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fedonciadale · 10 months
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Hello everyone :) First of all, thank you for continuing to keep my mother's memory alive by still liking and reblogging her metas, it means a lot to me. Second of all, this is simply a reblog by me, Fedonciadale's daughter, so her carefully thought out and collected metas can be accessed more easily. If you are new, please check the pinned post on this blog!
Master meta post
*** Edit: Please check the pinned post on this blog! This post will not be updated anymore as the original owner of the blog, my mother, has passed away.***
Master meta post
So I decided to put together some of my metas/ask posts (that tend to become metas occasionally) for convenience and pin this post.
I have not yet linked all (obviously), but I will revisit this post once in a while and add links…
Also for my numerous ask - evolved into metas I usually added some that I think are representative.
ASOIAF - Bookwise
Meta series on “Singers singing songs and their impact on character in ASOIAF”: part 1: Jon
part 2: Sansa
part 3: Daenerys
part 4: Starks and Lannisters
An ask about Florian and Jonquil (note the excellent additions!)
What is a bittersweet ending? (x, x, x, x)
Meaning of Ice and Fire
GRRM is not a Nihilist
First men and Children of the Forest
Politics in ASOIAF/GoT
Legitimacy of Kings in Westeros
Claim to the throne, right to the throne and the making of Kings
Daenerys and her understanding of history
Marriage annulment
Northern Independence asks (x, x, x)
Food sharing in Westeros
Parallels to Wars of the Roses
Starks
Sibling dynamics: Everyone was the odd one out once in a while
Sansa and Arya (mostly answers to Did Sansa bully Arya? (x, x)
Succession in the North: Was Sansa disinherited (x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x)
Septa Mordane
Dragons vs. direwolves
Targaryens
Would Jon on the throne mean a Targ restoration?
Why did the Targs practice incest and what are the political repercussions?
Jon Snow’s Targ name
Shipping:
Jonsa, Jon€rys and the logic of shipping
Shipping and canon shipping
Why is Jonsa hated?
Bulverism
Show rants:
Catfight at Winterhell: rant, asks (x)
Annulment of marriages in the Middle Ages
Daenerys and her understanding of history
Doubts prior to season 8
Circular storytelling
The full cirlce of Westeros
Why the endgame doesn’t make sense: 1 (Bran) , 2 (Tyrion), 3 (Arya), 4 (Sansa), 5 (Jon)
Women:
Women in Westeros and misogyny - Cersei
Women in Westeros and misogyny - Brienne
Sansa and Feminism
Arya and her feminitiy
Catelyn the advisor
Comparison of Jonsa with other ships
Jonsa and Jon€rys (my oldest post, Nov 2016)
In General: Incest, Endogamy, Exogamy, Genetic attraction phenomenon
Cousin marriage in the Middle Ages
In-world opinions on Cousin marriage, Targ incest
Does a Jonerys marriage solve any problems?
Foreshadowing for Jonsa, Jon€rys and J0nrya
Jonerys foreshadowing
Why Jonerys is incompatible
Comparison of Jonsa and Jonerys foreshadowing
What was GRRM’s original idea?
J0nrya and the original outline
So called J0nrya foreshadowing (= Jonsa foreshadowing in disguise)
Will there be a Jon€rys baby? (x, x, x, x, x)
Arya and Jonsa, J0nrya reunion
Political J0nrya marriage after Sansa’s death?
J0nrya as a possibility in books and show
Anti Dany/Jon/Sansa threesome for Targ restoration
Anti Sansan 
Anti Sanrion
Does Jon have a crush on Alys?
Alys Karstark as possible marriage candidate
Sansa Stark
The Trident incident (x, x)
The ‘Horseface’ question
Precanon crush?
Sansa is Jon’s type
Arguments against Sansa and “Rickard Forrester” as a rando last minute love interest
The Broken Tower in Winterfell
Sansa’s ‘betrayal’
Sansa won’t be disfigured
Sansa’s wishes
Sansa and the Northerners
Sansa and Alysanne Parallels
Sansa and Lady
Dany and Sansa as foils
Sansa as the ‘original villain‘
Does Sansa trust Littlefinger?
Is Sweetrobin getting poisoned?
Sansa and Sweetrobin
Ned and Cat
The man who passes the sentence
Was Ned in love with Ashara and did he have sex with her?
Ned and Cat as parents
The Starks value life
Literal tropes:
Relationship tropes in GoT and ASOIAF
Accidental incest and secret parentage and their outcoming
The function of secret parentage in fiction
What even is incest?
Jonsa and Beauty and the Beast
Fairy tales:
The trickster cat
The Bear and the Maiden fair
The Pig boy
Allerleirauh
Comparisons with Tolkien:
Beren and Luthien: part 1, part 2, part 3
Aragorn and Arwen
The Girl in Grey:
Various asks on the Girl in Grey (x, x, x, x, x)
DarkDany stuff
Why conquer Westeros at all?
A Storm that hits
Conquerors landing on the shore
Will Dany die as a saviour?
Questioning sharply (Dany’s descent into darkness)
Dany and politics
Dany’s ‘hero’s journey’
Dany and Galadriel
Setting up Dany as a villain: the Leni Riefenstahl connection (mostly @une-nuit-pour-se-souvenir but it started with my ask
Dany is not an abolutionist
Fire and Blood:
Methods of foreshadowing
Alysanne
Jaime
Succession in Fire and Blood
Fire and Blood tidbits
Will Arya kill Dany?
Archmaester Glydaen and his bias
Political Jon
Jon the Player, Jon the Deceiver?
Cersei and Aurane Waters as a parallel to Jon and Da€nerys
Deceiving and Lying Starks
Jon the Negotiator
Jon’s political skill on the show
Starks and their political skills
Asks about Political Jon (x, x, x)
Other:
Jaime Lannister as Hand of the King
Jaime as Hand - Hints in F&B (1, 2)
Tully mud, blood, death and sudden change
Rains of Castamere and the futility of revenge
Stark words and Stark obligations
Parallels to Outlaw King
Crack:
Why we should ship Tormund and Dany
HP Verse:
Everything wrong with the HP verse
Good Slytherins
Internalized misogyny in HP and the girly girl
Is S.P.E.W fake woke?
Grey characters in HP
Classism in the HP verse
Is Draco smart?
Hogwarts sorting: How it should go
JKR’s writing
Arthur Weasley and muggles or classism in HP
On redemption arcs: Draco,
On ships in HP: Fremione and Harmony; Anti Romione
My thoughts on : Ginny, Ron
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fedonciadale · 1 year
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Dear followers of this blog,
I’m sorry to tell everyone this but the original owner of this blog, my mother, has passed away at the end of November. I am her daughter and it was her wish that her Tumblr-Account doesn’t get deactivated just yet, so it is still possible to access her Metas and writing even after her passing. I know there are many who enjoyed her writing, her metas and her role in the fandom and that she will be missed. Everything on this blog and her AO3-Account, which is, as far as I know, linked on here, will remain online, as it was my mother’s wish. As of now, I will continue to manage her blog. I will not post anything new.
I want to thank everyone who made her fandoms a pleasant, fun and enriching experience that she wanted to participate in. She truly enjoyed it most of the time and I am glad she found a community. I am happy her writing and thoughts remain this way. I also want to express my condolences.
I want to ask you to please not send multiple messages or condolences to the inbox since I think it will be too much for me to manage. Comments should be fine.
Thank you!
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fedonciadale · 1 year
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Hermione didn’t escape with the others during the war and she died by Bellatrix wand. Her ghost haunts the library at Malfoy Manor, her little bluebell flames the first indication of her presence. 🤍
A little drabble written for this:
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The house reeked of dark magic and burnt ozone. It clung to every surface, staining it with the unsavory odor. The magnificent Malfoy Manor, grand as it once had been, was now the operational base for the Dark Lord from which he now lived in as well. The opulent space had taken on a darker atmosphere. Gone were the merrily flickering chandeliers and torches, replaced by nearly clinical blue orbs of light. The scent of death now lingered. How many had died here, in these walls? Countless. Draco certainly hadn’t kept track.
Most of the family’s private rooms had been sealed off from their live-in guests. Rooms they wished to keep private and untainted. His mothers sitting room. His fathers office. Their own bedchambers. The library.
Draco lingered outside the massive, double doors of the Manor library. They were hand carved mahogany, heavily ornate.
There was no time to read in a war. No time to study. He had been pulled from Hogwarts months ago. The brass handle was cold beneath his fingers, but the door granted him access effortlessly and silently.
The library was dark, the torches no longer lit. They didn’t need to be. Light spilled in from the hallway, casting long dark shadows across the wooden floor. The sunlight peered through the shut drapes, barely illuminating the shelves in stunted warmth. His shoes echoed across the floor as he moved towards the middle of the room. It was silent, but comfortably so. This space hadn’t been tainted by the war. The books had kept their own memories from a different time.
A light seemed to flicker down one of the rows of shelves, and Draco drew towards it. Like a moth to a flame, the little dancing blue light called to him. He had never witnessed them here before. The books that rest on the shelves were filled with magic, and many had magical qualities that could make them appear alive.
“Is anyone here?” Draco asked in a low voice, keeping it steady. He would loathe to think a Death Eater had crept in here and was ruining this sanctuary with their antics. Another blue orb flickered to life besides the first, the pair dancing lazily in the air.
“Malfoy?” A voice called, the sound floating on the air itself.
He turned on his heel, silver eyes glancing around the room to find the source. He recognized that voice. It haunted him.
“Quit playing games with me, Goyle.” He snapped impatiently.
A hazy mist appeared before him, slowly solidifying until a spectral form came into focus. He felt his heart lodging in his chest as eyes met his, her face surrounded by waves of loose curls. He could make out everything about her, from the dance of freckles across her nose down to the way her lashes fluttered.
“Granger.”
A dispirited smile lifted the corner of her lips.
“What are you doing here?” He asked her. As if he didn’t know.
“I can’t seem to leave.”
A pang struck him; many had died yet he had to run into any other ghosts that haunted the Manor. What had made her stay?
“Well, figure it out. I can’t have you flitting about and causing a ruckus. My mother will be distraught to have a Mudblood tainting the halls.”
He moved to step past her, but paused at her words, “I can’t leave this room. It’s been lonely.”
Draco turned his head to look at her. Down at her, really. Had she always been such a short little thing? Well, she wasn’t really anymore as she was dead. Her ghost seemed diminutive. Her arms were wrapped around her waist as she looked at him, brows furrowed.
“I have things to do.” He snapped, but there was no bite to his words.
“Will you… will you return?” Her voice was barely above a whisper. There was almost a hopefully glint to her eyes as she looked up at him. A pleading. It had been months since her death.
Draco glanced towards the door before back at her, his only response a slight tip of his head before he swept from the room. He looked once more before he shut the door to where she lingered, her corporeal glow seeming to cast a light of its own amongst the shelves.
And he would return to her.
Everyday, through the war and after. He spent his days reading to her until it seemed as if they had managed to read every book in the library. There were times he swore he could feel her. Touch her. Brush a curl away when she leaned over him. Even as he grew old, she remained the same. But she didn’t seem to mind, and she greeted him the same. One day, many heads into the future, Draco carried his tired body to the library to sit upon the chair by the fire, just as he had for the last few decades. She joined him, but her smile was sad. Her hand came to brush his face, as if to wipe away the tired lines that marred his skin. Draco closed his eyes one last time, almost able to feel her fingers.
Hermione Granger left the Manor that day, her fingers linked with Draco’s as their spirits finally departed.
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✨ Ems’ favorite ships (1/?): John Sheridan & Delenn of Mir ✨ 
Please, have her come in. I’ve been looking forward to meeting her.
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John and Delenn │ Thirdspace
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fedonciadale · 1 year
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dni unless you have a thorough knowledge of music, singing, drawing, dancing, all the modern languages, all while possessing a certain something in your air and manner of walking, the tone of your voice, your address and expressions-
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fedonciadale · 1 year
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Consider
Instead of having Moiraine and Siuan grow out of their queerness and fall in love with men, wouldn’t it be way, way funnier if, after Thom rescues Moiraine and Gareth and Siuan mutually save one another, Thom and Gareth re-meet and fall in love with each other? They can be like “Light it sucks to be thrown out of Caemlyn by Morgase with an execution order on your coattails,” aaaand kiss.
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TOLKIENWEEK 2022 Day 10: Hope
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fedonciadale · 1 year
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BATTLE OF DILFS
Choose your fighter!!
Armitage
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Viggo
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Hugo
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Charles
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Ben
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Joe
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Mr. Owen
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Vater, Vater, ich versuche durch Nacht und Wind zu reiten, aber ich bin verdammt dick und das Klatschen von meinen Arschbacken weckt ständig den Erlkönig auf :/
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Robert Aramayo as Elrond The Rings of Power, Episode 1
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fedonciadale · 1 year
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"it sucks that the most visible women with political power in the last century have almost all been right wing/conservatives" babe theres a reason for that 💗
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fedonciadale · 1 year
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It's so important to remember that tumblr is bad. Has been bad. And will likely remain bad for the foreseeable future. And that is vital to our survival. If Tumblr was a good website that worked, it would get turned into a corporate hellscape like every other site. It's so important that Tumblr is broken and poorly run and impossible to effectively navigate. It's all that's keeping us safe.
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“We spoke a lot about his parentage. He’s sort of an orphan, and there are unhealed wounds that exist within him. Elrond is part-human, and his brother Elros, who chose to be human and eventually founded Númenor, were raised by their captor as children. I liked the showrunners’ ability to collaborate with that, because it became important to me that he’s an orphan and that he doesn’t belong here or there. I’d gained such passion for Eärendil and Elwing, Elrond’s parents, who appear in the Silmarillion, everything they’d achieved. It’s a lot to live up to for him!”
- Robert Aramayo on Elrond
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fedonciadale · 1 year
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Can I watch a great film knowing the actresses in it were terrorized and mistreated the entire time? Can I watch a football game knowing that the players are getting brain injuries right before my eyes? Can I listen to my favorite albums anymore knowing that the singers were all beating their wives in between studio sessions? Can I eat at the new fancy taco place knowing when the building that used to be there got bulldozed eight families got kicked out of their homes so they could be replaced with condos and a chain restaurant? Can I wear the affordable clothes I bought downtown that were probably assembled in a sweatshop with child labor? Can I eat quinoa? Can I eat this burger? Can I drink this bottled water? Can I buy a car and drive to work because I’m sick of taking an hour each way on the subway? Whose bones do I stand on? Whose bones am I standing on right now? 
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