#esquire of rohan

[autistook]

The Return of the King (2003)

#this is one of my fave scenes merry is so baby here i love him #lord of the rings #lotr #the lord of the rings #lotr gifs #lotr edit #merry brandybuck #meriadoc #meriadoc brandybuck #lotr merry #merry #theoden #theoden king #king theoden #edoras #rotk #the return of the king #return of the king #théoden #esquire of rohan #jrrt #tolkien #tolkien gifs #lotr gifset

[almostlookedhuman]

#universes beyond #mtg #lotr #merry #esquire of rohan #arda #meriadoc brandybuck #duchek

[torchwood-99]

After the war, before Eomer and Eowyn leave for Rohan, Merry, as an esquire of Rohan, is ordered by Eomer to chaperone Eowyn and Faramir and make sure they don't get up to shenanigans together. Pippin, as a knight of Gondor, is ordered by Faramir to make sure they have time alone together to get up to shenanigans. Both take their duties very seriously. Frodo and Sam start a betting pool with the rest of the Fellowship over who proves more successful.

#Lotr #Lord of the Rings #Eowyn #Faramir #Eomer #Merry Brandybuck #Pippin Took #Frodo Baggins #Sam Gamgee #Farawyn

[glitteringaglarond]

'There are no great weapon-hoards here, lord,' answered Éomer. 'Maybe a light helm might be found to fit him; but we have no mail or sword for one of his stature.'   'I have a sword,' said Merry, climbing from his seat, and drawing from its black sheath his small bright blade. Filled suddenly with love for this old man, he knelt on one knee, and took his hand and kissed it. 'May I lay the sword of Meriadoc of the Shire on your lap, Théoden King?' he cried. 'Receive my service, if you will!'   'Gladly will I take it,' said the king; and laying his long old hands upon the brown hair of the hobbit, he blessed him. 'Rise now, Meriadoc, esquire of Rohan of the household of Meduseld!' he said. 'Take your sword and bear it unto good fortune!'   'As a father you shall be to me,' said Merry.   'For a little while,' said Théoden.

And this right here (and the whole conversation preceding it) is the exact moment, when i read these books for the first time as a child, that Theoden was firmly planted as one of my top 5 favorite characters in these books and has never been shaken from that spot.

The fact that time is pressing, danger is drawing ever nearer, the future is uncertain, and battle and bloodshed seems to be the only certainty they have... and yet Theoden still takes the time to talk with Merry, and show how much kindness is in his heart and his great capacity for love. And to this day, my heart is warmed in ways that it's hard to explain whenever i read or think about this scene, or think about our kindly Theoden King.

in this moment Merry was 'filled suddenly with love for this old man', and so was i.

#lotr newsletter #my op #theoden #newsletter march 6

[mypurelyselfindulgentprompts]

Pippin and Merry somehow time travel back (intentionally or not) to the early events of The Hobbit, maybe when they’re in Rivendell. After talking to them and trying to find out any information about how they got there Gandalf says something along the lines of “I have no idea how two Hobbits such as yourselves made your way here, for I can’t imagine you ever having the opportunity or want to leave your Hobbit holes. You seem plenty content to cause mischief and eat and smoke to your hearts content.”

To which Merry and Pippin gasp in mock horror and Pippin says “I will have you know Gan-dalf that my cousin here is an Esquire of Rohan and I myself am a Knight of Gondor.”

Gandalf, the dwarves, and the elves don’t know whether to laugh or believe them.

#fanfic idea #fanfic prompt #merry brandybuck #pippin took #Gandalf #the hobbit #lotr #lord of the rings

[carlandrea]

'May I lay the sword of Meriadoc of the Shire on your lap, Théoden King?' he cried. 'Receive my service, if you will!'

'Gladly will I take it,' said the king; and laying his long old hands upon the brown hair of the hobbit, he blessed him. 'Rise now, Meriadoc, esquire of Rohan of the household of Meduseld!'

Our Merry is a knight

#lotr newsletter

[kindlythevoid]

“Are you going to bury me?”

Merry, Return of the King pg. 136

vs.

“The Eagles are coming!” “Bilbo! …But no! That came in his tale, long long ago. This is my tale, and it is ended now. Good-bye!”

Unknown and Pippin, Return of the King pg. 177

Originally I had bookmarked the first quote because I thought it was sad and the second quote because a) I thought Pippin simply saying “goodbye!” before passing out was hilarious and b) I wanted to say something about how Bilbo and his stories, his poems, permeate the Lord of the Rings even when he isn’t there. But putting them side by side… Merry and Pippin, man.

The hobbits have always had trouble trying to keep up, and especially been struggling with some self-esteem issues when they reach the great kingdoms of Rohan and Gondor. They handle it like champs, of course, but it’s still there. And so after these big battles, the Battle of Pellenor Fields and the Last Battle, when the king has died and much bigger men have been taken in for treatment, they don’t think anyone will care. Not enough to go looking, not that the hobbits have a mind to think it through. They don’t mind, actually, that they’re cast off to the side, even though Gandalf remarks that they should have gotten a king’s welcome and Aragorn himself bows to them later.

Still, while all the big Men are busy, the hobbits look out for each other. Pippin picks up Merry off the side of the road and drags him to the Houses of Healing. Merry’s always been attentive to Pippin. And even when Pip thinks he’s going to die, he thinks of Bilbo, the old hobbit who used to give them gifts from far away and tell stories to the kids. They don’t see their part in the tale, not fully, not until Frodo and Sam are back and Aragorn is king.

Oh, sure, they grow into themselves and their armor and their titles. They become Pippin, the King’s Messenger and Merry, Esquire of Rohan. But in these moments, they think they’re dead. And they hold onto the hobbits they know, whether it’s Merry gripping Pippin as he wonders after his burial or Pippin remembering the old stories before, like Bilbo, he passes out. Just. Merry and Pippin. And the stories they’re told and the stories they’re apart of.

#Does this make sense? #methinks not. #But it’s out here now #And we all have to deal with it #just yelling into the void #the lord of the rings #kiki re-re-re-reads the lord of the rings #SHHEEP #merry and pippin #meriadoc brandybuck #peregrin took #tolkien quotes #quotes #bilbo baggins #aragorn #gandalf

[arwenundomieel]

Lovely shots of the hobbits looking extra regal with their outfits 🥺

Notice that Pippins outfits has the tree of Gondor embroidered on it, showing that he is an esquire of Gondor. Same with Merry, but with the Horse of Rohan.

The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King

dir. Peter Jackson

#lord of the rings #lotr #tolkien #peter jackson #return of the king #behind the scenes #bts #merry #meriadoc brandybuck #pippin #peregrin took #frodo #frodo baggins #sam #samwise gamgee #rohan #gondor #tree of gondor #hobbits #hobbit life #fellowship

[frodo-with-glasses]

Esquire of Rohan.

#meriadoc brandybuck #merry #lord of the rings #lotr #my art #fig tree au #had a little prototype of this design in the headstand post but here’s the whole thing

[whenfrasermetbeauchamp]

The English party had arrived, somewhat belatedly. No doubt they were being tactfully shooed into the garden while the kitchen staff hastily prepared another dinner and reset the massive table for them.

I scanned the group curiously. The Duke of Sandringham I knew, of course, having met him once before in Scotland at Castle Leoch. His barrelchested figure was easy to pick out, walking side by side with Louis, modish wig tilted in polite attention.

Most of the other people were strangers, though I thought the stylish lady of middle age just coming through the doors must be the Duchess of Claymore, whom I had heard was expected. The Queen, normally left behind at some country house to amuse herself as best she could, had been trotted out for the occasion. She was talking to the visitor, her sweet, anxious face flushed with the unaccustomed excitement of the occasion.

The young girl just behind the Duchess caught my eye. Quite plainly dressed, she had the sort of beauty that would make her stand out in any crowd. She was small, fine-boned but nicely rounded in figure, with dark, shiny, unpowdered hair and the most extraordinary white skin, flushed across the cheeks with a clear deep pink that made her look exactly like a flower petal.

Her coloring reminded me of a dress I’d once had in my own time, a light cotton frock decorated with red poppies. The thought for some reason struck me with a sudden unexpected wave of homesickness, and I gripped the edge of the marble bench, eyelids prickling with longing. It must be hearing plain bluff English spoken, I thought, after so many months among the lilt of Scotland and the quacking of France. The visitors sounded like home.

Then I saw him. I could feel all of the blood draining from my head as my eye traced disbelievingly over the elegant curve of the skull, dark-haired and bold amid the powdered wigs around it. Alarms rang in my head like air-raid sirens, as I fought to accept and repel the impressions that assaulted me. My subconscious saw the line of the nose, thought “Frank,” and turned my body to fly toward him in welcome. “Not-Frank,” came the slightly higher, rational center of my brain, freezing me in my tracks as I saw the familiar curve of a half-smiling mouth, repeating, “You know it’s not Frank” as the muscles of my calves knotted. And then the lurch into panic and the clenching of hands and stomach, as the slower processes of logical thought came doggedly on the trail of instinct and knowledge, seeing the high brow and the arrogant tilt of the head, assuring me of the unthinkable. It could not be Frank. And if it were not, then it could only be…

…

“Are you all right?” The voice was Frank’s, low and cultured.

…

“Are you all right, Madame?” The light hazel eyes held only respectful concern, the fine dark brows arched over them in inquiry. It wasn’t Frank, of course. Neither was it Jonathan Randall. This man was younger than the Captain by a good ten years, perhaps close to my own age, his face pale and unlined by exposure to weather. His lips had the same chiseled lines, but lacked the marks of ruthlessness that bracketed the Captain’s mouth.

“You.…” I croaked, leaning away from him. “You’re…”

“Alexander Randall, Esquire, Madame,” he answered quickly, making an abortive gesture toward his head, as though to doff a hat he wasn’t wearing. “I don’t believe we have met?” he said, with a hint of doubt.

“I, er, that is, no, we haven’t,” I said, sagging back against Jamie’s arm. The arm was steady as an iron railing, but the hand holding mine was trembling, and I pulled our clasped hands into the fold of my skirt to hide it.

“Rather an informal introduction, Mrs., er, no…it’s Lady Broch Tuarach, is it not?” The high, piping voice pulled my attention back above me, to the flushed, cherubic countenance of the Duke of Sandringham peering interestedly over the shoulders of the Comte de Sévigny and the Duc d’Orléans. He pushed his ungainly body through the narrow opening afforded, and extended a hand to help me to my feet. Still holding my sweaty palm in his own, he bowed in the direction of Alexander Randall, Esquire, who was frowning in a puzzled sort of way.

“Mr. Randall is in my employ as secretary, Lady Broch Tuarach. Holy Orders is a noble calling, but unfortunately nobility of purpose does not pay the cobbler’s bill, does it, Alex?” The young man flushed slightly at this barb, but he inclined his head civilly toward me, acknowledging his employer’s introduction. Only then did I notice the sober dark suit and high white stock that marked him as a junior cleric of some sort.

“His Grace is correct, my lady. And that being so, I must hold his offer of employment in the deepest gratitude.” A faint tightening of the lips at this speech seemed to indicate that the gratitude felt might not perhaps go so deep as all that, pleasant words notwithstanding. I glanced at the Duke, to find his small blue eyes creased against the sun, his expression blandly impenetrable.

— Dragonfly In Amber

Photos: Starz, Season Two, Episode Two, April 16, 2016

Book: Dragonfly In Amber, Diana Gabaldon, 1992

Tumblr: September 28, 2018, WhenFraserMetBeauchamp 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿❤️🇬🇧

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[somethingcoolhopefully]

You know, out of all the hobbits in LOTR Merry is so underrated.

He literally becomes esquire of Rohan - he didn’t have to go to war. Tbh he had the chance to stay in Edoras and wait out the war, but because he loved his friends so much he risked his life to fight for their freedom, even when he believed he would be insignificant. Merry also always watches out for Pippin. Even when they are captured by orcs in the two towers he tries to comfort Pippin and protect him rather than complain about his injuries or make Pippin even more uncertain. In the books he (and pip) willingly decide to journey with Frodo to Bree, despite the fact they were plunging into unknown territory. He also leads an ARMY OF HOBBITS in the battle of bywater.

Honestly, Merry needs his own telling of LOTR 😂👍

- E

#merry brandybuck #lord of the rings #frodo baggins #samwise gamgee #aragorn #jrr tolkien #legolas #lotr #pippin took #boromir #return of the king #the two towers #the fellowship of the ring #riders of rohan #gandalf #galadriel

[torchwood-99]

I ship Eowyn and Faramir. I love Eowyn's dynamics with Theoden and Aragorn and Eomer (and Gimli in the films). She has great interactions with all these characters and they all play an important role in her arc.

But Eowyn's single most important relationship in the series is and always will be with Merry Brandbybuck, Esquire of Rohan, Meriadoc the Magnificent, and I will fight you on that with my bare hands.

Nothing beats the story of a girl and her hobbit.

#LOTR #Lord of the Rings #Eowyn #Merry Brandybuck #Eowyn of Rohan

[glitteringaglarond]

Théoden at once called a halt. The Riders turned about and seized their spears. Aragorn dismounted and set Merry on the ground, and drawing his sword he stood by the king's stirrup. Éomer and his esquire rode back to the rear. Merry felt more like unneeded baggage than ever, and he wondered, if there was a fight, what he should do. Supposing the king's small escort was trapped and overcome, but he escaped into the darkness – alone in the wild fields of Rohan with no idea of where he was in all the endless miles? 'No good!' he thought. He drew his sword and tightened his belt.

i love how Aragorn is obviously going to be part of the first line of defense, but there is no way in hell he's bringing Merry there. The urge to protect Hobbits is strong with this one <3

i also love that little insight into Merry. He wants SO BADLY to be useful, and he still has just a little bit of trauma after his capture by orcs - and he reacts to his own fears by tightening his belt, drawing his sword, and preparing for anything.

i love them both

#lotr newsletter #my op #newsletter march 6

[morwensteelsheen]

Okay I need to just start jotting these down when im thinking about them otherwise I’ll forget them entirely. Here’re some Gríma HCs I’m working on.

He’s described in the book as quite closely resembling the Dunlendings which is Interesting. Obviously Tolkien does that to do some lowkey fucked up pseudoracial politics, but I think if you follow that thread through to its conclusion it could be interesting. So try this out:

Gríma was born in the Westfold, about as near as you can get to the Fords of Isen without literally being in Isengard.

His father was a lower tier noble, probably not landed, but titled for sure. Maybe something like close to an Esquire.

His mother was either a Dunlending or of Dunlending heritage. This is the key bit, for me.

IMO, it would be impossible to fully segregate out the Dunlendings from the “native” Rohirrim, particularly in the outlying parts of the kingdom (eg. the Westfold where contact would have been greatest). But not being able to perform perfect segregation/apartheid does not, as we know, preclude there being enormous amount of discrimination. I think that the Dunlendings were treated as a psuedo-racial/ethnic group by the Rohirrim. Think in terms of how Brits treat Polish people (or Romani people, or the Irish, etc.,): certainly exploited for labour purposes, potentially integrated into family units, but, on the whole, still deeply denigrated and marginalised.

We also know that Rohan is a deeply patriarchal society. Having a son—even if you don’t have a heritable title to pass down—is going to be very socially significant.

I’d say, then, that Gríma’s mother found herself in a Fantine/Tholomyès scenario, except instead of leaving her flat broke with a baby, Gríma’s father exploited his title to effectively ‘win’ custody of Gríma (ie. steal this woman’s kid).

Gríma, then, would have been raised in a deeply precarious environment. He looks different to the “good” Rohirrim around him, he’s been completely separated from his mother, his father—though titled—wouldn’t have had the land or assets to live especially comfortably. In all ways, Gríma’s basically caught in the middle of two worlds, or maybe more accurately: two tectonic plates grinding against each other.

So he grows up deeply insecure, but also with a nascent proto-bourgeois work ethic. He’s the progenitor of Middle-Earth grind culture, if you will. He’s determined not to end up at the bottom of the shit heap, because his father has conditioned him to see that as the worst possible outcome, but he also knows he’s going to have to work twice as hard as everyone else to do it, because he’s got all this complicating factors.

But “deeply insecure” and “desperate for more from life” is literally, like, a fucking bat signal for the Istari (whoops forgot to turn my anti-Gandalf propaganda filter on). So Saruman swoops in, recognising Gríma’s potential not just as a #MondayWarrior, but also as someone who can be psychologically remoulded in his own image to do, well, anything.

He also realises that Gríma is someone who has been raised to be tremendously personally loyal, but not patriotic/nationalistic. He has mixed-to-bad feelings about Rohan, but, if Saruman hypes him up right, will have enormously positive feelings about Saruman. His goal is just to make sure nobody ever talks Gríma up as much as he does, and then he’s basically set for life.

This is where I’m a bit fuzzy on the hows and whys, but eventually Gríma ends up as an advisor to a couple slightly more significant lords of Rohan, possibly on Saruman’s recommendation. I’m not sure timings or locations, but I think he takes a pretty big leap up for his first step on the ladder, and then more carefully manoeuvres his way across the kingdom to Edoras.

Everything from here, particularly the Éowyn stuff, I don’t have my thoughts clear on yet. I think, however, that I like the idea of Gríma and Éowyn’s relationship (so to speak) basically being a hell-world mirror image of Éowyn’s relationship with Faramir, which is to say: Faramir understands Éowyn quite well, but puts a lot of emphasis on making sure she talks it out so she understands herself quite well; Gríma also understands Éowyn pretty well, but thinks that she would prefer to not talk or think too intensively about herself, and screws up her priorities (eg. confusing her desire to GTFO of her garbage living situation with political ambition).

#Gríma #lotr #e hc tag

[nautixa]

Theoden: Rise now, Meriadoc, esquire of Rohan. Take your sword and bear it unto good fortune!

Merry: Cool! So can I call you dad?

Theoden:

Theoden: I mean I guess

#Return of the King #lord of the rings #Lotr #lotr books #Tolkien #Lotr Merry #Lotr Theoden #This shit happened in the book #And theoden was like #Ok I guess for a little bit

[hiphopcommunity]

22 years ago, photographer Gordon Parks gathered around 200 hip-hop artists outside a porch in Harlem to take a legendary photo called "A Great Day In Hip-Hop."In March 1998, when XXL magazine staff were just thinking about reworking the Great Day in Harlem photo, they had no idea how successful the photo would be. The first photograph of "A Great Day in Harlem," taken by Arthur Kane on August 12, 1958 for Esquire magazine, brought together 57 jazz legends outside a porch on East 126th Street in Harlem. The photo featured jazz performers such as Count Basie, Art Blakey, Johnny Griffin, Milt Hinton, Charles Mingus, Thelonious Monk, Oscar Pettiford, Sonny Rollins, Joe Thomas and others. This photo appeared in Esquire magazine in the January 1959 issue.On September 29, 1998, more than 200 people from the hip-hop world took part in the historic re-creation of XXL, who were placed on 3 bows in the same place as the original - they represented a new generation of cultural icons captured by the photographer for descendants.When the photo shoot was over, the crowd of rappers applauded with shouts of pride. The disassembled crowd of rappers continued to talk to their peers, their heroes and their fans.The photography process was not much different from jazz photography, but there were some key artists who weren't present. A frustrated Lauryn Hill arrived 10 minutes after the photo was taken, in a red Range Rover, driven by her beau Rohan Marley with her son Zion Marley in the back seat. A dejected Los Angeles-based Ras Kass who showed up too late asked if there were any ways in which he could be superimposed into the frame.List of famous rappers in the frame: Mack 10, Rakim, Fat Joe, E-40, Slick Rick, Wyclef Jean, Jermaine Dupri, Goodie Mob, Black Moon, Freddie Foxxx, Shaq, Fab 5 Freddy, Kasino, Channel Live, Pras , Peter Gunz, Flipmode Squad, Naughty By Nature, Shyheim, Kid Capri, UTFO, Xzibit, Da Brat, Willie D, The LOX, Nice & Smooth, Ed OG, Common, A Tribe Called Quest, Poor Righteous Teachers, Sticky Fingaz & X1, Canibus, De La Soul, DJ Scratch, Eightball & MJG, The Beatnuts, Tha Alkaholics, Lord Jamar, DJ Muggs, Queen Pen, Pee Wee, Heiroglyphics, Grandmaster Caz, Schooly D, Awesome Two, Andre Harrell, The Roots, Kurupt, Crucial Conflict, A +, Ultramagnetic MC's, MC Eight, Wu-Tang, Jungle Brothers, Jazzy Jeff, D Nice, Special K, T La Rock, Chuck Chillout, Kid Creole, Milk, MC Shan, Marley Marl, John Forte, Heather B, Black Star (Mos Def + Talib Kweli), Saafir, Cocoa Brovaz, Cam'Ron, Blahzay Blahzay, MC Serch, Big L, Scarface, Luke, Grandmaster Flash, Blondie, Kool Herc, Paula Perry, Jayo Felony, No Face, Twista & The Speedknot Mobstas, Nikki D, DJ Nabs, Jane Blaze, Kris Kross, Daddy-O, Tela, Pete Rock, Parental Advisory, Loon, DJ Hollywood, MC Breeze, Kool Moe Dee, DJ Clue, Richie Rich ...The photograph "A Great Day In Hip-Hop" was published on the cover of XXL magazine on December 8, 1998 with the headline "The Greatest Day In Hip-Hop History".

#hiphop #hip hop #oldschool #rap #photography #hardcore rap #dope #rare #wutang #wu tang clan #sticky fingaz #boombap #underground #photo