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fatpinkcast:

The fact that this show has even sparked this debate….

*shaking my head*

-M

Christopher Zumski Finke writes:

Despite what we “unequivocally, unavoidably, undeniably” know was a rape, and “as morally discomfiting as it is,” Romano says it’s time we forget it.

Christopher Orr, taking up Romano’s argument, tweets that we should not blame Jaime, the rapist, for the failures of the showrunners. The showrunners did not intend it to happen, and thus, it’s not Jaime’s fault that he raped Cersei.

You see what’s going on here. A rape occurs. A claim is made that this rape was unintentional. Another person says it’s better if we all just forget it. Then another person says, don’t blame the rapist.

Game of Thrones is fiction, and nobody, Alex Graves or Andrew Romano or Christopher Orr, is staking controversial positions here. Television, no matter how much it might affect our culture, is not reality. But this progress of logic—from “We know it was rape” to “Just pretend it didn’t happen”—has become so familiar in our culture that we fail sometimes to even recognize it.

The first reaction I had to Romano’s piece was about my belief that once a piece of art is released to the world, the artist no longer has any authority to direct audiences’ impressions of that work. That’s the brain-space I inhabit.

When I mentioned Romano’s argument to a friend, her first response was: “They’re doing for the show the same thing that happens all the time, finding reasons to excuse a rapist for rape. Not only that—but they are actually performing the role of rapist—writing Cersei’s rape without even realizing she is not consenting.”

I have to admit as soon as she said this I was embarrassed that I had not made the connection. I was engaging in an important debate about a television adaptation of a fantasy series, and the consequences of creative decisions. But regardless of what side I was on, I wasn’t recognizing the other argument that was happening right under my nose: debating whether rape is better off ignored.

…But the implications of pretending a rape did not happen—even a fictional one—should not go unnoticed. Game of Thrones may be fiction, but its viewers live in the same real world where these arguments are used for a similar goal far too often.

epsilonics asked: for the otp meme: jaime, picard?

Picard
OTP: Picard/Bev Crusher, Picard/Enterprise
BrOTP: Picard/Riker I suppose?
OT3: Picard/Bev Crusher/caffeinated breakfast beverages
NOTP: Picard/Wes Crusher (rule 34)

Jaime
OTP: Jaime/Brienne, Jaime/Cersei

BrOTP: Jaime/Tyrion
OT3: Jaime/Brienne/Cersei? Haha actually not really tbh but it’s an interesting triangle or whatever it is.
NOTP:

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formerlyeddardstark asked: top five pieces of asoiaf fanart?

Uhhhhhh oh boy. I’m going to exclude like artists hired to to art for books or card games or stuff.  But I still don’t remember ASOIAF as well as I used to and I don’t think I could narrow it down to five, TBH. But here’s five that I really love? Actually once I planned to do these posts about my favorite fanarts in the fandom in the 10 years that I’ve been in it but that never happened. ANYWAY HERE’S FIVE:


Red Wedding by FatherStone

I like stylized art and this is very stylized, it’s also very dramatic and chaotic and thus a really good match of style to scene. Also FatherStone is super duper nice and I got him a Daily Deviation for this on deviantart and I’m just really attached.


Lyanna Stark by DubuGomdori

I often talk about how I find the romanticization of Lyanna Stark and the Rebellion era in general annoying. But simultaneously (and actually I think it makes sense although it seems hypocritical) I think it’s made some of the prettiest art. Detaching myself from any irritation the fandom has accumulated inside me, I think this is a really expressive piece with Ned and Lyanna, back before I got overdosed on Lyanna deification.


Sun and Candles by Scalesandfins

Again with the me and the stylized appreciation, it’s very illustrator-y and that’s another thing I love. I love the border and the candles and the smoke and Loras wonderful curly hair.


La Belle Dame sans Merci by Elegaer

The first nouveau-inspired ASOIAF piece I ever saw, some time back in college. Love at first sight, and also why I always call Cersei the Belle Dame Sans Merci (all my ideas are stolen.


The Giant in the Castle by Pojypojy
(aka @bidonica)

I can’t even remember all the art by @bidonica I’ve seen over the years or where I might find the link in a hurry right now (I’ve already spent like 20 minutes answering this ask lol) but one thing I love is that it’s inspired by her own personality, knowing as I do that she’s a big fan of horror movies. I also know she loves spaghetti westerns and there’s some cool art she’s done with that kind of influence too. It’s just nice to see fan personalities in fanart, and why I tend to prefer art from before the TV show came out than from after (all of it is so based on how everything looks on HBO, I find it less … personal). Anyway isn’t this badass!!!

I had to try and hurry to answer this (even though I failed at speed) so I only checked my deviantart favorites folder. It’s hard to keep track and I missed lots of great art by great artists!!! But these are five I really love. I could’ve gone on and on, but most of these are artists who aren’t on Tumblr so I thought they wouldn’tve already been seen here.

chacusha replied to your post:“Did anyone buy that one ASOIAF art book that had a painting of Catelyn…”
I think I have the one you’re thinking of. I can scan it later if someone hasn’t already beaten me to it.

TAKO

TAKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

You’re the best! Thank you so so much!!!

Did anyone buy that one ASOIAF art book that had a painting of Catelyn and Jaime in the Riverrun dungeon, by chance?

Because I’ve never seen it.

And if you’ve got like a scanner or a phone cam handy … :) :) :)

(Miss on) W.org on Game of Thrones’ Season 3: pt 1 

This is a write-up of part one of W.org’s two-part video review of Game of Thrones’ third season. This isn’t meant to be an attempt to stir up shit or fandom drama or say that All Good Fans Endorse What I Endorse, so if you disagree with them, or me, that’s fine (and you can say so too, it’s not a big deal). I just find it easier to have written things to respond to and some people said they’d find a write-up interesting. Just because this post is long doesn’t mean it’s meant to be Official Meta or Authoritative Fandom Reporting or anything so keep that in mind when you reblog okay kids? I apologize in advance if I misrepresent anyone’s opinions.

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VULTURE: Game of Thrones Season 3 As Infographics

By Jesse David Fox, Marisa Woocher and Linsey Fields

Game of Thrones season three ended just five days ago and we’ve spent the entire time since missing, thinking about, and analyzing it. And is there a better way of looking back than in graph and chart form? Nope! So that’s exactly what we did. We broke down the Unsullied’s signs of loyalty, the meaning of Westeros wedding colors, what Davos and Melisandre symbolize in relation to Stannis, and more. So take a walk down GoT memory lane, stop at a bar (graph), and eat some pie (charts). 

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rhotten:

SMOULDER. Somehow I don’t think it’s working.

rhotten:

SMOULDER. Somehow I don’t think it’s working.

in-the-land-of-gods-and-monsters asked: Hi! I was wondering if You could do another Poem for Jaime/Brienne and if possible Sansa/Sandor(the hound) 

"Accept My Heart’s Full Thanks" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
└ Jaime/Brienne, A Song of Ice and Fire

Your words came just when needed. Like a breeze,
Blowing and bringing from the wide salt sea
Some cooling spray, to meadow scorched with heat
And choked with dust, and clouds of sifted sand,
That hateful whirlwinds, envious of its bloom,
Had tossed upon it. But the cool sea breeze
Came laden with the odors of the sea
And damp with spray, that laid the dust and sand
And brought new life and strength to blade and bloom.
So words of thine came over miles to me,
Fresh from the mighty sea, a true friend’s heart,
And brought me hope, and strength, and swept away
The dusty webs that human spiders spun
Across my path. Friend—and the word means much—
So few there are who reach like thee, a hand
Up over all the barking curs of spite,
And give the clasp, when most its need is felt,
Friend, newly found, accept my full heart’s thanks.

The Mad King was obsessed with [wildfire]. He loved to watch people burn, the way their skin blackened and blistered and melted off their bones. He burned lords he didn’t like. He burned Hands who disobeyed him. He burned anyone who was against him. Before long, half the country was against him. Aerys saw traitors everywhere. So he had his pyromancer place caches of wildfire all over the city… beneath the Sept of Baelor and the slums of Flea Bottom. Under houses, stables, taverns. Even beneath the Red Keep itself. Finally, the day of reckoning came. Robert Baratheon marched on the capital after his victory at the Trident. But my father arrived first with the whole Lannister army at his back, promising to defend the city against the rebels. I knew my father better than that. He’s never been one to pick the losing side. I told the Mad King as much. I urged him to surrender peacefully. But the king didn’t listen to me. He didn’t listen to Varys who tried to warn him. But he did listen to Grand Maester Pycelle, that grey, sunken cunt. “You can trust the Lannisters,” he said. “The Lannisters have always been true friends of the crown.” So we opened the gates and my father sacked the city. Once again, I came to the king, begging him to surrender. He told me to bring him my father’s head. Then he turned to his pyromancer. “Burn them all,” he said. “Burn them in their homes. Burn them in their beds.” Tell me, if your precious Renly commanded you to kill your own father and stand by while thousands of men, women, and children burned alive, would you have done it? Would you have kept your oath then? First, I killed the pyromancer. And then when the king turned to flee, I drove my sword into his back“Burn them all,” he kept saying. “Burn them all.” I don’t think he expected to die. He… he meant to… burn with the rest of us and rise again, reborn as a dragon to turn his enemies to ash. I slit his throat to make sure that didn’t happen.

Pain shuddered through him … and suddenly the bathhouse was spinning. Brienne caught him before he could fall. Her arm was all gooseflesh, clammy and chilled, but she was strong, and gentler than he would have thought. Gentler than Cersei, he thought as she helped him from the tub, his legs wobbly as a limp cock. “Guards!” he heard the wench shout. “The Kingslayer!”

Jaime, he thought, my name is Jaime.

That Jaime scene gave me flashbacks to my foot surgery and may I just say le ouch I may I may.