At your service.
I tag my depressing headcanons and other weird rants as #janine no just in case you don't want to see them (or incase you do)
Kings and their burglars give me life, they must be protected at all costs.
Currently crying over:
Far over the Misty Mountains rise, leave us standing upon the height…
The Hobbit chapter by chapter: Chapter 6: Out of the Frying Pan, Into the Fire
The fires of Isengard will spread, and the forests of Tuckborough and Buckland will burn. And all that was once great and good in this world will be gone.
i know you doubt me, i know you always have. and you’re right. i often think of bag end. i miss my books, and my armchair, my garden. see, that’s where i belong. that’s home. that’s why i came back. ‘cause you don’t have one: a home. it was taken from you, but i will help you take it back if i can.
"It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door."
I always say “morning” instead of “good morning”. If it were a good morning I’d still be in bed instead of talking to people.
I was going to respond to this with one of those blushing gifs but then i realized I can’t do that because this was just so, JUST SO, I just read it and then had to calm down because it’s just such an incredible thing to tell someone. I’m sorry I took an age to reply to this because I just didn’t think that anything I said would be good enough. So I’d just like to say thank you and I’m sorry I’m incapable of giving this the response it deserves.