#Frodo Baggins tbt

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@sunshiinefades || Frodo & Rei

.｡.:*☆ "Miss Rei... are you home?" Frodo had been outside to run some errands, and now he felt exhausted. The climate in this place was always hot and humid, and while some say it was possible to get used to it over time, his body was obviously refusing to do so.

"I did buy some things for dinner tonight and breakfast tomorrow," He hobbit continued, eager to keep himself busy. Because it meant he could not ponder too much about the situation he was in. The situation they all were in, actually.

"And it is enough for both of us, if you would like to join?"

[ofcelestialstories]

.｡.:*☆ Yes, it is. And you are....." Frodo knew he should remember. But sometimes, his mind was filled with fog, making it hard to think. Another after-effect of being exposed to the ring for so long. Of carrying this burden. Would he do it again, knowing what he knew now? Frodo could not tell.

"Lady Eowyn, wasn't it?" He blinked. "I am sorry. I should have recognized you. But I do not trust my memory sometimes. Not anymore, at least...."

"If wandering calms your thoughts, perhaps you are exactly where you are meant to be then" it didn't work for her, right now she felt just as trapped as she ever had, and nothing about this island was going to change that. Maybe eventually, but not today.

"It's Frodo, isn't it?" not that she knew him that well, just that he had been at the coronation. That only even worked if he had his memories, and that also seemed to be a lottery.

[pakoto]

[lightcreators]

@tiimecrash

 As  the  clock  of  time  inevitably  moved  at  every  moment,  he  become  deeply  attached  to  visiting  little  corners  around  the  Shire  the  longer  he  could,  whatever  how  many  remarks  could  be  exposed  ‘when  Biblo  Baggins  acting  strange’.  Gandalf’s  reassuring  presence,  as  he  was  somewhere  awaiting  a  rightful  moment  for  expressing  other  matters  with  him  ---  in  which  he  would  recognize,  inside  the  older  eyes  of  a  magician,  afterwards  some  far  away  travels,  immediately  the  worries  and  understanding  layers  of  his  issues  wordlessly  ---  remained  an  kind  of  anchor  who  stayed  an  conversation  half-finished.  Surely,  the  magician  appreciating  to  showing  his  devotion  towards  his  people  with  riddles  who  was  mostly  intended  to  him,  and  yet,  he  wasn’t  searching  to  imposing  himself  too  much.  Stayed  confused  concerning  the  fallen  bright  star  in  which  he  was  doing  his  best  for  offering  all  support,  and  seemed  showing  concerns  over  how  a  parental  magician  remained  definitely  silent!  Maybe,  by  walking  in  middle  of  these  larger  forests,  he  wished  be  welcomed  with  an  brutal  gif  ---  could  be  from  the  rare  visiting  of  an  Elf  within  the  surroundings  that  could  sharing  concerns  concerning  the  state  of  the  ground  of  the  universe,  removed  for  the  moment  of  all  possibilities  of  them  to  let  their  planet  within  dead  ground  and  strange  underground  presence  from  below  and  higher  without  healing  that  damaged  earth  …  or  crossing  finally  an  obscure  magician  existence  who  always  managed  to  appearing  when  he  wasn’t  around,  who  remained  observer,  as,  as  much  he  could  be  aware  as  Gandalf,  didn’t  explicitly  expressed  his  opinion  over  what  happened.  Gratefully  somehow,  rarely  evoked  Sarouman  never  confessed  immediate  concerns,  which  seemed  actually  a  good  news!  For  an  couple  of  months,  years  yet  he  would  have  to  remain  within  the  Shire,  he  wanted  admiring  every  corner  of  the  landscape  and  protecting  within  words  an  drawings  an  fragment  of  that  world  as  an  legacy  to  left.  Once  adventures  will  show  up  at  his  door,  in  the  most  unexpected  manners,  when  he  couldn’t  tell  how  long  it  will  take  ---  the  innocent  and  yet  adventurous  Hobbit  always  had  been  would  be  touched  by  tragedy  …  Once  he  will  touch  the  stars,  he  will  never  be  the  same  again,  and  will  be  forever  changed.  Once  he  will  coming  back  in  middle  of  wideness  of  the  galaxy,  perceiving  these  fragments  of  the  sky  closer  than  simple  points  into  the  night,  a  part  of  him  will  remain  inside  infinity  of  sky.  Maybe  the  chapter  of  one  fragment  of  his  life  will  be  over,  nevertheless,  responsibilities  of  a  legacy  will  be  over  his  unique shoulders.

  For  too  long,  he  had  been  dreaming  all  the  stars,  just  wanting  to  be  part  of  them,  and  sensing  he  might  having  his  home  within  it  ---  somewhere  he  couldn’t  remember,  just  somewhere  when  the  notion  of  time  didn’t  mattered  much,  and  when  speaking  with  oldest  beings  was  something  common  …  Nevertheless,  as  the  moment  approached,  he  was  pondering  how  much  he  actually  desired  it!   He  wanted  inviting  Sola  in  them,  find  once  more  that  lost  initial  home,  and  yet,  was  fulfilled  of  that  awareness  he  will  be  an  simple  visitor  having  one  chance  …  He  wanted  each  of  his  adventures  be  shared  with  her,  when  their  mutual  stories  will  be  their  personal  realm  in  which  there  was  no  king  no  queen,  simply  two  beings  sharing  everything.  It  remained  yet  difficult  emotional  word  no  matter  how  much  he  didn’t  wanted  think  about  it.  Chance.  Only  time  for  gain  the  biggest  influence,  only  time  for  having  the  larger  of  memories,  only  time  for  learn  and  transforming  himself  for  becoming  a  proud  Hobbit  …  He  didn’t  wanted  thinking  about  the  rest.  How  much  he  will  be  able  to  stop,  on  his  own  limited  position,  an  announced  inevitable  tragedy  destined  to  fall  under  his  shoulders?  How  much  could  he,  as  simple  Hobbit,  make  sure  no  more  sadness  will  be  added  to  their  world?  Regardless,  in  front  of  Sola  enthusiastic  sentence,  an  bright  smile  welcoming  her  as  he  stopped  watching  partially  the  sky,  his  eyes  admiring  too  much  jewels  in  same  time  it  making  him  thoughtful.  ❝  Didn’t  you  live  all  the  romance  and  the  passion  away  of  observers  eyes  already?  ❞  He  mused  playfully.  After  all,  if  he  was  so  much  inclined  to  leaving  his  home  for  tranquillity  of  the  outside,  it  was  for  avoid  the  commenting  disapproving  and  surprised  gaze. 

 Gandalf  eventually  found  his  way  to  be  appreciated  within  his  lands  coming  from  his  cooperative  efforts,  and  his  standings  of  not  immediately  interfering  neither  to  bring  the  outside  world  business  with  other  Hobbits  unless  couple  of  stories  allowed  to  be  explained  ---  when  he  was  the  one  flattered  with  riddles  and  warnings,  and  be  the  one  requesting  everything  an  usual  Hobbit  won’t  never  showing  interest  about!  ---  and  as  much  Sola  had  been  educated  by  them,  the  presence  of  an  Man,  whatever  how  close  they  were  on  them,  remained  something  …  uncanny,  unexpected.  Pleasantness  was  it  had  never  been  considered  as  dreadful!  If  someday  he  would  have  the  patience,  he  would  inviting  them  to  be  more  open-minded  ---  an  philosophy  in  which  he  will  be  gladly  rewarded  but  will  have  to  protect  treasures  found  in  middle  of  an  quest,  considering  opening  borders  came  with  consequences.  ❝  Your  adventure  is  lived  right  now,  as  such  as  mine.  A  gentle  adventure  when  no  terrible  turmoil  came  to  invade  us.  ❞  Hesitation  came  form  his  next  words,  always  with  brightness.  Exposing  an  if  would  be  an  possibility,  an  eventuality,  something  that  might  happens  …  and  though  he  didn’t  considering  himself  in  same  dimension  of  an  magician  insisting  over  notion  of  certainty  neither  feeling  he  was  the  Hobbit  that  should  insisting  himself  on  the  word,  that  current  word  seemed  better  accurate  for  what  coming.  If  wasn’t  as  if  he  was  going  to  have  adventures,  no,  it  was  about  when  he  will  be  have  adventures!  ❝  Once  adventures  will  showing  up  at  my  doors,  strange,  outside  the  little  barriers  of  the  Shire,  I  would  love  to  sharing  it  with  you  …  I  would  love  you  share  my  adventures  with  me.  In  same  manner,  if  you  find  yourself  inside  some  adventures,  I  would  love  to  be  part  of  them.  Not  a  simple  reader  or  listener  of  the  stories  that  will  passionate  the  Ages  ,  but  as  one  of  the  adventurers!  Though,  can  we  not  creating  ourselves  our  own  adventures  ?  The  Hobbit  who  protected  an  bright  fallen  star  meanwhile  searching  his  strange way  back  home  inside  them  …  ❞

[moosefrog]

To Valinor. This is an old panel from a comic anthology I participated in years and years ago. The story I’d submitted had been about Sam joining Frodo in Valinor and this was my character design for Frodo. 

In my mind, Frodo, being a gentlehobbit of leisure, had the time to devote to perfect ringlets. Even his foot-fuzz was coiffed!

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.｡.:*☆ "I am good so far, really." Frodo had no idea how convincing his words were, but he gave Aragorn a small smile. Talking about his feelings was nothing he was usually doing a lot, after all. At least, not since the ring had been changing him.

"Oh, I would love to see her too, of course! Should we... how about we do meet for dinner at some point?" That seemed something people seemed to do everywhere, after all. At least, from what Frodo had observed so far.

aragorn bent down, to be at frodo's level. he always liked to do that, so he wasn't looking down at the hobbit. to show that the other was an equal to him. after all, frodo had been the saviour of middle earth. he deserved all the respect. "it is only me from the fellowship, i'm afraid," he responded, sadly. "i do not know where gimili or legolas are, nor your fellow hobbits. but lady arwen is here. how are you faring?" he was glad that he at least had sam. the two inseparable friends, even at the end.

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[ fix ] sender approaches receiver and fixes a piece of clothing or jewelry on their person (from Pike)

.｡.:*☆ "Uh.. thank you for that?" Frodo blinked, his cheeks pink the whole time while Pike was fixing his outfit. He usually was not lazy about it, but maybe did also not care about it as much as some others.

"I did not even notice there was a hole there," He added in a rush, feeling an urge to explain himself. "And yet it was already big enough for you to see. Makes me feel a little stupid now, I have to admit."

@seccndchances

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❝ i’d do anything to make you happy. ❞ - sam and frodo

.｡.:*☆ "Oh Sam, my dear Sam...." Glancing at the other, Frodo gave him a smile that seemed to be sort of sad. "You are doing that and so much more already, every single day, can't you see that?" He sighed. "That you are here, with me, is more than I could have asked for, Sam. But I feel like I need to tell you that more often. Maybe once or twice, or, well.... three times a day, if needed."

@signcfthetiimes

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.｡.:*☆ "Records?" Frodo blinked, still processing that he'd just bumped into this man because he'd stopped randomly in front of a shop window. He rubbed his forehead, some of his scars puckering. It still happened from time to time. Even when this day on Weathertop, and the whole journey, was laying in the past. It was something he would always carry with him. Just like his memories.

"I have no idea what that is, Sir, I am sorry," He eventually managed to point out, swallowing and trying to shake the memories off, at least, for now. "Those records you are talking about, I mean."

@ivycovestarters

Ok, Peter should have been paying better attention to his surroundings. But hey, cut him some slack, he had been pretty shocked to see that stores on Earth still sold records! He had been convinced that when there were players which could hold one hundred songs, records would be long gone by now. So when he was walking past a store and saw albums in the window, he was so amazed that he came to an abrupt stop. Which in turn meant someone walking behind bumped into him. Great. Sheepishly, he turned around, trying to downplay his mistake. "Heeey, uh, sorry. I was, um, kinda distracted and I didn't mean to stop. But, look! Records!" He pointed at the store window. "I had no idea they still sold those!"

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you make me feel like i’ll be okay. sam and frodo

.｡.:*☆ "Do I?" Frodo was not sure how he could make someone feeling like they would be okay, seeing how broken he was himself. He was full of scars, and most of them were not even visible.

"Oh Sam, my dear Sam...." He sighed, cupping the face of the other hobbit. "I did not always treat you the way you deserved. And I do feel sorry for that. Because I only want all the best for you, Sam. But... do you really believe I am the one who could give you that?"

@signcfthetiimes

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"Fuck therapy I'm becoming a knight" Kili to Frodo

.｡.:*☆ "Sounds like you do not believe talking about your problems would actually help...." Not that Frodo would judge. In fact, he was the last that would do so. After all, his own bagage was heavy enough, to say at least.

"Also, nothing against becoming a knight, but - wouldn't that only make things harder? You know, with having to kill people, and all of that stuff?"

@violentdelightstheseviolentends

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@violentdelightstheseviolentends || Frodo & Bard

.｡.:*☆ Frodo liked being at the camp grounds. In fact, he was more outside than in this place men called an apartment. Sometimes at the park. Sometimes at the beach, watching the waves and wondering which ship had brought him here, after everything he'd went through.

Tonight, there had been a gathering at the campfire. Songs had been sung, stories had been told. And while being there, Frodo almost felt like being with the fellowship again. Or with Gandalf. During their good moments, as rare as they had been.

"I am sorry?" The hobbit blinked, only now realizing it felt like someone was looking at him. "I think I have not listened. What did.... have you been talking to me?"

[ofcelestialstories]

.｡.:*☆ "I really do not wish to be immortal myself, if that matters." Not with all the weight Frodo still had to carry. With all the things he did remember. With all the scars that would never really heal.

"And I know, for some, it is... exciting maybe, the possibility they could never die. But, it is not. You see so much. Hurt so much. I think that is more that a single soul can bear." He then added before falling silent for a moment again. "I think the better balance would be if all of us will just die when our time does come."

where: the grove @ivycovestarters

Omega twisted a bottle cap lid between her fingers, "Listen i'm not saying it's plausible.. i'm just saying that it isn't improbable that we aren't all immortal now." Omega mentioned quickly taking another swig of her drink. "Think about it, what good is bringing a bunch of people together if some of us have shorter life spans then others? got to cosmically balance us out right?" yeah she was mainly just exaggerating but she thought it was a rather funny idea if it turned out to be true.

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@mixedemoticns || Frodo & Callie

.｡.:*☆  "I start to feel like there are really not any fish in here...." Yes, maybe trying to fish in a pond in the park had been a bad idea. Not to mention, it did not help to calm Frodo down anymore. Not like before the ring. Although, he could not tell if it was because of this pond, or because his friends were not around.

He blinked when a shadow fell upon him, turning his head. "Hi, uh...." Frodo tried to smile. "Yes, it is exactly what it looks like. I was trying to fish. In a pond in the park...."

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@ivypapercutsxo || Frodo & Angel

.｡.:*☆ "The view is really nice, isn't it?" He was almost sure it was not allowed to sneak through the emergency door to the rooftop of the apartment building to camp there at night. But Frodo had felt sort of trapped in his bedroom, and, well - there he was. And he was not alone, as it seemed.

"Being able to watch the sun rise like this. It almost makes me feel like I would be back in the Shire...." And, oh, how much Frodo was missing it. Even after leaving his friends there behind. Because he had not been able to adapt to his old life again as easily even after the ring had been finally destroyed....