#smaugiiisms

quality conversations.           @smaugiiisms 

❝ ------  .....  are you trying to act like a velociraptor? ❞   she questioned, arching a brow at the other, because honestly....it’s hard to make her laugh and the other was failing horribly.   ❝ you honestly look ridiculous and you’re not funny.  not even close, so you should just....stop.  before you hurt yourself from trying too hard. ❞

      “You might want to step back.” It’s not her that’s set the dangerous situation, but there’s one coming regardless. Until she’s needed, her job is simple; get the civilians out of the way. It’s the job she often prefers, knowing that oftentimes her abilities have unforeseen consequences. She can get civilians to vacate, usually, with the simple warning of a threat nearby. She can’t always safeguard against what might happen if she’s forced to go into action. “It’s not going to be safe here much longer.”

◦. ✦           HOW HE MISSED THE DAYS LONG GONE. The days before Morgoth was exiled, the days when their forces were STRONG. And their Dragons; definitely one of the most powerful beings on Arda. Anaii remembered Glaurung, the first -- and Ancalagon, the mightiest ( &. he was proud he took part in his creation &. training ) . And then there was Smaug.                 The fae sighed, hands folded behind his back. “I hope there is also something useful you do, Smaug?” Anaii arched his brows and idly toyed with a gold coin before tossing back.                  “Probably not.” Another sigh, followed by a false smile. “Anyway  —— Our master is growing stronger and there is WAR ahead. Perhaps this hasn’t passed your notice?”

What need had he for such riches? He patted himself down, plucking out stray coins that had slipped into his garments. At the moment his primary concern was getting his bearings. Though the sound of clattering treasures informed him he was not quite alone.

     unfortunately, what surrounds him is just as dark, and it honestly feels like he’s in a dungeon. which, really, how unrealistic is that ? realistic enough, apparently, when he realizes he’s chained up, and he struggles against the chains, a litany of curses slips out between clenched teeth and labored breaths.     ❛   i swear to god, this better not be some stupid game !   ❜     gabe shouts, his voice just echoing into silence. there’s panic, panic rising in the back of his throat and his hair standing up all over. he can’t turn like this, and he doesn’t even have a damn clue where the hell he actually is.   //   @smaugiiisms ♥.       

HE CLAIMS TO BE FIRE AND DEATH, and the words make her smile, even as amethyst hues roam the golden scales of the creature perched before her. She can’t help but wonder how his size compares to her own children – or if he would necessarily play well with others – but for now, her petite frame stands before him without fear. If he breathes flame on her, she knows she will not be harmed. “I fear that fire does not bring me death. You do not know who I am, any more than I know you.” // @smaugiiisms