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Longarm not necessarily perceiving Bumblebee as "a child" nor "his child" and Bumblebee not necessarily perceiving Longarm as a parental figure but in a very confusing and indeed child-parent way
Not to demonize Ben's parents,
BUT, if someone like MAVERICK can admit the adults in his life failed him, I can too.
Okay universe I get it you don't have to keep reminding me I'm asexual I get it-
Uuuuuuuuu the TWEWY AU in my head remains peak. You all need to play TWEWY so you intimately understand what I mean when I say Kanade as the Composer of Shibuya, and Rui as the Conductor. Arbiters of life and death, a purgatory to weigh the souls of the deceased, offering a second chance at life or residence in undeath for those who can seize it. A fundamentally benevolent yet nonetheless cruel death game. I wish I could beam into your mind how perfect the role of Composer is for Kanade as it exists in my mind. Like even just how most of the cosmology of TWEWY is music-based, the role being called Composer, a sort of angel-like existence at the throne of the underground, straddling life and death, isolated and bearing the burden of responsibility for the feelings of a whole ward, inseparable from the ward itself, a mirror reflecting itself, her desire to save herself by saving others creating a populace that can only think of being saved by someone else, recursive despair.
One thing about Noor is that while they're not a woman, I would say they're also not not a woman and in some way they are more not not a woman than they are not a woman. And for this reason Carmen and Noor can be referred to collectively as unethical women at least sometimes. As a treat.
It's those changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes Nothing remains quite the same With all of our running and all of our cunning If we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane!
One final post before I actually fuck off, I've been doing some thinking and I should make a meta on the things she does and doesn't understand; what she can and can't conceptualize.
This, on my laundry list of metas including her fears and why she's more afraid of people than she is things that are notably associated with what's commonly 'scary'; she doesn't find eldritch horrors, shadows in the dark, impossible creatures with dripping maws, or creeping eyes across the wall or in the pitch black of night scary. She finds people scary. Individuals. What they could do. Her parents primed her on that. (Thank you Shrike, our convo helped me realize this)
Because I find Charlie's psychology especially interesting (and nonetheless more intricately complicated which on one hand, pro because she's a highly nuanced character, and on the other, con because it makes all those little threads I mentioned struggle to tie in together; there are so many different parts of the grand picture that make her up entirely)
And a big part of what she doesn't understand, vis a vis her ongoing conversation with Husk and finds hard to rationalize for herself is the idea that there are people who cannot be helped no matter how hard she tries and that they need to find that themselves.
As someone who quite literally would put herself on the sword for the sake of 'saving' those around her, understanding that her altruism does come from a place of self serving ego to make herself feel 'better' isn't an easy thing for her; and that she can't force her views on other people i.e her sunshine monologue, because it doesn't work that way for everyone. She made it through her life surviving on that alone, and it is both choice as well as a way of life for her to be able to go on. If she doesn't have that, then she has nothing, she is nothing, and everything her dad told her, everything Seviathan told her and her peers growing up were right; It proves the theory correct, she is useless. She is worthless, her ideas mean nothing. And she can't BE useless.
There's a whole laundry list of why being useless for her is basically the near end, rock bottom, complete crash out. and her passive rosy ideals of reuniting her family are at the forefront of that.
Impossibly hard pills to swallow because she's lived this way for centuries, how does someone like her shape that into a way she can understand without it completely changing who she is as a person? And THAT'S fascinating.
She understands loss, she understands carnality, she understands the warring between kindness and brutalness, what does it take to be good? what does it take to be gentle? and the uncomfortable tangle between the two because she lives inbetween that tangle, she is both prey and predator, the lamb and the wolf who walks into the jaws of many others knowing she, too, has teeth.
But you completely blow her out of the water when it comes down to. You can't save everyone. And I've mentioned before, on a rational level she can understand that with people like Alastor or anyone working at the Hotel as it pertains to not seeking redemption; Anyone can seek it, but they have to seek it. When you really get down into the nitty gritty of it though, it's clear that while she gets that, she doesn't really get it because she can't help herself but to try and save. So the lessons Husk is teaching her are really interesting ones because for her, where she'll jump between extremes while trying to maintain she's found her middle ground, none of it makes sense. Putting that into practice, into action, it does not compute.