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Boromir spared no effort playing in the snow, so now it's Aragorn's turn to warm him up. (Comic)
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29 Dec 2025
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Works within the same universe as my m!farmer/Alex longfic, Coming Around Again. Works follow not only Mallory and Alex, but the supporting cast of characters including some original characters. The series is arranged in the order it is intended to be read in, not in chronological order. Each work could be read without context of the others, however some works will spoil others in pretty big ways.
Additional works with the other characters can be found in my series 'I do believe, I believe in love', though those works are not essential to the overall storyline, just a bit of extra flavor and context to the world I've built up.
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19 Oct 2025
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Bilbo Baggins was a hobbit and hobbits eat seven large meals a day. However the Dwarves are unaware of this fact so when Bilbo goes into hibernation, it is safe to say they freaked out.
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30 Jun 2025
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Frodo’s eyes were bright with fear and suspicion as Aragorn knelt before him, and it cut the Man down to his soul; that such a brave and gentle creature should have need to distrust even those sworn to his protection. Yet need he certainly had - however regrettably - and so Aragorn moved slowly, eyes never leaving the clear-water gaze of the Hobbit before him. He closed Frodo’s hand around the object of the Hobbit’s torture, and mourned only that it should be Frodo, of all the peoples of Middle-Earth, that carried such a burden.
Or, Frodo seen through Aragorn's eyes at the breaking of the Fellowship.
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- Part 1 of To Let Something Go
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"A Place to Heal" by Halfling_MadMax
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings (Movies)
06 Nov 2024
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As Frodo lay in the quiet of Rivendell, the early morning light crept softly through the finely embroidered curtains, bathing the room in a gentle, golden glow. The warmth barely reached him, though, for he lay propped against a thick pile of pillows, his face pale and his eyes tired. He blinked as the light brushed over his closed lids, and a small smile tugged at his mouth as he saw who sat at his bedside.
Strider.
No—Aragorn.
The ranger had taken his usual place in the chair by the bed, leaning forward, hands clasped as though he'd fallen asleep mid-guard.
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- Part 3 of "Middle-Earth One-Shots Requests"