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Every time a girl misinterprets Lolita 10 angels lose their wings… it’s one of my fav books because it’s so well written but people often mistake Humbert’s role in a sense… you’re meant to read in the lines and see that he is SICK in the head. From the beginning it’s quite easy to see that he is an unreliable narrator, and the author adds traits to him that makes the reader empathize with him, but he is just a well written villain.
Parentification in Austen
So many people reading my post about Fanny Price having rickets and i love to see people talking about the idea. One of the people who reposted it (@gcballet) got to talking in the tags about disability which is obviously a major theme in Mansfield Park (which makes sense given the number of chronically ill relatives Jane Austen herself had) but also mentioned Fanny's parentification in that book. Which then got me thinking about parentification more broadly in Austen's works. And to be clear, I know some people think "Parentification" is a buzzword for "children being expected to help out" or "children being expected to be mature" or anything like that. It most certainly isn't, especially when used in a professional context, and it's not what I mean. Parentification is extremely unhealthy to a young person, and it can really screw with their sense of self, among other aspects of mental health it can do a number on.
Children forced to take care of their sick or mentally ill parents. Very young children being forced to take care of younger siblings before they have the knowledge and skills to do so. That is parentification and it shows up a LOT in Austen if you go looking. It was definitely a phenomena Austen was aware of and paints negatively, and whether she condemned it or not, I think she found it wrong just based on how she paints it.
My thoughts of Coat Guy and The Hole... Just rambling stupid thing because I overthinking of him sm💭
The Hole doesn’t simply kill, it absorbs. It’s not just a physical absence of flesh, but an absence of energy. Like a small gravitational singularity that consumes heat, life, and even emotion. So the cold around him isn’t environmental, it’s radiating outward from the Hole itself. It pulls warmth inward, leaving his body and surroundings colder than normal. His internal temperature can’t stabilize, because no matter how much heat his body generates, it’s immediately drained into the void. That’s why he wears layers not because they help much, but because psychologically, they make him feel like he’s keeping something in.
This is important: other Visitors might be pale, strange, or unstable, but his condition is unique. His temperature problem isn’t because of his transformation, it’s because The Hole is alive, reactive, and constantly hungry.
Even when he stands in light, his skin never warms.
When he breathes, you can see the vapor no matter the weather.
He doesn’t shiver like a normal person would, it’s as if his nerves have given up trying to correct it.
The cold isn’t just temperature, it’s the manifestation of loneliness. (Like I said in my first post: "What he calls cold is actually the sensation of emptiness, a metaphysical absence of self. Every time someone leaves, lies to him, or looks at him with fear, it gets colder. When someone is kind to him, he swears the air warms by a few degrees.")
The Hole drains warmth the same way his fear of closeness drains joy. Every time he pushes someone away to protect them, he grows colder inside. So the physical phenomenon mirrors his emotional state:
The Hole consumes warmth.
His isolation consumes hope.
Both leave him frozen inside and out.
How he experiences it daily? His fingertips maybe are always numb. He has to watch carefully when handling fragile objects, because he can’t feel their texture well.
He can’t eat or drink warm things comfortably, the contrast burns, not because of heat, but because his body rejects warmth as unnatural now.
He might sometimes zones out, staring at his own breath misting in the air, a quiet reminder that he’s still “alive” even if only technically.
How the cold shapes his personality?
The constant chill seeps into everything: his movements, his voice, his relationships. He would move slowly, conserving energy. His voice is could be soft, low partly because he doesn’t have the warmth to sustain emotion for long. He rarely shows anger, instead, it freezes into quiet disappointment or bitterness. But when he does feel warmth.. kindness, trust, compassion; it hits him like sunlight on frost. His body can’t physically heat up, but his expression shifts. His eyes will soften. The ice cracks, if only for a heartbeat.
What the Hole truly means? Well in my interpretation, The Hole is not simply a curse, it’s literally a breach in his being. A void that constantly leaks warmth, life, and humanity. The ultimate punishment for someone who tried too hard to connect, and lost everything. He’s stuck between worlds, human enough to feel the cold, but inhuman enough to never escape it. The Hole isn’t something he uses, it’s something he endures. It’s not just a wound; it’s a cruel metaphor for the way he affects others even when he tries not to. He can’t turn it off, can’t remove it — it’s always there, lurking beneath his layers of clothing. The more emotional or desperate he becomes, the more the Hole stirs like a living hunger responding to his loneliness.
Even after becoming a Visitor (he could be a human once I believe), the human in him never completely dies. It lingers in the way he looks at people: cautious, longing, apologetic. He never have intention to hurt anybody at all. He doesn’t remember everything about his past life, but he remembers the feeling of wanting to be good. Wanting to be kind. He would still holds doors open out of habit, apologizes when he bumps into something, lowers his voice when speaking to fragile people - small, human gestures that hint at who he once was. When others call him dangerous or he getting threat at, he doesn’t argue. He just looks away silently, because part of him believes it’s true, even though it tears him apart.
The more he wants closeness, the more dangerous he becomes. He keeps his distance, not out of disdain, but mercy. The loneliness is unbearable, but it’s the only way to keep others safe. When someone tries to get close, he’ll back away with a quiet apology. He might even sound irritated, but it’s just fear in disguise. His hands tremble when someone reaches for him. He wants to hold, to be held — but he can’t. He can only wish.
(bro is aura framing fr)
this scene always made me think that Gortash is the one looking through the eye in thise moment, especially playing as the dark urge. Imagine gortash jsut keeping watch all over the sword coast, and then seeing something he recognises, and then, he sees it... his long lost lover, who was claimed to be dead.
"confusion. alarm." it feels very in character for gortash, noticing durge just there, staring, as if he could see him.
"Thank you for your sacrifice."
Warnings! Disturbing Skull Imagery and Potential Eye Strain