Hi there! I'm Minutia. I write fanfiction, draw the occasional fanart, and burble on about fannish things. I also do other things, but not with this identity.
a fairytale were a young girl is kidnapped and forced to marry a demon king and instead of being like no! never! shes like fine as long as i get to help you destroy and hes like lol cool but soon shes doing a bit too much and her husband king is like okay enough power and shes like bye see you in the dungeon and hes like what and hes dragged away cause now everyone is more loyal to her and she reigns over the underworld and the surface world with a cold iron fist
Well there was Khanda in the Sagamore series?
All right, but then why include the killing/saving at all? If Mikasa really needed someone to kill the first two sex slavers and inspire her to be a badass, her mother was right there and could have played that role effectively (and then died as mothers tend to do in these things, but that’s a different rant). Eren could still have given her his scarf and accepted her into his family and given her a home in the world and all that afterwards. But that’s not how the writer(s) of Attack on Titan chose to play it.
You call it a random act of killing/saving, and in terms of internal story consistency it kind of is, but in terms of the larger cultural milieu it really isn’t random at all—it’s the same story of a man winning a woman’s love by saving her from rapists that gets told over and over and over to the point where a) it says some weird things about our culture(s), and b) it has become really boring.
(To me, anyway. There are plenty of people whose narrative kink it is, and I don’t see any point in shaming anyone’s kinks, narrative or otherwise. It’s the ubiquity of this one that means, among other things, that people who like stories about men saving women from rapists can get them anywhere, whereas it is a lot harder for me to find stories about codependent quasi-siblings. So it makes me extra pissy when something that looks like a story catering to my interests turns out to be a story catering to theirs.)
I’m not trying to say that Mikasa isn’t a strong character, or that being rescued by a man automatically makes a female character weak. I would really have no issue with Eren saving Mikasa once in a while, what bugs me is this: Up until episode six, Mikasa was consistently portrayed as being a more effective fighter than Eren. (And she still is in the set-in-the-present parts of the episode.) But the backstory shows that not only was Eren a more effective fighter from the first time they met, but that he is in fact the cause of Mikasa’s later competence. It really changes the relationship dynamic between them, and changes it in a way that makes it more acceptable as a romance with typical gender roles, and I find that kind of icky.
So, after seeing Attack on Titan start to crop up all over my tumblr dashboard, after several writers I like started writing for the fandom, and several artists I like started drawing for it, after gathering that it was about heroism and self-sacrifice and brothers-and-sisters-in-arms and buckets of angst, I said to myself, self, maybe you should watch this thing, and then you could participate in this seemingly-awesome fandom.
Then I didn’t do it because I find it kind of difficult to fit watching tv shows into my schedule.
But I have finally gotten around to watching the first six episodes, and, okay here is the thing.
I love protective older sisters with kid brothers, okay? It is a narrative kink of mine. Protective older sisters who are nevertheless kind of douchey to their kid brothers? YES PLEASE. So although Eren is a character type that I ordinarily could not give two fucks about, and Mikasa’s character type is only marginally more interesting to me, they had this great thing that I really like going on, right?
Let me tell you how much I hated episode six!
Oh, so Mikasa’s backstory is that her parents were killed and she was kidnapped by sex slavers? Really, show? Did we really have to go there? Oh, and Eren saves her? By killing two grown men with primitive weaponry when he’s like, six? Because he’s apparently that much of a badass, since fucking when? While she is tied up and helpless, REALLY? Okay, so she kills the third guy (after a rousing speech from Eren) but still.
… Oh, wait, he saved her from rapists, that means it is TRUE LOVE, doesn’t it. Fuck you, show, fuck you a lot. Why did you have to promise me this thing I like and then turn it into this thing I hate?
Lady Vorkosigan might think they had little in common, but Bothari was only other person who was reliably up at 3 in the morning and just as high or in pain as Kou was. They played poker, usually. Bothari was surprisingly bad at it. Kou, of course, was very good at it. (It was how he’d ended up in the Leper Colony, after all.)
They played poker, two proles without great service or antecedents, and sometimes said things they would have regretted anyone else hearing.
"Her name was Elena."
"I don’t even know if I’ll ever get it up again."
oh god by the way I highly rec this drabble my friend wrote about Sam Vimes and Javert and Jim Gordon in a bar. READ IT. (If you are interested in at least two of the characters, anyway.) IT IS SHORT AND A GEM.
"And you haven’t caught him," the Frenchman went on, scorn creeping steadily into his voice, "He dresses like a bat and you haven’t caught him."
"Well at least I didn’t miss mine when he was right under my nose as the mayor of my town."
"That was a very special circumstance!" the Frenchman yelled. "You cannot imagine the horror of having to accuse your superior of breaking parole and faking his identity all on the basis of how he lifted a cart!