this is great i love tolkien and i love knb so putting the two together is great
but if you didn’t know i feel like i should tell you that in middle-earth humans and elves have different afterlifes so if one is human and the other is an elf when one of them dies they won’t meet again until possibly the ending and remaking of the world. you could make a lot of angst out of that if that’s how you like it. unless the elf is part human and decides to pull an arwen in which case that’s okay too.
1. “I’m in a bookshop and I really need that book can you get it for me??? Wait you’ve read that book? let’s have an in depth conversation about it.”
2. “You were trying to reach for a box of cereal and a whole shelf’s-worth of cereal boxes fell on you here let me help”
3. “We’re both baristas and sometimes I have trouble reaching for things and I show up to work one day to find a personalized stool with hearts and my name on it i hATE YOU but also thanks”
4. “You are very tall and I am very short so you run into me all the time and honestly this is getting ridiculous”
5. I’m in art class and I just opened a cupboard to find a tiny person (you) squished inside and you just looked at and said “shh i’m hiding”
6. “We’re on the bus and I’m really not trying to take up your space I’m sorry I just have rlly rlly long legs”
7. We’re at a concert and I can’t see a thing let me sit on your shoulders, maybe?”
8. “You’re afraid that you’ll lose me in big crowds so you always hold my hand but now you just hold my hand when there’s only, like, five people around and I’m getting vry suspicious”
9. “i let you drive my car and you had to adjust the seats and windows how much???”
10. “every time i hug you my face goes right into your chest or armpit and i can’t breathe, also, get better deodorant”
11. “i might be shorter than you but i can still flip you over and knock you on your ass”
12. “we accidentally switched clothes in the laundry how idk exactly but i’m drowning in your sweatshirt and oh my god you’re stuck with my shirt halfway on istg you better not rip it that’s my favorite shirt”
13. “i keep knocking my head on things because i don’t duck while you laugh and don’t even have to move at all as you walk under them”
14. “i have a really long stride so one of my steps is like two or three of yours and we’ve laughed about it before but suddenly i’ve noticed how cute you look trotting at my side oh no”
15. “i am tiny so obviously i can’t reach this high thing how about you help me out since you’re tall oh wait it’s so high even you can’t get it shit no don’t jump you’ll knock it over-”
16. “you’re a beanpole who drank too much and now i have to cart your drunk ass home which is not easy let me tell you”
i’m gonna have to go on ff.net to find fic aren’t i
every time i go there i get flashbacks to times that weren’t so great
I want to see a world that’s… well, let’s start like Harry Potter, with the secret magical and separate muggle worlds, with muggleborns and halfbloods and purebloods, and kids who make a surprise discovery one day. Only, I want to see a world where the most powerful magic users, consistently, are the muggleborns.
It’s not a guarantee, it’s not like every muggleborn is stronger than every pureblood, but there’s a definite pattern, and everyone knows it. Because magic is power, but it’s also wonder; magic is the impossible made real and the awesome spread of all that could be. And there is no moment in any life more magical than the moment a muggleborn child discovers magic is real. They will go through their lives forever in the echo of that moment, that knowledge that magic can do absolutely anything and they can do magic.
The purebloods keep up, because they have milennia of history and tradition behind their spells and rituals, and belief is a kind of magic too. Their magic is dependable, reliable, easy to predict, and that’s useful.
But the big magic, the magic that rips the world apart and puts it back together, the magic that warps time and makes legends, that is the realm of the muggleborns.
Because purebloods view magic like clouds; sometimes they’re pretty, sometimes they’re powerful, sometimes they’re just “ugh I hope it doesn’t rain today, I planned a picnic.”
Muggleborns look at magic and they see wonder, potential, power; they see magic.
There is no more powerful believer than a convert.
…So apparently I needed way fewer words than I used, but yes, that exactly.
Friendly reminder (uwu!) that if you are in the mood to read all the notes people have written in bookmarks of your AO3 fics, you can go to this URL, replacing my username with yours:
“Got from firethesound’s bookmarks. Aka that one author who did the Harry Potter fic with like 20 dildos.”
I’m so genuinely pleased to be following in the footsteps of my philosophical forebears. I can only hope that, over time, I can rise up to meet their expectations.
Notes to self: add – more – dildos.
(dildoes?)
IT PLEASES ME GREATLY THAT MY REPUTATION IS 20 DILDOS. 😀 😀 😀
