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You Have Grown, Halfling by ceterisparibus
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings (Movies)
11 Feb 2024
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Frodo outlawyers the local sheriffs. Based on this iconic post: https://www.tumblr.com/captaingondor/741089534506401792/consider-this-given-how-much-the-hobbits-are-said
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- Part 31 of The Lord of the Rings
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The Fool by Cerberussyndrome
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings (Movies)
04 Sep 2022
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In Minas Tirith, Pippin makes his own meanings.
The Fool (major arcana): new beginnings, innocence, naivety, the start of a journey
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- Part 1 of Major Arcana
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Bored by ceterisparibus
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings (Movies)
18 Jan 2024
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Pippin and Merry compete over who can trade a pebble for the most valuable item.
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- Part 8 of The Lord of the Rings
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The Care & Feeding of Hobbits by Baylor
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings (Movies), The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
16 Aug 2013
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Ruminations on the Little People, by Boromir, Man of Gondor.
Boromir learns about the hobbits as he develops friendships with them.
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after the scouring by dirgewithoutmusic
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
21 Oct 2016
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When Sam came home, there was a feather in Pippin’s cap, a horn on Merry’s hip. All Sam had was a box of dirt with one large, smooth seed tucked inside. Even in Mordor, Sam had only been fighting for the Shire. He spent the rest of his life helping things grow.
Let’s talk about Sam crying over rabbit stew, because a brace of coneys had been a spot of luck, once; because even then, even when he still had his pots and his pans, when Frodo had not yet snarled at him and told him to go– Mr. Frodo had still been gone too far by then to ever come back again.
Rosie, who did not cry easy, chopped onions so he would not be the only one with wet cheeks to scrub off. She asked him about herbs and spices, about stirring and cooking times, about what loaf would go best with it all. Sam said, “Rosemary, tarragon.” Part of him still rang against the greening metal of a copper pot dropped down a chasm and left somewhere on the edges of Mordor, but she saw him breathe deep and reach for thyme.
(a story for Rosie Cotton)