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I Have Promises To Keep (And Miles To Go Before I Sleep) by Sir_Bedevere
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings (Movies)
26 Dec 2014
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Four times Boromir lost sleep over someone, and one time they lost sleep over him.
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26 Jun 2026
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the good, the bad, and the gone by Anonymous
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings (Movies)
26 May 2023
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Pippin scrambled to sit down next to Boromir. In his haste, their elbows knocked together, but Boromir did not react or admonish him. Indeed, he seemed content to let the sounds of the forest do his talking, the two of them surrounded by humid air and the thrum of distant Elvish singing.
Pippin stewed for a few seconds more, breath heavy, but could not stop himself.
He blurted, “Mister Boromir, can I ask you something?”
Boromir sighed, nodded, and then spoke. “You may, master Hobbit.”
“Do you think Gandalf meant to die?”
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Pippin and Boromir have a sleepless conversation in Lothlorien.
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26 Jun 2026
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Barbitals and Decay by fakebodies
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
01 Aug 2024
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A king and his loyal dog. An anchor, sinking. A dead man, walking.
(a somewhat fic-shaped exploration of Boromir's character)(title from Mtns. (The Crown & Anchor) by Baroness)
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26 Jun 2026
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in the peace of your war by wwhand
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
13 Apr 2025
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In which Aragorn sings in Elvish, and Boromir overthinks.
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26 Jun 2026
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Earlier that day, her grandsire had looked upon the sea with her. Most of the dragons sat upon High Tide’s highest hill, yet Vhagar had chosen a sandy bed apart from the rest. She had hardly moved nor even twitched the entire day.
Her grandsire had gestured to the dragon and said, “Does the very sight of it not reek with melancholy, Princess? With grief?”
Helaena had nodded, grasping the velvet of her funeral cloak in sympathy for Vhagar. An old man might regale to you his sorrow in having outlived all his friends; were dragons any different? Had Vhagar not endured her fair share of sorrow?
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or: the au where helaena claims vhagar
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22 Jun 2026