rohirrim
"Éowyn was slender and tall, with a grace and pride that came to her out of the South from Morwen of Lossarnach, whom the Rohirrim had called Steelsheen."
(Appendix A "The House of Eorl")
Éowyn with Shadowfax in the lush meadows of Rohan @megarywrites @sotwk :)
THE LORD OF THE RINGS The Two Towers
Because my lovely @willowhaired asked me hah here it is my lil collage for my OFC
Her name is Flaedwyn and she's from Rohan
this one is pretty old (i think this collage is 2 yo lmao) so I'd use a few different pics if i were making it now, but it still says a lot about her 💖
I'd love to change her outfit from blue to soft red uhhh
Feel free to ask anything about her if you want hah
What a pretty collage! :) More details about Flaedwyn, please! Is she a shieldmaiden? A smith? A hunter? Most importantly... does she love Eomer? Like, in the biblical sense? XD
AaaaaaaaAAAAaAAaaaaahhHhHH!!!!!
Thank you sm for the interest🥹 also thanks to @thetempleofthemasaigoddess too 💖 It melts my heart, honestly 😭
Here's answers to your questions 👉🏻👈🏻
Is she a shieldmaiden? Well she is, and she isn't at the same time 😏 We have a little crossdressing moment, the little he was a woman trope
Is she a blacksmith? Her dad is a well known blacksmith with a workplace in Edoras. He actually makes all the armor and blades for the Edoras' Éored, and Flaedwyn is his assistant slash apprentice. She also met Éomer for the first time while helping her dad and you know what? She smashed his ass 😎 I have a whole half-written chapter dedicated to some crucial events of her childhood somewhere in my Google docs lmao
She's not a hunter, but she can hunt and do it well if needed, her favorite hobby is carving tho (wood and bone) and it's pretty much also a family related hobby
About love thingy, I actually haven't yet brainstormed the plot to the end to know for sure, it was supposed to be a love triangle lmao But she is very close with both Éomer and Éowyn 🥹✨
This is my first time talking stuff about my oc 😭
I'm thinking about making some kind of passport post for her? Like with some personal info? I've seen people doing it 😅 I need to figure out what to put there hah
Flaedwyn sounds so interesting! I would love to see any more posts about her, and definitely whatever fics you eventually come up with!
"Smashed his ass"--- umm... dirty? Or that's probably just me, because it's Eomer, hello. XD How?? Please explain! Don't leave us hanging!
I have a soft spot for Rohirrim OFCs being paired with Eomer. Again, I apologize to the Lothiriel fans, this is just my preferred ship. (Love triangles work, too!) I really, really just favor the idea of Eomer marrying someone from his home country, especially a "low-born" maiden.
Keep the pride in your OCs, everyone! <3
Éowyn my love
she's so pretty i love drawing her :3
Horses in the Woodland Realm
Historically, the Silvan Elves that dwelt in Greenwood the Great, prior to the coming of their Sindar rulers, had no desire or reason to keep horses. Horses were neither necessary nor practical for travel within their dense woodlands, and the Silvans did not journey frequently enough from their home territory to require them. As peaceful Elves, they also had all the stamina and time in the world to walk leisurely to their destinations.
Even with the arrival of the would-be King Oropher and his brethren, there were only a handful of Sindar who brought horses along with them, and continued the practice of riding as a means of transport, whether for recreation or warfare. In the Second Age, the most skilled of these horse-riders was the Crown Prince Thranduil.
This was such a pleasure to read. 🥰
But do not trust to hope. It has forsaken these lands.
KARL URBAN as Éomer in THE LORD OF THE RINGS TRILOGY (2001-2003) dir. Peter Jackson.
Taken (Eomer x femReader )
Love Confession feat. Eomer Eadig
Valentine 2023 Event by @sotwk
Summary: The lone shield-maiden in Eomer's Éored has been secretly in love with him for years, but has long accepted that that he can never share those feelings. At the feast of King Aragorn's coronation, she is surprised to learn that there may yet be hope.
Prompt: "It's like you never really see me. I'm standing right in front of you and you don't see me!"
Requested by and Dedicated to: @writefortherain-blog Thank you for making this request and giving me the opportunity to write for Eomer!
Word count: 2.4k
Content: Romance, angst, mutual pining, oblivious to love, jealousy, forbidden relationship, class division, shield-maiden, King Eomer, post-RotK
Rating: T (Teens and up)
Warnings: Some sensuality
To Read on AO3: Link
Taken
Third Age 3019 May 1
Minas Tirith
PART ONE
Downing that fourth cup of wine had been a mistake. Or was it the fifth? Sixth? The ridiculous dress with its rib-crushing bodice and neckline positioned nowhere near your neck, had also been a mistake, even though the local clother had insisted to you that it was in the "proper" Gondorian fashion. The entire evening and its inconveniences had all been for a failed end.
You finally jostled your way out of the packed feasting hall and stumbled outside to the courtyard, your compressed lungs and flushed skin rejoicing at their contact with the cool night air. One hand rose to massage your throbbing temple, and the other clawed irritatedly at the boning that caged in your unacceptably unfeminine frame.
"Never again," you seethed under your breath, as you crossed the white-stone pavement to move even farther away from the chaos you escaped.
It had been a painful decision to ride out to Minas Tirith with the rest of your Éored and attend the coronation of the returned King of Gondor. You despised grand affairs, knowing well enough the requirements rules of court would impose on you, unwieldy formal attire being just one of them. These were at least tolerable within Rohan, where you could find some comfort amongst familiar faces and settings. But as the lone female who rode in the company of the Third Marshal, you refused to be excluded from any undertaking by your Éored, however dangerous or unpleasant. Whether it broke your arm or shattered your heart.
Nooo!! Eomer deserves all the love in the world! ❤ He wouldn't be so cruel as to kiss with all the passion his has and declare his love only to take it away. Reader needs to turn back, stat, and get their head together! (I might be a bit biased since he's my fave from the race of Man. 😉)
we are ALL horse girls when watching the ride of the rohirrim at the battle of pelennor fields
Éomer
THE LORD OF THE RINGS costumes appreciation: ― Eomer’s armour (costume design by Ngila Dickson and Richard Taylor)
Karl Urban as Èomer The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003)
Karl Urban as Èomer The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003)
I'm so happy for you on 500 followers!! Your stories are such a pleasure to read. 💕
❤ Could I request from random prompt list 6 and 29 with either Eomer or Haldir. Can't decide between those two cutie pies so please choose for me. 🙏
Thank you for your ask darling!
This was fun to write, hope I did your request justice. I went with Éomer :)
Warnings: a little smutty at the end (nothing world shocking)
MY BADASS WIFE
“Éomer, wait!” you yelled, still wiping the tears out of your eyes. It had been a long time since you’d laughed so hard.
Éomer didn’t listen, and kept walking towards the armory. Well, stalking was maybe a better word to describe it. You ran after him, trying to keep your grin off your face. You failed horribly.
“Stop being grumpy, it’s lame!”
“Oh, so now I’m lame?” he grumbled, tossing his weapons aside.
“Yes! And you’re a sore loser,” you teased. You let your quiver slide off your shoulder and refilled it with arrows until there was no room left for another one.
“That’s because you cheated!”
You gasped. “I did not, and you know it!”
Éomer and you had been training together, he with his sword and knives, you with your trusty bow and arrows. There had been a discussion which kind of weapon would be more effective in battle, each of you convinced it was your own weapon of choice.
It didn’t take long for the both of you to set up a small competition, each getting three turns to hit a target.
It wasn’t a surprise to you that you had won… much to the annoyance of Éomer.
He grabbed you by your upper arms and pushed you against a wooden pillar, his face inches away from yours.
“You… cheated!” he hissed, his eyes dark.
You rolled your eyes and smirked. “Can’t you just admit that you lost?”
His lips were ghosting yours, but he made sure they didn’t touch. Not yet.
“You shot my knife off its course. It would’ve hit the target dead center like the two times before, if you hadn’t been so keen on sabotaging me.”
You smiled, your eyes getting that mischievous glint it did every time one of your plans worked out.
“Now tell me… how is my wife more badass than me?”
You pushed him away, breaking the tension between the two of you.
“You want the short or the long version?”
A laugh escaped your throat, but it turned into a groan when Éomer pushed his chest into against yours, his knee between your legs.
He placed featherlight kisses on your neck, slowly making his way towards your shoulder, grinning when he heard you take a sharp breath.
“I will give you a long version alright…”
A/N: Look at that! I wrote something that was only roughly 400 words. I’m so proud :D
Ride for ruin and the world's ending
Forth Eorlingas