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It's March 25th! :)
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As of about half an hour ago, anyway. It's basically not been on that long. I just now realized it myself. Am going to go julienne a green bell pepper and watch a bit. :) Back on shortly. :)

-Febobe :)
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Bingo prompt: Diner's Club, G60 Vegetables (Author's Choice)

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May cross-post this to B2MEM later this week, but tonight I just don't have anything left for doing the header and all....
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How far did Frodo and Sam walk in our world's terms to get to Mt. Doom?



-Febobe :)
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Many for-profit sites have stolen all the works from ff.net w/o authorization, I'm hearing. I did find that thebuystock had "A Warm Welcome" of mine up, as well as other stories, and talkfictions had my profile and several chapters of "Starved." :P I've reported them. Please follow the procedure for reporting, as many of the for-profit sites contain viruses and malware, so you'll need to do as it says to pull up search results and get URLs from that.

Febobe the Disgusted :P
febobe: Screencap of Frodo in bed from the Lord of the Rings films, captioned, "Where's Febobe with my tray?  I'm waiting!" (Tray)
'Nuff said. About 3 hrs to go, 1 hr in. :)
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It is now officially the anniversary of Frodo's wounding on Weathertop, and the day I'll attempt my bMRI again...and I want to mark the occasion with a recipefic. I hope you all enjoy. Links are fine as I'm putting this one on public lock.


Author: Frodo Baggins of Bag End (FboBE/”Febobe”)
Title: Soup and Secrets (though I’m open to suggestions)
Rating: PG for mild angst – no sex, slash, violence, or profanity. Food detail warning (as in there’s plenty of it!)
Author's Notes: Written for the 2015 anniversary of Weathertop (and the day I’m supposed to make another attempt at a test I need for cancer staging)
Summary: When Frodo’s anniversary illness returns with the autumn chill, Rose summons her own gifts in an effort to call him back from the shadows….
Word Count: 3004 including recipe

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TNT has ROTK on - it's a good way through - Frodo's already been spider-stung - but there's still a bit left, and Hobbit AUJ is next. :)

-Febobe :)
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We'll miss you, dear sir. Even if you did play Saruman. (Maybe especially b/c you did play Saruman. :) )

I hope you and the Professor are having a fine conversation about the books and films over a pint of whatever you fancy. <3 <3

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I hadn't seen this somehow, but it's from Elijah's last day on set for LOTR, doing pickups for the ROTK scene where his Weathertop wound is hurting him, and he's closing up the Red Book...it's got some beautiful angsty Frodo shots, with more sound than we get during the movie. This is so beautiful it's downright inspiring. <3 Now I feel like writing some more fic!!! Seriously, doesn't he look so poorly, so unwell?


Thought y'all might enjoy, and I'd like to keep it for later too. :)


-Febobe :)
febobe: Screencap of Frodo in bed from the Lord of the Rings films, captioned, "Where's Febobe with my tray?  I'm waiting!" (Tray)

Bon appetit! :D
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Happy birthday, Hanarobi! <3 I hope it's a happy and kitteh one. :)
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New chapter of "What May Come" posted over at ff.net - https://www.fanfiction.net/s/1974038/11/What-May-Come - it's Part XI: A Mother's Heart, A Child's Longing (though the chapter title got truncated on me!)

Hope y'all enjoy. :) It's got some nods to my Mother's Day fic ("An Orphaned Son's Longing"). Potential hanky warning, but that's about it. This is a non-death kinda fic. :) When I plan to kill poor Frodo on the page/screen, I will absolutely warn readers up front every time. This is more of a cuddling fic. Cuddling. And food. And TLC. And lots of love. (Shirebound, I'm guessing you're still in! ;) )

Febobe :)

PS - Have I mentioned how much less stressed out and how much HAPPIER I am with working on fanfic regularly? :)
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Here's one of my favourite vids, a "Let It Go" LOTR parody by the incomparable Hindi gals. I would gladly watch a remake of the whole movie with these two. To not be EW, Hannah Hindi makes a darned awesome Frodo, with those big angsty eyes... :D


-Febobe :)
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It's posted over at https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11251071/1/The-Faintest-Hope - enjoy! (Warning: kinda on the crackficcy side later in the fic - you have been warned. The fact that it's a crossover should have warned you, too.)

-Febobe :)
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For those of you who aren't involved in Teitho, I wrote an LOTR/House crossover fic for the "Sickness" challenge. The voting is over and posted, so I'm free to admit that I wrote it and repost as I wish. I'm planning to post it this week on ff.net. Below is a sample for those interested.... :)

(This is when Dr. House has just entered Frodo's chamber in Minas Tirith.)

Gandalf and Aragorn had hurried in behind him. “House – “ Gandalf began in a warning tone, but the doctor – for I assumed it could only be he – dismissed him with a wave and a roll of his eyes.

“Oh, don’t get your robe in a wad, Methuselah.” The doctor pushed his way past Legolas and plopped onto my bed, still holding his cane and the bag. “So, shortie, are you too special a snowflake for me to examine you, or what?”

I sat there in shock.

“This isn’t the way we usually tend to Frodo,” Aragorn began, coming to the doctor’s side, but the doctor merely shoved his cane in Aragorn’s direction.

“Here. Hold this, crown-head.”

Aragorn sighed, but held the cane. “Frodo,” he said gently, “this is Dr. Gregory House. He has a gift for discovering what is wrong with people, and though he has never seen a hobbit before, we have no doubt he will – “

“You know, ‘cause I’m a real doctor and everything.” Dr. House rolled his eyes again. “Look, kid. This would be a lot simpler if you weren’t trying to block every test I want to do. At Princeton-Plainsboro, my team of three doctors can do so many tests we could diagnose you before your hairy little feet hit the floor tomorrow morning. But they tell me you didn’t WANT to come. What, you think this is about wanting?!?”

I found my tongue at last.

“I won’t go,” I said firmly. “If you’re as fine a doctor as I’m told, you can diagnose me here. Yourself. Or you can go back to wherever you came from, and in a few months’ time, Elrond of Rivendell can do the job *you* failed at doing. Which will it be? I don’t mind to wait.”

Judging from the tightness in his jaw, I guessed I had hit my mark.

“You need me worse than I need you, short stuff,” he said, but there was a gleam in his eye. I had angered him, hurt his pride, and I was glad of it. I had never spoken so to a Big Person before, but the Quest had done one good thing for me – it had made me bold, unafraid to fight against having things done to me which I did not wish.

I spread my arms. “I’m here. Examine me if you wish. Question me if you must. If you can’t be bothered, go back to where you came from and let me go back to sleep.”

Dr. House studied my tray. “From what I’ve been told, hobbits are food addicts. Seems like a small breakfast for one. And not much eaten from it.”

“I didn’t feel like it.”

“Interesting. I mean, if you were a human, it would be boring. But for a hobbit – “ He picked up the tray and handed it off to Legolas, who still looked a little affronted, but took it anyhow and set it aside in a chair. “Feeling faint when you stand up. Any family history?”

I shook my head. “I never heard of any relation having anything like this. My parents fell out of a boat and drowned. They couldn’t swim. Most Bagginses and Brandybucks are healthy as ponies.”

(and from later...)

“How could you DO that to him?!?” demanded Sam sharply, jerking his head up to glare at Dr. House. “He’s sick! You’re a DOCTOR – you ought to try and help him, not hurt him!”

Dr. House smirked.

“I can’t *help* him without knowing what is *wrong* with him,” he pointed out, unruffled. “Before you all pop your eyeballs from panicking, I know what’s wrong. I just need to check one more thing. Sit up, short stuff.”

-Febobe :)
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For Mother's Day, here's a little fic I wrote. It's Frodo-centric, as usual, and features some mention - sometimes more! - of THREE lost mothers in Middle-earth....

An Orphaned Son's Longing (rated PG for angst, 1/1) )

ETA: I might lengthen the ending just a bit when I have time. On a time crunch as my in-laws are coming over!


May. 9th, 2015 06:01 pm
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I just now turned on the TV for the first time today, and it seems they're partway through TTT and ROTK is coming up, if I read right. :) I know most of us have the DVDs, but it's always a thrill to watch it on TV. :)


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