#forth eorlingas

[ridingforrohan]

More Rohirrim nonsense ;)

[justdrowthings]

I could be writing fic but nope. Brain says tengwar work only.

[from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras]

Yes, yes, Sean Bean was afraid of the helicopter and Ian McKellan hated Elijah Wood’s music choices in the makeup trailer and Billy Boyd had to go to the emergency dentist in full hobbit get-up, but my absolute favorite behind-the-scenes tidbit from the LOTR movies is that half the riders of Rohan were actually women. A whole army full of Dernhelms, it just couldn’t be more *chef’s kiss*.

[toodley]

i love cleaning my room and being periodically reminded that i own a sword gifted to me by my friend and engraved with the words "forth eorlingas"

life is good

[konartiste]

Day 16 of Tolkientober: Cosy

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Cousins

“Théodred?”

“Aye, Father. I am in here.”

Théoden had peeked inside Éomer’s room, in search of his own son. He had expected him to be present during the council meeting; however, his absence had worried the King.

Ending the council meeting early, he had left to find Théodred, checking every space until he thought to look inside his nephew’s room.

The room was dark, but he could sense that someone was there.

Pushing the door further open, the light streamed inside, illuminating a lopsided heap on the child’s bed.

A soft laugh rumbled in his chest when he distinguished two small figures wrapped around a taller frame.

“Éowyn I understand, but Éomer too?”

Théodred peered up at his father with a crooked grin. His two cousins were sleeping on top of him.

“We went riding before lunch, and afterwards Éowyn claimed fatigue. I sang them a few ballads of our family and soon they both fell asleep like this.”

“Hmm.” Théoden studied them for a moment, his bright eyes taking in the faces of the two children. There was much of Théodwyn in them. Then he reached out and gently patted not Éowyn nor Éomer but his own son on his head. Already halfway through his twenties, the young man was suddenly abashed with such affection, so he asked:

“You were looking for me?”

“Aye, we had been expecting you at the council meeting.”

“By the Valar, I missed that? Forgive me, Father. I – “

“Be at ease, Theo,” he interrupted with a shake of his hand, “some matters take precedence.”

"Aye, Father," he said and sighed before letting his head fall back onto the bed.

After a last look at his three children, Théoden nodded and left, closing the door behind him with a soft click.

[charlyricco]

"For he was a gentle heart and a great king and kept his oaths; and he rose out of the shadows to a last fair morning."

Rest in Peace, Bernard Hill

Art: Éowyn on Theoden's grave by Anato Finnstark

[lady-of-ithilien]

Found this in my grandfather’s study, telling my kids this is Eorl the young and Felaróf

[we-are-barbarian]

Finally saw this movie. Y'all want a barbarian? Because he'll show you rage