‘Taller than some and fairer than most. A perky chap with bright eyes and a cleft in his chin.'
Frodo has dark brown/black hair and bright blue eyes, light almond skin and a fair complexion, with a decent smattering of freckles across the bridge of his nose and cheeks.
Post-journey, he has dark circles under his eyes, many lines in his face, and grey mottled throughout his dark hair. He is pale and looks unwell. His eyes are clear and bright, and perceive much, but often he gazes out into nothing and seems to be looking far off into other times and places.
Frodo enjoys his time with friends, but requires some time spent alone with himself. He is comfortable in his own company. He makes friends easily, but keeps intimate counsel with only a few very close friends.
While he takes the advice of others to heart, he ultimately makes his own decisions. It's a matter of what he can live with and will regret the least.
He is often very candid and a talentless liar. He wears his heart on his sleeve and leads with kindness, but not always niceness. His blatant honesty can be, at times, blunt or misinformed.
In the years following the destruction of the One Ring, he is reclusive and often plagued by nightmares and ill health. He still enjoys visitors and hosting, though he lacks the energy he once had for it.
Frodo spent the first twelve years of his life in the care of his parents; Drogo and Primula. They were not generally considered queer or outlandish, though they were sometimes seen out alone together, walking in the night, or boating on the Brandywine. His father was often out drinking, and his mother remained busy with the home, leaving Frodo largely to his own devices.
He learned to entertain himself, and preferred the company of books to that of his peers, who he found dull and uninspiring. Visits from his favorite uncle Bilbo would have been the highlight of his youth, and he was often found listening to the tales of his elders when they had a mind to share.
At twelve years of age, his parents were drowned in a boating accident. Mourning did not come easy. Frodo preferred to avoid thinking about it altogether, and instead of delving into his own complex feelings, threw himself further into stories instead. There was a sense of sadness and loss, but less dire than one might expect, and far less than Frodo thought appropriate. When he did allow himself time to think on his loss, he always felt he came up short and ought to have felt worse about it.
Frodo went to live in his familial home of Brandy Hall, the ancestral home of the Brandybucks. There, he was surrounded by cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents. Always looked after and provided for, but never on a singular basis; he was one of many. During this time, he developed a habit for mischief and was caught by farmer Maggot, stealing mushrooms, for which he was beaten and had dogs sent after him. After this, he remained afraid of dogs and of farmer Maggot, and ceased his thieving.
Nine years after the death of his parents, at age 21, he was adopted by Bilbo and came to live in Hobbiton at Bag End. Frodo quickly grew to love the quietness and solitude offered by his new circumstance, and more than that, adored the time he got to share with his beloved uncle. He was as comfortable as anyone could be, yet restless still. He liked to walk for long periods in the quiet forests and fields at night, under the stars.
For many years after his adoption by Bilbo, he listened to his uncle’s talks of adventure and his insistence on someday going off again on another. Frodo did not wish to believe he would really do it, but after years of promising he would, Bilbo actually up and left on the evening of their shared birthday.
With Bilbo's departure, Frodo became the sole inheritor of Bag End, and most importantly, the Ring.
I don’t fancy incest ships… I mean, I don’t mind people shipping it, I just don’t ship it :)
✗ - A ship I can’t stand
I’m not so sure there really is a ship I hate… There are ships I don’t ship but accept, and I think that’s really the only thing I have to say about that!
☑ - A fact about the character
Frodo often takes strolls out in the Eastfarthing woods because it calms him down. He loves being alone out there, reading and listening to the birds singing.
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Some of them are shatteringly beautiful, while others are merely lovely. If you don't know where to start, try "Harthad: a poem in two parts." If you want to have your heart broken, that is, in the Tolkien way. (Others I found very excellent were "An Extra Ordinary Life," "Frodo of the Shire," "Another Sunless Dawn," "The Plea of the Evenstar," "Only the Golden Dark," (Sauron's pov, of all things! It works), "Where you are Bound," and "They Say").
Note: Now I understand more of why Tolkien distanced the narrative more and more from Frodo's inner thoughts as he neared Mt. Doom (even though it breaks my heart to lose his voice) and in a way I'm glad he did. It's terrible enough from Sam's perspective, who can only guess at what Frodo's going through. The poems from Frodo's pov in Gorgoroth and Mt. Doom are really well done, but I couldn't bring myself to recommend them; you can easily find them on the site if you wish.
Note 2: Some are dazzling, some are merely quite good, and there are a very few based on THAT scene, which I would have avoided if I had known, and you may wish to avoid likewise; they are entitled: " A Kindly Friend," "Another Kindly Friend," and "Do You?". Many others are very dark, but they're canon-dark. (And no, "Go Home, Sam" is not based on THAT scene. I think it refers to an earlier attempt of Frodo's to leave Sam behind).
