Everyone Lives AU

Frodo always had enjoyed the stories Uncle Bilbo told about his travels with the dwarves and the decade or two he had stayed in the mountain kingdom.

Now that Bilbo was living in the Shire once again, it wasn’t unusual that a letter or two from the dwarves found its way into their mailbox. Those were always the most fascinating pieces of mail and their frequency had increased the closer they got to September.  

The past few months Frodo caught his uncle, on several different occasions, smiling at long letters written in rough, yet beautiful handwriting.  If he had to guess, the correspondence was most likely from the dwarf-king: Thorin Oakenshield.

Frodo hadn’t seen the dwarves in over ten years. The last time Thorin’s company visited The Shire it had been Bilbo’s one-hundredth birthday.

Now with another birthday of special significance upon them, Frodo couldn’t help but wonder if the dwarf-king would make an appearance once again.  

After he’d hung Bilbo’s sign, Frodo stood up straight.

"Do you think he’ll come?" Frodo asked Bilbo, curiously.  

"Who?" Bilbo returned the question.  

"Thorin, of course." Frodo supplied hastily.

"Oh, he wouldn’t miss a chance to visit his favorite hobbits.  He’ll be here," Bilbo assured his enthusiastic nephew.  "Dwarves are quite fond of our parties, you know." Frodo beamed up at his uncle.  

"Right, then. I’m off." Frodo turned and started down the path.

Off to where?” Bilbo called after him and Frodo paused and looked back.

"East Farthing woods! I’m going to surprise them." Frodo waved before continuing down the path.  

"Go on then!" Bilbo put his hands on his hips. "You don’t want to miss him!"


It wasn’t long before Frodo heard the sound of pony hooves on the road. He jumped up and hurried through the forest towards the road and met several ponies and their dwarf mounts. The company pulled to a halt, the young hobbit startling them.  

"Frodo," Thorin greeted with a small smile.

"You’re late!" Frodo laughed. The dwarf had aged considerably in the past ten years.  His grey-streaked dark hair was almost completely silver now and the wrinkles lining his face were much more pronounced.

"A King is never late, Frodo Baggins." Thorin retorted, cheekily. "Besides, you didn’t think I’d miss your uncle’s birthday, did you?"

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It’s been a few hours, you’ve just been hanging there. You’ve been quiet, too quiet. Usually there’s music playing, or your foot steps could be heard. But today, you’re quiet. Your little sister, who doesn’t normally come to greet you because you lock yourself away, decides to see what you’re doing. She assumes you’re taking a nap, or doing some homework quietly. She runs up the stairs, eager to see, but she comes to an immediate halt. You’re not doing your homework, nor taking a nap. Your music isn’t playing and you aren’t walking around. You’re hanging there, completely still, now just like her. At this moment, her whole world shatters. Everything she has ever known, looked up to, loved, is hanging there by a thread. At this moment, her life has been changed forever. At this moment, she wishes she was hanging with you.

Before you decide to take your life, imagine who will find you. Imagine them walking into a room, and seeing you just hanging there. Whether it be your little sister, little brother, mother father, grandparents, a friend. Imagine what will happen when they find you. No, they will not say “Finally, they’re gone.” No, they will not say “I’m happy they did that.” No, they will not say “I never loved them anyways.” They will die. Their hearts will break. They will hurt, more than you ever could. They will cry, scream, and break down. They’ll believe it’s all just a dream, praying to wake up. Except, they won’t feel that for a few seconds, or a few days, not weeks, nor months. They will feel that until the day they die. Everyday will be hell. They’ll think of you ever second. They’ll hate themselves for not being able to help or save you. They’ll wish they could die too. They’ll want to give up, just to be with you. They won’t be ever be happy again. They won’t smile. They won’t go back to their daily routine. They’ll die every time they walk past your room, or see a picture of you, or think of a memory with you. They’ll think, but stay quiet. They’ll visit your grave, feeling a knife go through their chest every time. And every morning when they wake up, no matter how long it’s been, they’ll wake up to thinking they’ll see you, only to be let down once again. And every night, they will cry themselves to sleep, because even though they refuse to admit it, know you’re gone forever.

Before you decide to take your life, think of your family, burying you. Yes, your own mother and father are planning your funeral. It’s supposed to be the other way around, but it’s not. They’ll have to call the cops, sign a death certificate, pick out clothing, buy a tomb stone, a casket, pick out flower arrangements, and more; All for their child’s funeral. The morning of your funeral, everyone who loves you is wearing black. Tears are streaming down their face, while their heart is breaking. Everyone who you thought didn’t need you, or didn’t care, are waiting in line to see you. They aren’t waiting in line at a party, or a graduation, or at a wedding reception. They’re waiting to see you, hands folded, lifeless, in a casket.

Before you decide to take your life, think of everyone you will be hurting. Don’t you dare say no one, because absolutely everyone will be affected. Your grandparents, won’t have a grandchild anymore. Your parents, won’t have a child anymore. Your brother or sister, won’t have a sibling anymore. Your pet, won’t have an owner anymore. That person you sit next to in class, won’t feel your presence anymore. Your teacher, won’t have a student anymore. That time your grandparents told you no, will haunt them forever, thinking it is their fault, that you are now dead. That time your parents yelled at you, will haunt them forever, thinking if they didn’t yell at you, you would still be here. That time your sibling said they hated you, will hate themselves, because they believe you would still be alive if they said they loved you instead. Those kids who made you feel bad, will wish they were dead too, because if they just smiled at you instead, you would be here. That teacher that said you didn’t meet her expectations, will feel like a failure, because you would still be here, if she believed in you. Everyone, who has ever been in your presence, will hurt, because if they showed you they cared, you would still be here.

Before you decide to take your life, think. Don’t just think of yourself, think of the consequences for everyone else. No one’s life will be the same again. That person who God made specially for you, won’t have you. That happiness that was waiting for you, will never show again. Before you decide to take your life, realize that you may be ending your pain, but you’ll be starting a lifetime of everyone elses.

If you are feeling alone, and think that suicide is the only way out:

My ask is open, and I’m always here. I’ll never judge you. I’ll try to help you.

If you are thinking of taking your life, call:



You stupid motherfuckers, don’t you dare not reblog this. Because this deserves 100K notes more than pictures of your favourite gay couple or cute cats, and yet it has 243 notes. 243 fucking notes? Fuck that. Fucking signal boost this.

I wish she had seen this.

You could save a life tonight with just one reblog

oh god I wish he had seen this that night

guys you could save a life tonight I dont care if your a colour blog or whatever reblog this now

This is one of the only reasons I haven’t done anything…I am afraid my little sister would find me

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Let’s raise children who wont have to recover from their childhoods



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together and apart: one of the many fascinating things about a scandal in belgravia is the “choreography” between irene adler and sherlock holmes. in all their scenes, they are engaged in a dance — stepping forward, pulling back, going past, turning, following, encircling — locked in each other’s orbit, yet refusing to be bogged down by gravity. it’s an indication of what they are (mirrors), what they could be (partners), and what they can never have (constancy).


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Instead of gross asylum AUs, have you considered disabled!AUs like


A special ed program AU? If it’s set in a high school, you get to also work with school AUs and not to mention, not all disabled students are in programs that baby them. There’s even some school districts with programs explicitly for students with a wide variety of disabilities!…




If you haven’t heard about this yet, last night the BBC aired a powerful documentary called Blurred Lines that explored casual misogyny online and rape culture.

I urge EVERYONE to watch it and spread it like fire because it gives real insight into the topic and has inspired both men and women to go to Twitter and had #blurredlines trending for 12 hours on Twitter after it aired.

You can watch it on BBC iPlayer here (x)

(I genuinely don’t know if those outside the UK can view, so please let me know!)

It includes video footage from the Steubenville cases, it takes a look at the treatment of women in GTA, lads mags and rape jokes, the unapologetic nature of those who perpetrate rape culture etc.

One of the more interesting points of the documentary are the men who oppose rape culture and those that don’t and the societal differences between them.

After you view it please share your views, both on Tumblr and any other social media platforms you have. It’d be great if this abuse against women documentary were the first searches people came across when they search for Blurred lines.

You can watch it on BBC iPlayer here (x)

For those outside the UK: there’s a nice browser extension called Hola with which you can watch this.

And here’s a link to the whole program on YouTube.  [x]

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I was looking for shoes today…. AND I MET THIS REALLY ADORABLE AND NERDY GUY WHO WORKED AT THE STORE. I KNOW HE IS ON TUMBLR. He is a supernatural fan and I am enlisting my single follower’s aid in spreading this to help me find him!! He was working at the big 5 in Albany.

If you are the guy and…

Unfortunately, the chances of this finding him are pretty slim. Can you give us any extra information about his blog?

He never said anything specific. I was just hoping to have it reblogged enough that the guy would see it and message me. He only looked a few years older than me. I was only half hoping that a couple popular users would see this and share. He MUST have at least SOME supernatural stuff on it. I am amazed at the outcome so far! Thanks to everyone!

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a movie about two asexual aromantic best friends who have a best friend marriage for tax benefits

that does not end with a scene of swelling music and passionate kiss where they realize they really do love each other after all

It ends with a fist bump or something. I’m on board. 

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That’s fucked up. That’s real fucked up. That’s some ice spider shit and I do not approve.

That is the sickest shit ever

i just imagined a tiny little ice-spider on the mirror singing ‘let it go’ as he builds his little icy webby fortress.

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