any time before this. But he didn’t have time to think about that. Because once he’d gotten the boys out into the trees, something had alerted their captors to their absence and now they were being chased.

They were gaining on them too. Especially with those dogs. And the boys weren’t very fast, they were malnourished and their legs weren’t long enough to really keep up. Bilbo swore as he realized there was no way they were going to outrun the men hunting them. But maybe...He swallowed as his eyes frantically darted around for a place to hide....There! Bilbo shoved the boys towards the hollow tree he’d spotted and quickly pushed them inside. For a split second he thought maybe he could hide with them too, but the tree was too small. There was no way he’d ever fit.

Not far behind them, dogs barked and the men shouted. Their words seemed to change every few minutes, sometimes taunting and threatening and then sometimes promising to be forgiving if they came right back and how they wouldn’t punish them. Bilbo looked back in panic before turning back to the boys and giving them a stern, brave, look he didn’t even know he was capable of making. “Stay here, don’t make a sound, and don’t come out until it’s safe. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” Both of them tried to protest but he was up and running before they could stop him. He slowed slightly, letting their pursuers catch sight of him, before speeding up again.

He really hoped he got to go back to those boys.

Stay here, don’t make a sound and don’t blink come out until it’s safe. I’ll be back as soon as I can.

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