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[eohere]

Trawling through @shieldarm’s hc posts, feverishly slamming that like button on every single post about Theodred and Eowyn’s relationship like I’m playing hungry hungry hippos 

#;;ooc #shieldarm #THEY SIMPLY COULD NOT BE MORE CORRECT

[aglaecan]

@shieldarm sent a meme: humbling women seems to me a chief pastime of poets.  for aredhel somehow lol

All in a splendor of white and of silver, Aredhel did drape herself upon the chair given her. Heavy and wood, carven all with horses rearing their wild manes like the running face of the waves, it was broad enough even for the tall muscle of her. She did drape herself there, did hang one grey-booted leg over a heavy carven arm to cock herself astride. (Once, once had her Tyelko sat thus. Once had his confidence been that which filled up rooms like a smoke, like an incense. Gone, gone now were the Sons of Fëanor, gone into smoke and into ash, gone into the sea!)

The fire was warm in the long hall, the scent of it spiced and familiar. It would suffuse Aredhel’s black hair, it would suffuse Aredhel’s white skin. Later, she would undress to find the scent rich as perfume on her body, woodsmoke and rushes and the musky honey-mead in the cup she held loose in one hand.

The girl was a warrior. How old was she? Aredhel could not say; the aging of mortals yet escaped her. Not old, not too young. But strong of spirit, yes. The mortal girl had that spirit in her, had the wildness, the wanting. Aredhel could see it in her, in the defined tension of her mare’s limbs, in the way she quivered with the need to run, to run wild beneath an open sky. To find where horizons ended – nowhere, never, the horizon never would be met! Aredhel had tried. She had only ever found more sky. Always was there further to run!

Her gaze, sharp and silver, swept itself over that hall. Eyes lingered on them; but Aredhel had guest-right, given open and free. She would not give their distrust, their dislike, any credence more than it deserved. Did they want her humbled? Better men than they had tried. But the girl, yes. Her would Aredhel gaze upon. Hair of gold, skin honey-touched like mead. A wild girl, a horse girl, proud as a mare. 

Aredhel wondered if the girl would race her afoot if she asked.

“Then you know the wrong poets,” Aredhel answered in a voice warm as the honey mead, rough as the smoke.

#shieldarm #no idea #she's visiting edoras i guess

[shootersfaync]

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[pentaghest]

@shieldarm​ asked for a lyric starter. lyrics taken from melancholy hill by the gorillaz.

“Well, you can’t get what you want, but you can get me.”

#01. shieldarm

[j3rryth0mp50n]

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[gondheir]

WHAT COLOR CHARACTER ARE YOU?

PURPLE CHARACTER. purple  characters  are  strong  leaders  and  fierce  people  with  a  strong  moral  compass. they  tend  to  be  lost  in  the  background,  occupied  by  characters  with  louder  personalities,  but  these  characters  are  dependable  and  wonderful  in  their  own  right.  they  are  poised  and  collected  and  can  remain  calm  under  pressure.  they  are  also  charismatic  and  supportive.

they  aren’t  likely  to  accept  half-assed  excuses,  but  they  are  still  compassionate.  in  addition  to  leading,  they  also  often  take  on  mentor  roles  with  the  people  that  they  lead.  people  like  following  them,  and  while  not  particularly  witty,  they  have  a  good  sense  of  humor  and  an  easy  nature  to  them  that  causes  others  to  enjoy  spending  time  with  them. they  can  vary  between  being  very  uptight  and  stern,  as  well  as  chill  and  lighthearted.

they  are  affectionate  towards  the  people  they  care  about,  but  they  can  come  across  as  intimidating  to  people  who  don’t  know  them.  they  usually  establish  themselves  as  generally  friendly,  but  people  know  not  to  seriously  upset  or  cross  them. although  they  are  great  and  well-rounded  people,  they  can  become  unsure  of  themselves  if  their  leadership  fails  in  any  aspect.  while  they  are  patient,  they  can  also  become  quite  frustrated  by  people  not  understanding  their  perspective. they  aren’t  necessarily  inflammatory,  but  often  prefer  fighting  first  and  conversing  later. They  can  jump  to  conclusions  and  stick  to  decisions  that  the  people  around  them  don’t  like  following,  in  order  to  not  be  seen  as  pushovers  or  indecisive.

purple  characters  need  people  in  their  life  who  allow  them  not  to  lead  and  to  just  join  in  the  fun  like  everyone  else,  while  also  reassuring  them  that  they  are  an  important  part  of  whatever  group  or  organization  they  have  found  themselves  in.

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TAGGING: @luredeep for legolas , @shieldarm , @leolas , & you !! 

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[corsey]

@middener / @shieldarm

"I will speak with those men. No word of this should escape."

#middener #*Éowyn #*Faramir #i want the butch

[abrazimir]

starters from PROMETHEUS BOUND by aeschylus ||| Accepting  @shieldarm sent:  “you can be softhearted.” (is théodred just out of earshot ?? probably)

Theodred was five and a half paces behind him, just a little to the left, just close enough to hear his dark laughter but not enough to hear why, just one turn and five and a half strides away.

Which was fine. The blazing fire pits at Meduselde’s centre chased away every single chill Boromir had acquired on the road. The sensation of the heat beating against his cheek was almost reminiscent of midsummer in Anorien, when those plains would truly earn their name as sage filled the air. No sage here in this Rohir winter but the seasoned applewood logs were fragrant enough and making him even drowsier than when he’d first arrived not two hours ago. Too drowsy by half. He would have to wait until tomorrow night to tell Theodred about that song he’d heard the last time he passed through Arnach, and Forlong’s revised version too. A shame, he would have laughed better.

But that was still, fine. Grimbold was getting steadily drunker in front of him and the lady Eowyn. As he usually did! Before they rode abroad. It was a humorous diversion in particular because Grimbold had a pleasant voice but a foul tongue. Very funny, even if Boromir often had to quench the urge to steer Eowyn away as Grimbold’s recitals became ever more blue the more mead he drank. Theodred would know it too and no doubt take great delight in Boromir’s silent inner moral and cultural dilemma… if he just wasn’t five and a half paces away.

The annoyed tension in his chest was stalwartly ignored. It had been ten years already, they weren’t melodramatic young men anymore! Moping over- what? Lack of attention? Affection? Absolutely not. He was just tired, he reasoned, and the usual routine for his arrival in Edoras had been broken this time. Lead up to the halls and presented to the King, instead of Theodred meeting him at the gate so they could meander that way themselves. They were creatures of habit, that was all it was.

The disgruntled sigh he gave was not very loud or large, but obviously still too exaggerated for the Lady Eowyn to not notice. Her glance up was enough for Boromir to meet her gaze. What a gaze, just eighteen and yet already bearing such a stare. He opened his mouth to answer her silent query with a usual easy half truth,

“I am only road weary, Eow-”

His focus was snatched away mid-sentence, there was that laugh again! Sardonic and repressing and grim. He saw Theodred standing in a circle of Thanes with his father and that new advisor of his opposite him. It all set a concerned and frustrated tension to Boromir’s jaw, but he flicked back to Eowyn as soon as he recalled himself. Not soon enough.

Something complex passed over Eowyn’s features, something Boromir could not decipher. She looked Theodred’s way too, calculating. Grimbold’s chattering continued over them but he seemed to know that he’d lost his audience. And so no others saw the White Lady touch the cuff of Boromir’s tunic, nor heard her pensive but decisive advice, words that brought him up short, his brow arching just a little, squinting.

“You can be softhearted.”

There is a pregnant pause. She holds his gaze admirably as he frowns at her, trying to judge what is transpiring in this moment between them. In the end he can find no answer other than the obvious.

There were… many questions that passed through his mind, along with the little wearied and boring panic that he tried to stifle. How long she had known; had Theodred told her; what would she do; had she told anyone else? And he could not deny the doomful weight to his stomach at all of them. But once his catastrophizing was done and he had visibly forced his muscles to untense, the more pertinent question came to the fore; what did she mean?

“... And why do you say that, My Lady?” He asks in an attempt at casual inquiry.

And, even if there is no malice to it, she looks at him like he’s a fool.

Perhaps he is, he concedes. What had they said to each other, so long ago? I want to take heart in you, we can bend for this. Just this. He felt at times he’d spent all the softness his heart could give on that one concession to his austere drive. What would he do, if he had it all back now?

Detach from Eowyn at this moment, most likely, give Theodred a clap to his shoulder as he passed.

And when he eventually followed him to his room, Theodred would find him asleep, sat up on that cushioned seat but turned for him to drop against his side. And he’d awaken and Theodred would grouse over his late arrival and he would reply that ‘if you only kept the roads better...’ which would allow them to replay that argument for what might be the fortieth time but pretending to care as if it was the first just so that he could hear Theodred’s taunts in answer to his own jabs. Until he was just too tired and Theodred would call him an old man as they both staggered to stand and he would tell him he had a song for him and Theodred would say, ‘Tell me tomorrow’ in that edging tender tone he had and then- stars- to sleep! Thank all fates for the winter when his own body heat was a blessing not a curse and they could settle into their proper practiced tangle. Theodred wouldn’t remember to tie his hair, Boromir would find it in his beard before morning.

The sudden sense memory hit him so hard he had to blink it away. The unruly yawning yearning that came with it was not dismissed so easily. He tried to return Eowyn’s somewhat exasperated expression but something demanded he look Theodred’s way once more, perhaps they could do that.

But a single eyeful of the new black-haired, black-minded and suspiciously shadowed man at Theoden’s side reminded Boromir of why they definitely could not.

Why was it that, even as the world and his priorities demanded his feelings mellow, they only grew all the more poignant? That Theodred’s absence in his mundane everyday had only grown more painful with time? The nature of love, he supposed, in defeat.

And so he finally broke that dreadful silence he’d left Eowyn in with another strangled sigh, dragging a hand over his beard as he spoke a very poor reply. “Not today, not this time.”

#;;asks #tumblr user shieldarm was like 'we're gonna give the erran exactly what they want' #and then she did! #I cannot tell... if this is very bad and agonisingly expositional or not #I have been sitting with it for days so HERE I was my hands of this #about:eowyn #about:theodred #ship: And even though this life this love is brief I've got him to carry me #shieldarm

[gyldn]

ÉOMER OF ROHAN  &  ÉOWYN OF ROHAN   →   01 / ?

( do not reblog, unless rp partner ! )

#shieldarm #** do not reblog unless in reference to our portrayals thx ** #ÉOWYN / shieldarm. #*MINE. #*EDIT004 #came to check on this blog and found this gathering dust in my drafts so here it is !!

[eohere]

aAUGRHR IT’S ABOUT THEODRED ULTIMATELY FAILING IN EVERY DUTY THAT HE HOLDS THE MOST DEAR!! Because he believes (and has every reason to believe) that he cannot be authentic!! Shieldarm posts have me realising fundamental truths- Theodred believes he must create himself anew for every space he fills for every role he inhabits because the man HE is, he cannot see himself as suitable to any of it. And he has every reason to think that!!, because of his sexuality, because of his gondorian-ness, because of his rohirric-ness, because of his desires, because of his lesser son of a lesser son of greater sires, because he is not his grandfather, because he cares too much-  tand he succeeds in compensating for all of those things for a while RIGHT up until he doesn’t, because it is too much in the end, one man cannot be all these people. He fails his family personally, he fails his people politically, he fails his men militaristically, he fails himself fundamentally!!! A thousand things he should have done but did not in the name of what he believed he needed to be at the time, creating a net of competing Theodreds in the life of every person he touched that he either leaves them all with at his death or that he is entirely entangled with when he is raised to the Kingship. aRGH AND ALL THIS WAS FOUNDED!! On the bones of the son of a widower who needed that son to be worth the life of his wife and that was always just Theodred in some respects and yet in others it could never have been just Theodred and he always knew it to be the case. Theodred being so impactfully connected to every member of his family yet also incapable of allowing those connections to flourish when that would require a level of authenticity from him that he believes would sabotage that relationship in the end!! aaa

#;;theodredcanon

[aglaecan]

shieldarm liked your post:getting into one of those moods again where i...

katie did you log in on this acct just to like this particular post

#shieldarm #for like reasons and things #since i mentioned The Husband #I am big enough to admit that I am often inspired by myself (ooc) #tbd

[shootersfaync]

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[battlereadyarms]

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[j3rryth0mp50n]

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[epicarmsandoutdoors]

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[fundinson]

Happy Holidays and a Merry Christmas to my dear @shieldarmed, from your Secret Santa. 🌟 Your take on Éowyn is a beauty in its refreshingly honest understanding of who she is and how she works. I’m so happy you decided to try out writing her a few years ago; I remember when you made her blog and I am honestly so happy that now, over three years later, you’re still going strong. ♥︎ Your thoughts on her reveal the true connection you have to her as a character and it’s a rare pleasure to be able to see that. I remember that her relationship to Aragorn was one of the first topics you delved into to explore on your blog: how you moved away from the ill-fated romance chiseled into the mainstream perception of them and how, building on the complex subtleties in both Éowyn’s and Aragorn’s personalities, you shaped their relationship into an equally complex, multifaceted entity. Every time I think about them, your interpretations of these characters––whether together or on their own––come to my mind. It is thanks to your love for and dedication to them that you craft such memorable portrayals. Thank you for sharing them with us. ♥︎ 

#gifts. #shieldarmed #i hope you have/had a lovely christmas with your loved ones my dear! <3