I just love butcherqueen. and I love that I love it in a completely different way to taivan or lottienat or jackieshauna etc like these are all ships that either did or could feasibly materialise in a no-crash scenario. whereas for me butcherqueen is about everything that happened to Lottie and Shauna post-crash. I love the parallels in their stories; the losses they’ve both endured, the emotional burdens they let the others place on them, and the resulting rejection it breeds from the others. The isolation, mental instability, and psychosis. There is something so darkly romantic about folie à deux, a madness shared by two. and I don't even want them to be a “couple”, that's not the draw for me. I want them blurring the lines, messy, co-dependent, interconnected, enabling each other, and vulnerable exclusively with each other purely because they silently recognise they actually have so much in common. And then for that to be ripped away by rescue… It would make Shauna’s reaction to Lottie’s death, her obvious empathy for and understanding of Lottie, and by extension Lottie’s father, hit even harder.
