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Oh no I'm consumed by the Star-cross'd Space Bois

Oh no I'm consumed by the Star-cross'd Space Bois

Human bugs rocks on my mind a lot lately. Just an eridian influencer, their trolley operator best friend, and her great-great-great-ancestor that is the Venerable Elder of the Thrum. No biggie. Probably going to be dropping some lore for them if people are interested uuuh

Bilbo was about fifty when he set off with the dwarves. Tolkien wrote that Bilbo was in his prime—hobbits live a bit longer than Men. If you convert Bilbo’s age to human terms, he’d be about thirty-five. Give or take.

Now just picture a story where a thirty-five-year-old woman goes on a road trip with a bunch of male dwarves to slay a dragon and help them reclaim their home (which also happens to be full of gold).

Imagine a well-off, thirty-five-year-old woman with her own house.

She would absolutely not tolerate anyone crossing her boundaries or talking down to her! She’s thirty-five. She owns a massive hobbit-hole. She does not need this crap.

I can totally see this conversation happening when someone on the road tells Bilbo she’s useless and won’t be any help:

“My dear, if I were useless, I wouldn’t be here. I can turn around and go back to my lovely home any second. I’m only here to help you get your home back.”

And if Bilbo and Thorin happen to realise there’s something more between them…

Bilbo would never let him be rude or treat her badly. And she’d knock some sense into that thick head of his when he started going mad over the gold and all that.

Bilbo Baggins would, out of pure principle, not let that stubborn idiot die. Even if she later dumped him and rode back to her lovely home.