The Problem with Dany

If I had to pick a character who was the most difficult to talk about in this series, it would probably be Daenerys Targaryen.  The intersection of every single conflict and perspective–in world and modern–about her is one that is almost impossible to address without sidelining one element of it.

That her arc relies intensely white saviorism; depictions of the Dothraki are laden with racist tropes; her experience in Slaver’s Bay harkens to (but does not perfectly mirror) white conquest in the 19th century.  This pairs uncomfortably with the fact that she is 13-16 years old (I’m focusing predominantly on book!Daenerys in this–if you are here for show!Daenerys proceed with that in mind), a child sold into sex slavery, a rape victim, and someone who believes firmly and acts upon the belief that any society that relies upon slavery is not society.  As a woman in Martin’s historically inaccurate misogynistic world, she confronts challenges that are designed by the creator of the series to confront her womanhood; as a Targaryen/Valyrian/Westerosi far from her home and without the resources of that home, she is left with little choice but to look forward.


Before even touching on the content of A Song of Ice and Fire, a point that causes trouble, right out of the gate, is where do “problems” with Daenerys arise?  When, for example, does responsibility lie with a character, and when with the architect of her story?  Add into that–when does the responsibility lie with neither character, nor creator, but with instead the fans who are discussing the media in question?

All this is not to absolve Daenerys of whatever sins exist within her storyline. There are choices that the character makes that are reprehensible and for which the ultimate responsibility does lie with her; however it is also to say that many of the things that Daenerys is loathed for are decisions that lie instead at Martin’s feet.

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Random NPC in Oblivion: “I hear Daedric worship is becoming more common in the Summerset Isles!”

When we all originally played this, it meant nothing. Nothing. We didn’t care. We barely knew where that even was.

There’s a brutal religious civil war taking place in a province of the Empire, and one of the factions is 200% anti-human. And this is BEFORE the Oblivion crisis.

And then the crisis hits, the Thalmor win, and everything that Skyrim is about happens.

Who the hell does this? Who pays attention to this? Who plots out a universal story arc for every game, like 10 years in advance? They’re still using the barely altered pixel map from Arena, for godsake. ZeniMax didn’t even own them when they came up with the lore for this. They had no way of knowing anyone would care. Kirkbride wrote in beast-man slavery and furry porn, and they kept 98% of it. In a AAA game series, that costs like $50 million to make.

Make fun of Todd and the Gang if you will for all the weird physics and glitches and pointless vampire shit, but Jesus Christ: these stupid nerds have maintained nerd control of a mainstream video game series for like 20 years. Nintendo doesn’t even care about Mario this much. Alduin was first mentioned in the lore in the late 90s. Those were DOS games.

And we whine because we don’t always like how they’ve worked this stuff in. Let’s take a moment and chill. NO ONE ELSE does anything remotely like this. We need to appreciate just how statistically unbelievable this series is.

Feminism is necessary because of what has not ended: sexism, sexual exploitation, and sexual oppression. And for [bell] hooks, “sexism, sexual exploitation, and sexual oppression” cannot be separated from racism, from how the present is shaped by colonial histories including slavery, as central to the exploitation of labor under capitalism. Intersectionality is a starting point, the point from which we much proceed if we are to offer an account of how power works. Feminism will be intersectional “or it will be bullshit,” to borrow from the eloquence of Flavia Dzodan.
—  Sara Ahmed, “Living A Feminist Life”

British working class history is heavily domestic service aka slavery to the rich. The conditions were brutal, you’d be underfed and overworked, you’d sleep 5 to a bed with no access to sanitation or cleaning facilities. You’d be referred to by your job not your name, you weren’t allowed to speak or to sit down. There were no breaks or holidays. You’d never stop grafting, cleaning, cooking, emptying their pots of piss and shit while being physically/sexually assaulted and degraded. You’d exist in secret passages and rooms so the rich didn’t have to see you. It was born out of pure disgust by the rich for the working class who they saw as subhuman.

And it wasn’t just the rich. In the early to mid 1900s teachers, bank clarks in semi detatched suburban homes kept domestic servants who they treat as second class citizens. They had special devices built so they didn’t have to acknowledge the cleaner, the postman.

That’s our working class history. Chances are one of your ancestors worked as a domestic servant.

live-and-breathe-fantasy  asked:

Do you have any tips on creating a new world with new races and cultures?

Here is a post I made about world building and here are 30 World Building Questions. Moving from there, it’s always a good idea to take a look first at the real world and then decide what sort of world you want. Will it be a utopia or will there be racial tensions? If there are, why? What does this stem from? In our own world, we can see that racial and cultural tensions stem from a history of slavery in some places, of economic resource distribution in others, from physical characteristics and an idea of genetic superiority, or from a clash of gods and religious practices, etc. Any of these true real-world dilemmas can play into your fictional world, but whether or not they cause tension, it will still be necessary for you to understand each. For example, you should know:

  • What is the most common physical look of the race or culture? Does this differ often? How does their physicality affect their place in the world?
  • What religious customs does this culture have? Do they have holidays associated with this religion? Do they pray? Does a higher being dictate their actions? 
  • Are any foods important to this culture? Are recipes passed down? Are any religious?
  • How does gender affect this culture? What about sexuality? Age?
  • Do they historically come from a certain climate or natural location that would affect how they interact with the world or other people? (For example, a beach-side culture might have more water gods or fish-based foods, etc.)

Take a look at the 30 questions above, and make sure you can understand as many as possible. As soon as you fully and completely understand each cultural individually, you can then begin to play with how they interact with one another: whose beliefs could cause them to clash? Who would get along best? Is there a history between them: wars, religious persecution, etc.? 

Here are some other resources I hope will help:

Tano and Kenobi: Boarding Party

Previously on Tano and Kenobi

After a terrorist bombing on Raxus, Ahsoka Tano and Obi-Wan Kenobi are sent on their way to Mirial to pick up a fellow Jedi before returning to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant. Everything seems to be returning to normal when their Republic cruiser receives a distress signal. Ordering their ship to drop out of hyperspace Ahsoka sees a familiar planet out of the cockpit window. 

The planet Florrum.  And a fleet of ships that may or may not be pirates.

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Ahsoka frowned, her mouth pulled into a thin line as she stared at the small fleet of light freighters and Corona ships that floated in the void of space between her cruiser and the planet Florrum.

She couldn’t quite wrap her mind around the reality in front of her. The last time Ahsoka had been in this part of the galaxy she had been captured by Hondo Ohnaka’s motley crew of pirates, nearly sold into slavery, escaped, and been captured again only to end up facing off against General Grievous before escaping in a bounty hunter’s ship. To say Ahsoka had less than pleasant memories of this place would be an understatement.

Of course that was at least twenty years into the future that she had vowed to change.

“Master? Is that…?” Obi-Wan couldn’t manage to hide the nervous tremor in his voice as he glanced from the ships to Ahsoka and back. “Are they… pirates?”

“It certainly looks that way,” Ahsoka reluctantly said before turning to Captain Avett. “Open the comms. Maybe we can reason with them.”

“With pirates, Master Jedi?” he replied as the co-pilot got to work sending out the message on all known frequencies. “You can’t be serious! The Republic doesn’t bargain with pirates.”

“I don’t know about you, Captain,” Ahsoka shot back, her brows arched, “but I didn’t plan on getting blown out of the sky today. If there’s something we can trade for our freedom, then we give it to them.”

“What if they’re slavers?” came the captain’s bitter response and Obi-Wan’s eyes grew even more round and scared.

“Then you better hope our backup gets here before they ship us off to Hutt Space,” Ahsoka shot back, moving swiftly down the hallway to the comm panel. Obi-Wan hurried after her, his fear and worry radiating outward and she had to take a moment to center herself and prevent her padawan’s understandable fear from coloring her judgement.

“Obi-Wan?” Ahsoka sat down at the comm panel and watched him as he did the same, his hands curled into fists at his side. “I know you’re scared but I need you to focus now. Just like you did on Raxus. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master,” Obi-Wan swallowed a lump in his throat that was trying to cut off all the air to his lungs. He took a deep breath and nodded to his master, closing his eyes and retreating within himself to find his center.

Almost immediately the panic and fright started to clear out of the Force.

Ahsoka felt the vise on her lungs ease and she sent out a strong feeling of gratitude and pride to her padawan. Master Obi-Wan had been an expert in keeping his emotions under control during tense moments and while her Obi-Wan wasn’t quite there yet, he had already shown a natural gift for handling high-stress situations.

Still it would have been nice to have a longer break between crises. Ahsoka thought as she sent out her own coded message to any Jedi or Republic vessel in the area, asking for immediate assistance. Quite a few frequencies were being jammed by the pirates but thankfully there were still some that were known only to the Jedi and the highest levels of the Republic Security Forces and she focused her attention on those.

Hopefully, their cry for help would get back to the Temple as soon as possible and Master Plo or Master Gallia could be temporarily diverted to rescue them from whatever the pirates had planned.

Assuming they were pirates and not something worse.

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multi-purpose-tool-guy  asked:

hi!! ive just read your stripper au and fell head over heels, but now im hearing rumblings of southern gothic credence and i can feel my poor heart speeding up... please tell me more?? 😍

Hi!! Thank you for enjoying the stripper au!

The Southern Gothic idea was from a prompt I got from @acebeatriz, who is most excellent. It’s going to go beyond my 3,000 word Tumblr fic limit, so it’ll probably be a REAL fanfic that gets to go on AO3 and everything haha

I just really enjoy the cadence and themes of Southern Gothic literature and it fits really well with Fantastic Beasts’ ideas of good and evil and prejudice and secrets and horrors and deviancy. 

ANYWAY! I happened to work a bunch on it today, so here is a ~preview~

(Content warnings for racism, allusions to slavery, child abuse, religion, etc. The expected fare of combining The South with Fantabi. Also lmao I didn’t edit this.)

The moon had moved halfway across the sky before Credence realized how far he’d walked, wishing for the devil to take him.

He looked around and guessed that he was probably close to the old Picquery place. He thought he saw the silhouette of the main house up ahead through the woods. At night, it was hard to see the state it was in, but years ago a lady came down all the way from New York and bought the old Picquery plantation from the bank.

It got everyone all excited until the lady came into town on a train from Savannah and for all her light hair and fine clothes and money, she was still colored.

“Sometimes the Lord works through the hands of men,” Ma had told him after Langdon Shaw went to jail for setting the place on fire.

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Here on the Island where I was born Beautiful St Croix, there’s a very similar and equally heroic story.
70 years after the revolutionists in the thirteen colonies rose up from tyranny in 1776 and 14 years before slaves were emancipated in the United States, the slaves on St Croix banded together and coordinated an uprising. They were the second island in the Caribbean after Haiti to demand their freedom and set the precedent for emancipation throughout the Caribbean. Often it is said that Danish Governor Peter von Scholten abolished slavery. And while it is technically true, it was actually a slave uprising on July 3, 1848 that prompted him to do it much earlier than he had planned.
Appointed Governor-General in 1827 by King Frederick of Denmark, von Scholten was an advocate of the gradual emancipation of the slaves. Undoubtedly, his mistress and confidante, “free-coloured” Anna Heegaard, had an influence on his philosophies. The trans-Atlantic slave trade had ceased in 1803, but the brutality of forced slave labor on the sugar plantations continued throughout St Croix and the Caribbean. In 1839, von Scholten began building schools to educate slave children. And it was in 1847 that Governor von Scholten put forward his 12 year plan to emancipate the slaves. A plan that was quite unpopular with local plantation owners.
However, John Gottlieb (General Buddhoe) a skilled freed slave was not about to wait 12 years. Buddhoe along with his Admiral Martin King organized the plantation slaves on the West End of St Croix and coordinated a gathering in Frederiksted at the blowing of the conch shell on the morning of July 3, 1848. A large group of slaves and free-coloureds stormed and took Fort Frederik and demanded that by noon the slaves be declared free or they would burn down the town. They sent the ultimatum to Governor von Scholten in Christiansted. Some hypothesize that von Scholten and Buddhoe may have had a previous clandestine agreement. Other stories have it that von Scholten was en route to the slave school at Mount Victory just outside of Frederiksted to oversee an exam when he received word and was diverted. Either way, the deadline was extended slightly and by 3pm von Scholten declared the slaves free avoiding what – knowing the history of the Haitian rebellion – undoubtedly could have been a very bloody battle with many casualties.

Pearl: pearl learned from her mistakes and always rightfully appologized and is shown to feel guinuine remorse for her wrongful actions. Is trying to grow and heal. Treated like the worst charecter to ever exist among fans because she developed an idealized obsession over a person who set her free from what can essentially be called slavery.

Lapis: seen as the victim in an abusive relationship dispite haveing BEEN the abuser, a dick to everyone, never properly appologisezed nor shows any sign of remorse for any of her dicking behavior for anything ever yet all the characters forgive her for some reason, treated like an angel who can do no harm by fans because she’s astheticallly pleasing and the ifans dea of her is drastically diffrent than whats actually in the show

Jasper: treated like an unforgivable abuser dipite haveing been the victim. Begged on her knees for forgiveness (and to get back into a fusion with lapis because classic case of abuse the victim often blames themselves and gose back to the abuser because they feel like they deserve that treatment) then is punched, lapis treated like a hero for it. Jasper being shown no sympathy, some fans want a redemption arch but plenty seem happy to leave her corrupted in a bubble

Seriously u guys are Idealising and shameing the WRONG CHARECTERS

Character Spotlight: Orcs

Hello everyone! It’s World Book Day today, so I figured I’d do another Character Spotlight. For this post, I’ll be focusing on some of the most important green-skinned humanoids in the history of Enis. Do you remember last Character Spotlight where I said most wouldn’t be that long? I was right, this one’s quite longer. Most of these don’t exist at the same time and place as each other, and some are hundreds of years apart. Nevertheless, these orcs are important to the world they live in, for one reason or another. I hope I get these in chronological order.

Without further ado, the Orcs of Enis and the surrounding lands.

WARNING: Long, contains slavery, oppression and bad art at times.

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Building off all that thinking I’ve just been doing about why *exactly* Juri is a lesbian, I’ve been reminded that Juri is associated with the duel Amour, romantic love. Now that for me brings to mind the Latin word amor, meaning love of course, but used very specifically in Latin love elegy as the essence (often the personification) of a single, overriding, obsessive love. In Propertius 1.1 (the programmatic elegy really) when Cynthia first catches him with her eyes, Amor comes and stands on his head and subjugates his pride; the elegists slave under servitium amoris, the slavery of love; every time they attempt to do something else (like write other genres of poetry) they just keep circling back to amor. Isn’t that eminently appropriate for our favourite Lesbian Disaster? Her love for Shiori isn’t just love, but amor.

andtheblueberrymuffin said:                                                                                  This really made it clear that Wildmount and Draconia are/were some really screwed up places, tbh                

Oh, yeah, right, Draconia was on Wildmount, too. So we can add intraracial slavery to the list of fucked up things happening in Wildmount.

And I mean, individually, Zahra and Lilith’s family problems, the Briarwoods and Ripley, Opash, selling your kids into slavery, and what happened in Draconia could have been isolated incidents. But all of that happening on the same fucking continent? Yeeaaah… The next part of the campaign should be fun.