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frodobuggins

frodobuggins

Fly the eagles to Mordor, you say? •Fantasy •Sci Fi •or it’s probably a fanfic

18
Writings
9
Followers
14
Following
frodobuggins

frodobuggins

Fly the eagles to Mordor, you say? •Fantasy •Sci Fi •or it’s probably a fanfic

18
Writings
9
Followers
14
Following
Puppy Treats

frodobuggins

1 min read

The wizard wandered into the tavern like the reaper, and everyone held their breath in fear of who he might choose to play.


“Ghost,” his cold voice emerged like the kraken from the hollow, dark pit of his chest, “sit.”


From underneath his blackened robes emerged the hellhound, the venom of the night, the infamous blight of the sun. A little dog, blonde in coat and soft and curly as a baby’s hea...

Fantasy

2
Encanto

frodobuggins

3 min read

Casita isn’t well. And she was always well, so the Madrigals are going to know about it sooner or later.


She couldn’t help it, these days. Footsteps were either heavier and slower than usual or they were light on their tip toes, usually when Abuela was around.


Her doors were either slamming shut or shutting more slowly. Voices were either louder and angrier or they were whispers. Most often ...

Fantasy

YA fiction

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Dungeons And Demons

frodobuggins

3 min read

“We all look the same in the dark,” he snarls with his ugly red demon eyes. Clearly, he is very fucking wrong. Demon bosses were pricks.


I snap forward, flashing my human sized sword. I know he can see it glow in the shadows. I hope he knows just how much damage it can do.


The demon growls, “Petty human.” Jaws reveal white predatorial canines, like any other animal.


“Petty hellspawn,” I say,...

Fantasy

2
Viktor And Blitzcrank

frodobuggins

8 min read

It is nine o’clock, twilight hour. A time where musicians will be setting bows on strings, gathering a tempo. Where the clink of champagne glasses will ring to high gilded ceilings as talk of money and music and rank steals the crowd. Where gossip will spill out of their pretty mouths like a dripping hot drug.


Viktor won’t know for sure if this is how the gala will transpire. He can only guess, ...

Fantasy

Science fiction

1
Fire Nation

frodobuggins

3 min read

Aang woke up in the middle of an abandoned fire nation ship thinking he was back in the war.


“Appa!” he cried out mid-sleep, the first living thing he remembered. Half awake and half senseless, the world he awoke in was just a sea of crushing, ice cold fog. He was lying on cold, hard metal that groaned under his back, and he thought he was trapped.


Use your senses, Aang thought quickly. Wind wh...

Fantasy

2
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In The Brush

frodobuggins

1 min read

An owl has excellent vision.


“EeeeeeeEEEk. EeeeeeEEEk.”


It also has excellent ears.


Nothing in the blades of grass below indicates a living creature. But there is the hint of a rustle, the sniff of a nose, a brush of whiskers. And then the fatal mistake of a squeaking rat that lifts its head.


In the time it takes the rat to notice danger, it is already pierced through the neck by razor s...

1
Revolutionary

frodobuggins

2 min read

“What —ggggrhghh—- am I?”


Haunting, it was, to hear a sentence gurgled through sparse lungs that hadn’t met air in one hundred and eleven years.


“You are alive. Welcome back, Lieutenant.”


The surrounding students held their breaths as the frozen soldier took its first steps. One, two, one, two, shuffling slowly towards them in a commandering rhythm learned from years on the frontline. Did i...

Science fiction

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Playing With Fire

frodobuggins

1 min read

When all the world’s a stage,


Don’t make yourself memorable,


By juggling three fire sticks in the air,


Cause everone will remember,


That you dropped a stick,


They won’t remember,


That you didn’t burn your hands....

Poetry

1
Caught

frodobuggins

3 min read

An incendiary explosive couldn’t have instilled more fear than the sound of Prinicipal Sterner’s boots clicking down the hall.


I faced Jason with a shock, “We’re trapped, so now what?” Except I didn’t dare say it aloud.


He raised a finger to his lips, shaking. The spray can in his opposite hand rattled betrayingly. It was so mute even I barely heard it, yet the shift in direction of the princi...

YA fiction

Humour

1
Mantle And Murder

frodobuggins

3 min read

As you read, you figure the end of this letter will not be signed. It couldn’t. The words were too perplexing, too vague, too insane. Why had this person written so many strange vowels and consonants, all to tell you that you were going to die at 8am tomorrow?


Nobody with a death threat would be dumb enough to sign their name unless they wanted you to fear them.


Unfortunately, they were so, ...

Romance

Drama

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