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autistook · 5 months ago
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Sam's pure love for Frodo
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propalitetz · 6 months ago
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hands you a samfrodo doodle i made in a cafe
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mostcheery · 11 months ago
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just remembered i have tumblr. hi! always thinking about my two favourite valentines </3
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amy-arts · 1 year ago
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“Come on, Sam.”
Inktober Day 3: Path
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invisible-pink-toast · 8 months ago
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the movies may try to convince you sam was in love with rosie cotton... but this edit that took me two minutes says otherwise 😏
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do-you-ship-it-polls · 7 months ago
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Do you ship it?
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theogresden · 5 months ago
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Sam and Frodo Halloween costumes but it’s a couple who makes out in the middle of the party confirming the ship.
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frodothefair · 1 year ago
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Another Frodo-Sam confession scenario:
Frodo and Sam are lying on the mountainside in Mordor, the Ring destroyed, and Sam starts talking about "The Shire, the Party-Tree, YOU dancing, Mr. Frodo" (cut to memories of Frodo dancing the chicken-dance at Bilbo's 111th).
And Frodo laughs nervously and tries to convince Sam that the lava-fumes must be addling his mind.
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blushingsastiel · 8 months ago
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frodo both fell first and harder for sam and what am i supposed to do with this information other than cry and contemplate my entire existence.
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elvain · 11 months ago
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February Ficlets: Day 2
         Yesterday, Frodo had been in the Green Dragon with mugs of ale, singing the same songs they sang every night with the same people he met every night. Yesterday had been an entirely ordinary day. Yesterday, he had come home from the Green Dragon and had been ready to wait for Sam to say goodnight to his family before he came to Bag End to stay with Frodo, as he had been doing for two years.
         But yesterday had come to an end.
         Today, Frodo was on the road with a pack of supplies on his back and a ring in his pocket. Today, there were Black Riders hunting him and Sam as they fled the Shire. Today, Sam had walked farther away from home than ever before. Today, Frodo had needed to hold Sam’s hand just slightly tighter as they left behind the rolling green hills of home and ventured into the blue.
         But today would soon come to an end.
         Tomorrow, they would be well on their way to Bree. Tomorrow, the sun would rise again and wake them from the rough ground upon which they now slept in each others’ arms. Tomorrow would bring them one step closer to the end of this journey. Tomorrow would be one day closer to going back home.
         “What’s on your mind, Frodo?” Sam asked at his side.
         Frodo smiled. “Nothing. I am just glad to have you with me, Samwise Gamgee.”
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trashcapableofsentience · 1 year ago
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Maxine Caufield and Frodo Baggins are two very similar characters with blonde partners who are the exact opposite of each other
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frodosamsource · 2 years ago
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Welcome to Frodo Sam Source!
We hope that this blog will be a wonderful source for anyone who loves Frodo or Sam (whether it be friends, or by ship!). You can expect to see gifs, artwork and edits, as well as events(content events/weeks) in the future for all to participate in. We will be tracking tags #frodosamsource , #frodoedit and #samedit
Looking for members!
FRODOSAMSOURCE is in the makings, and as such we are looking for content creators within the community that would like to join this source! We really look forward to the amazing things to come and hope you are too. Any questions can be directed towards @ahobbitstale
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la-pou-belle · 1 year ago
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Absence by Rio Romeo is so samfrodo
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mothtoflameblog · 2 years ago
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O’ brave body, O’ fragile soul O’ bearer of great weight How many long miles have you carried this sleeping Evil? How much longer must you endure? If I could take your Despair Into my soul instead, please, Know that I would, For your Sorrow is my own. O’ wounded wanderer You remind me of trees by sunlight, Warm fires and soft dens that didn't used to be this empty, You're not the way you used to be, your eyes-- They’re so tired, you hunch even after Your burden has burned, but still You make me feel quiet, the gap Between swallows, the comma, The epilogue of a Story scrawled with tragedy, Your voice It sounds like Hope. Here are the four winds, Here are their faces and our faces, too Looking back from the blackened sky, Back from all the lands we’ve travelled, The Wars filling our lungs with blood and ash, But at the end there are silver trumpets, Green hills split wide open, The memory of the Sea. O’ haunted beloved In the mirror of the Forest’s womb You say you saw me dying, But I know what you wanted to say– Are you afraid of the things I’ve done? Is there a place in this world that is safe from my Sadness? And I would say, You are more precious to me Than anything the World can give. I will always carry you. Our sadness is cumulative, So is the rain in your hair On the days we find the green-woods At our aching feet, trees old enough to help us Forget that our own moons are waning. I have loved you Since the beginning of Earth and Time, Before we two were even a thought, I have loved you Since Spring’s flowered fist first punched its way through solid rock, I have loved you Through War and Sorrow, Sword and Shame, I have loved you Even in the places between Death, Like simbelmynë growing on the graves of Kings I will keep you safe always, my love, I have whispered these promises Into the open air as you sleep. O’ cherished one, After the fires and the deep dark Nothing is the same, Not the taste of food nor the touch of grass, But your skin will always feel the same Despite it’s scars If there was anything to call you by It wouldn't be your name, but Some things we aren't allowed to choose, Some things we put in our attics until we Forget about them and they're rattling with dust But not this. Our story goes on. It fills the corners Of the rooms of my children, Becomes the book I read to them, The songs that all the kingdoms sing, It breathes with the sails In the winds that will take me back to you. It will be a journey long awaited, One I have dreamed of in every lifetime. You will stand at the shore, your eyes blue and clear, And I will feel Peace like I never have. At last, our hearts will sigh in relief, At last.
Ode to My Beloved (for Frodo and Sam) by moth bennett
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tolkien-trash · 2 years ago
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invisible-pink-toast · 8 months ago
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frodo, sam, and them being the emotional climax of each movie
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