It’s the way fantasy is broken down and built back up through a rather tenuous connection between Jon and Sansa. Two characters who are fantasy, when you really think about it, and are at the heart of GRRM’s deconstruction and reconstruction of common fantasy tropes.
There’s Sansa, the fantasy princess in every sense of the word. She’s breathtakingly beautiful and polite. She’s got her magic pet and her penchant for singing sweet songs. She wishes to explore outside her father’s magic castle and then boom, the king visits and now she’s betrothed to the most handsome prince who’s destined to be king. And he promises that he will take her out of that tower. She will get to live the grand romantic performance of a prince rescuing his maiden and marrying her and living happily ever after. And he does….only it’s the worst outcome imaginable. Out of one tower into another (and the tower is gender!). The handsome prince is a sadistic freak who abuses her and controls her. The beautiful queen is actually quite evil and perpetuates her abuse. The knights at court ignore her or are active participants in her dehumanization. Her family is either dead or far away from her. And as all pretty princesses are, she’s brutally orphaned. There’s no one to protect her. There are no valiant heroes and there are no true knights…..or maybe there are? In her disillusionment, she wishes for a hero to chop off ugly Janos Slynt’s head. Then in comes Jon Snow - a bastard black knight who is ironically (and unknowingly) the heroic prince Sansa dreams of but has come to think doesn’t exist. Sansa, a princess in a tower who is losing all hope. And Jon, a prince in hiding who is her hope. Huh…I thought fairytales didn’t exist? Maybe they do, actually. You just have to open your eyes and see.
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Oh my g-d okay your tags on the Cherokee 'great grandma was a princess' post. 'Spirit wolf' whatever names? According to the BIA, that's literally a sign that a tribe is full of shit. A lot of times, the folks running admin for these groups have names like 'Big Standing Bear Jones'. My personal favorite was 'Buffalo Sister'. It's connected to 'naming ceremonies' they give themselves, which is also a common thing the BIA has noticed with all of these groups. Whatever you do don't go on Tiktok it's terrible there
YEA I think I've seen you talk abt that before, or I've seen it somewhere. It does feel like I see bogus state tribe people talk about getting Naming Ceremonies soooo often and then actual connected people ive seen are like. 'Yea my grandma just called me worm' or smth lmao.
It's so funny cuz the 'cherokee names' in the fake tribes are always in English... or at least mostly. I've even heard someone say 'I was named [such and such in english] and we just don't know what it would be in cherokee yet' like. A cherokee name..... get this... a cherokee name is by definition... in cherokee.
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i think one of the things that upsets me the most about velma and shaggy's relationship in sdmi--and boy there is a lot--is that not only is her constantly ''correcting'' him for minor, harmless, and usually completely reasonable things with physical and emotional abuse, well. abusive by itself. but so many of the things he does that she treats him that way over are very autistic things, and what she subjects him to is textbook abuse aimed at autistics in particular. (including the part where she gets more and more pissed whenever attempts at said emotional abuse fly over his head, because he's too bad at picking up cues for them to land fully.)
[cws: anti-autistic ableism, ABA, self-harm, physical and emotional IPV, victim-blaming, and abuse apologism. it's a lot and it's really fucking bad lmao]
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like. there's a lot of examples there; shaggy's behavior coming across as autistic is worth a whole post of its own, and a lot of media depicts abuse targeted at autistic traits because ✨️hooray ableism.✨️but she straight up tries to Fix Him (read: force him to perform a Presentable Personality) by forcing him to wear clothes that are sensory hell, and trying to condition him to self-harm every time he does some small harmless, reflexive thing she thinks is Poor Socialization until he stops. and to catch himself doing it, and punish himself, without being prompted. i cannot fucking overstate how fucked up that is.
they even got down the fun little aspect of ABA where the methods of conditioning-through-pain are presented as toys and kiddish things: she gives him a rubber band to wear on his wrist, and tells him to snap it as hard as he can every time he says 'like.' 🙃🙃🙃🙃
like. this does not begin to scratch the surface of the abuse she puts him through in general. and again, characters being abused for autistic traits with the approval of the narrative is a common thing in media, which sucks. but holy fucking shit! they really took the 'violent ableism that is done to autistics irl' to the next fucking level here!
.......and it's portrayed as kind of cringey, immature teen drama on both sides. the self-harm, his dread over how much he knows it'll hurt, and the extreme pain it causes him to the point of screaming are all supposed to be funny. and her arc is all about learning to accept that she deserves better, because she was repressed and had low self-esteem and therefore putting him through fucking DIY ABA didn't make her happy.
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anyway if you couldn't tell i can't fucking stand sdmi velma and i have a lot of words in me about it. when one of your main heroes would have made a way more compelling villain as they are, on a more mundane level compared to all the wild fantastical shit they go up against, holy shit go back to the drawing board you have fucked up. she could have been genuinely good representation of a marginalized person dealing with the trauma of her experiences in some shitty ways she has to grow past, and an interesting flawed character, without being absolutely despicable--hell, she'd have made a great foil to pericles if they'd handled him decently too. they have a lot of parallels, which only gain more depth when you add their respective parallels with cassidy into the mix. and it really fucking sucks that we got this instead.
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this is just a me thing but i find i cant much ingest content about bad alien races or whatever where the premise is like. the main character drops down on a planet and has to deal with the violent alien race because first off. you are a visitor to that planet if you come in there and they dont exactly want you there i can reason why the aliens would be aggressive. two i was spoiled by outer wilds so at this point the ''these people on a different planet want you DEAD'' plot in most sci fi just makes me yawn. like just go somewhere else then thats their home after all
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It was quiet beyond belief, hardly a rustle or breath heard. They might as well have been standing among statues.
“Lady Archeron,” Cassian stepped forward, red light looming around him, some magic Nesta could just barely discern, “Lady Nesta. We fight on the same side, it our honor to protect you. We have pledged ourselves, you do not”-
“This is not the Night Court,” Nesta snapped. Heard herself, her voice a whip crack, too loud. “General. Cassian. The wind has brought you here. I will not let it carry you away again, cold and hungry and used. That is my honor.”
She couldn’t stay- to stand in this room and shake with rage.
Raised her head, hands hidden in holding the thick fabric of her skirt, and walked out. Elain with her, shoulder to shoulder, the only warmth that reached her- it was one thing to be unafraid in a crowd.
Another completely, to make her way through hundreds of larger bodies held so careful in distance not ever her hemline was touched.
Not a word through their invaded house, Elain said nothing while they stomped up the stairs, all the way across the sprawl of the manor, until Nesta had forcibly thrown shut the door to her rooms.
“How many High Lords,” Elain exhaled, at once, “Do you think we can kill?”
Nesta leaned against the door, hard enough to feel beneath wood and paint- beneath feeling, the faint buzz of wards keyed to her blood, Lucien’s magic holding them safe. The answer was all of them- clawing, catastrophic hostility.
“Before they kill us?”
Her sister- gods, her sister so in step as to think it too and laugh humorless- shook her head. “Feyre would never forgive us.”
“No.” Nesta did not particularly care for Feyre’s forgiveness- Feyre would get none of it from her, not now, quite likely not ever the more Nesta learned. “But it might as well kill her too.”
Elain’s exhale dragged, a second, ruder laugh as she went. It took a simple press to pop open the hidden compartment of the window seat in this room, and Elain might have merrily kicked it, just a little.
“The Lord of Nightmares. The Lord of Night. The monster of the northern sea- and Feyre.”
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