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electracution · 1 month
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Faramir, 03.2024
First Faramir portrait I did that I enjoyed. I've drawn two other already, months ago, and they sucked.
Anyway, I'm very happy that spring started 🩷 everything comes back to life. A time full of inspiration.
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legolas-fan-blog · 3 months
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Boromir and Faramir moodboards by request of my girlfriend!
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incorrect middle earth starring y/n #5
Faramir: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos- Y/n: I wrote you a poem. Faramir, already crying: You did?
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mlmxreader · 1 month
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A Losing Battle | Faramir x m!reader
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↳ ❝ Hello! Can I request male reader with really bad separation anxiety x faramir with prompt "Just close your eyes and go to sleep, I'll still be here" ? ❞
: ̗̀➛ You and Faramir will be married one day, but that doesn't stop you from constantly worrying about him.
: ̗̀➛ brief mentions of injury/fighting
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Faramir frowned when he noticed that your horse was tethered beside his, as he had explicitly told you to stay with his men when he had left; that horse would not allow any other rider in its saddle, and it vexed him to think of what possible reason you could have for showing up at the camp.
Of course, he understood that you tended to worry and panic a lot when he was gone for more than two minutes; he knew that you liked to be within his vicinity as often as you could be, and that you would sometimes find it overwhelming to be without him.
But he didn’t want you to get hurt, either; he needed you to stay back so that he could deal with the task at hand and make it back to you without needing to try desperately to keep you safe at the same time.
He tried not to think anything of it as he approached where he had been sleeping, but when he saw a rather large lump beneath his blanket, he knew that there could only be one person in the entirety of Middle Earth who would do such a thing.
Faramir didn’t mind, though, not really; when he got down on one knee beside you and gently shook you awake, he realised that he didn’t particularly feel angry for you at disobeying him, and nor did he feel particularly disappointed to find you beneath his blankets.
If anything he was relieved to know that you were still alive and that you had made it there in one piece; it made him smile when you snuggled into his blanket, taking in his scent for a moment.
Faramir knew you well enough to know that you weren’t so easily woken, and it was likely that you had fallen asleep after trying to stay up waiting for him to get back.
Perhaps any other day, he would have felt guilty for making you stir, but tonight, he just wanted to lie down beside you and know that you were there in his arms. Safe and protected, as always. 
It did take him quite a while to wake you, but when you looked up at him with your face half covered by the blanket and your eyes still blurry from sleep, he couldn’t help but to smile and to take it in for a moment.
“I do apologise for disturbing you, but erm, you do happen to be in my bed.”
“‘M always in your bed,” you muttered softly, struggling to sit upright but getting there eventually. “I’m really sorry, Faramir, I know you said to stay put and to wait until you got back, but I started thinking about, y’know, everything and I started worrying if you would be alright, and-”
“I understand,” Faramir whispered kindly. “I know that you tend to think too much for your own good. I will not shame you for that, ever.”
You nodded, wrapping your arms around your knees as you rested your chin on them and hummed. “Thank you…”
“Of course,” he whispered. “If you’re to be my husband one day… well, you know the rest of it. And Boromir was always the better speaker between us, anyway.”
You laughed softly, nodding as you beckoned him to sit beside you, which he did so gladfully, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. “One day I will be your husband, and you will have to put up with me at your side constantly - regardless if you order me to or not.”
Faramir grinned as he licked his lips, nodding slowly. “Is that not exactly what happened tonight?”
“Well, either way,” you shrugged. “How do you feel, anyway? I heard from some of your boys that it was pretty brutal out there.”
He nodded, clearing his throat. “We all managed to do fairly well - a few of the men were injured but thankfully nothing major.”
Immediately, you switched to sitting between his legs, your hands wandering his body to check for any piercing in his armour. “And wha-”
“I am fine,” Faramir said calmly, taking your wrists in his hands and holding them close to his chest as he shook his head. “I did not suffer so much as a blow from a shield.” 
You nodded slowly, splaying your fingers out across the taught leather breastplate as you swallowed thickly and licked your lips. “Not even a bruise?”
He shook his head, putting his hands over yours. “Not even a bruise.”
“Alright,” you whispered, pressing your forehead against his shoulder. “Just as long as you promise you aren’t hurt.”
“I’m not,” he told you softly. “I promise you, I am not hurt… although, I am a little hurt that you would try and steal my blanket from me on such a cold night.”
You smiled, shrugging as you tilted your head to the side for a moment. “Well, maybe, if you’re so cold, we could share?”
“I think that would be a good plan,” he admitted, waiting for you to get comfortable before he took his breastplate off and laid down beside you. “You know, you can just close your eyes and go to sleep, I’ll still be here when you wake up.”
You nodded as you snuggled into him, trying to squirm as close as you possibly could. “You promise?”
Slowly, Faramir threw his leg over you to keep you against him, and he was quick to let his arms welcome you tightly the second he could. “I always promise. Believe me, you will soon enough get sick of me.”
You laughed softly, tiredly as you pulled up the blanket so that it sat around you both, although you could feel the cold breeze against the backs of your legs. “I doubt that could ever happen, really.”
Faramir wanted to laugh, although the way you were pressed against him and the feeling of your soft breath against him was all too difficult to ignore, and he soon found himself fighting against the urge to sleep; he waited, though, only daring to admit defeat when he felt you go limp in his arms as your breathing became all too steady.
With a smile on his face, Faramir allowed himself to lose that battle. 
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autistook · 2 months
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Random LOTR gifs pt ?????
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dromaeocore · 1 year
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get slaughtered in war to earn your father's love idiot
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Today’s Autistic character of the day is:
Faramir from The Lord of the Rings
Requested by @rogueinkglitch
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Round 1: Right Side - Klavier Gavin (Ace Attorney) vs. Faramir (Lord of the Rings)
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itseivwhore · 1 year
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Writing about Faramir while listening to Hozier AND Gondor ambience music:
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🗡That will depend on the manner of your return 🏹
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crispy-ghee · 18 days
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Happy 32nd birthday to my sibling @awesomepaste who requested Boromir and Faramir being happy for their birthday present. And why shouldn't they get to be happy?
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southfarthing · 8 months
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remember when éowyn first met faramir and immediately thought "ah yes. this is a guy who could wipe the floor with any soldier of rohan." bc I think about it a lot
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emilybeemartin · 6 months
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Boromir Lives AU: High Uncle of the White Tower
A follow-up to It's a BABY
First, as so many folks have pointed out, the baby's name, with the boron root, meaning "steadfast, trusty, enduring;" ergo Boromir: "steadfast jewel" and Elboron: "steadfast/enduring star." I love this as a memorial in canon, but we ain't in canon here and I get to make it an honorarium instead because I am drunk with power.
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Good luck getting that baby back, Faramir.
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"I'll have him wear nonskid waders, I swear."
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While this is obviously a nod to Sharpe, I was actually inspired by Sean talking about how he used to play with toy soldiers when he was young ("you know, about twenty") on History Hack.
Later, at the all-units Pass in Review:
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Boromir Lives: Helm's Deep
Boromir Lives: Whump-Time After Pelennor
Boromir Lives: GO TO SLEEP
Boromir Lives: Aragorn's Coronation
Boromir Lives: Faramir and Eowyn's Wedding
Boromir Lives: It's a BABY
Boromir Lives: The Haircuts
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incorrect middle earth starring y/n #6
*Faramir comes home absolutely drunk, undresses, and stands in Y/n’s bedroom.* Y/n: Darling, are you.. coming to bed? Faramir: No thank you, I’m sure you’re lovely but I have a girlfriend. Faramir: *Lies on the ground and falls asleep* Y/n: ...
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booksinthelakes · 7 months
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@prudencegoodewitch on instagram
Literally would watch this on repeat.
Like daily. Hourly. EVERY MINUTE OF EVERY DAY.
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theladyeowyn · 5 months
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You shall live to see these days renewed. And no more despair.
requested by @the-mawp
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