female awesome meme – [1/20] females in a movie: gaby teller
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When your baby leaves you all alone
And nobody calls you on the phone
Don’tcha feel like cryin’
Don’tcha feel like cryin’
Well, here I am, my honey, c’mon baby, cry to me
BIG SMILE WIPES A TEAR
Big Smile, Thank You! (and to rencat and yavierel when i first posted this)
I’m not sure it this might come off bad, but honestly this fic -at least in concepts- is the one that feels the most like Tolkien would be okay with? Because not only is it a love of dogs but the closest to Christian values and theological ideas. The title is a joke on Mary, but not really a joke? I wasn’t mocking (except the nervous self-mocking) but more like waving a signal flag. That the lynch-pin is that Faron had pity on this Fallen creature, a pity that maybe wasn’t totally pure because I don’t know what that looks like nor think his character at the moment could, but was definitely supposed to be close to that idea of grace. That the former warg received grace (via Faron and the Valar) and even if she can’t get -and specifically doesn’t ask or expect but stills desires and hopes- forgiveness, wishes to express her gratitude towards him. As I’ve said before, I was raised basically atheist via absence of any religious education, with only a “God is the mathematical symbol pi” and pop culture osmosis -American culture being not only Christian but generally Protestant even in the secular so even then… But my dad was a very lapsed Catholic, so with his side of the family I got dragged to Easter Mass once every few years growing up. IDK what I’m really trying to say is I was trying to incorporate those ideas of grace with my understanding of the theology being what I’ve picked up from art and fiction. Tolkien’s approach and his meta and meta on him has frankly taught me more than any sermons.

This rain has feelin’ a little swampy. Y’all be careful out there. Sending love from East Texas own – Caddo Lake. Photo thanks to @caddolake.
edkn:
Everyone goes on an on about how crazy Batman is to dress like a bat and fight crime, how he’s just as insane as his rogues gallery. But the moment the films portray him with an /actual/ mental illness like ptsd, they freak out and make fun of it ad nausea. Just saying.
Because for nose people, the driven, obsessive Batman is an acceptable kind of crazy. Nolan’s Batman almost seemed a little ashamed of the Bat theme, which is why the vehicles and suit were repurposed military tech and the only concession to the theme was painting them black and the cowl and cape. After Batman Begins, we only saw Bat themed weapons once with the bat darts in Rises. The suit became more like armour. The theatricality was pretty thin after Begins. Besides that, Bruce just seemed like a man with a singular mission, waiting for the moment he could retire.
BvS’s Batman is seriously disturbed. Still having nightmares about his family, still having triggers, he’s unbalanced and dangerous. This is a man who is choosing to dress like a bat until somebody kills him. The bat was his coping mechanism, his comfort blanket, but now it’s just his routine, his addiction.
We finally got a Batman whose mental issues make sense and explain better why he’d dress as a bat and fight people every night, and it gets so much ridicule and misunderstanding.Maybe it makes them uncomfortable that their male fantasy role model is a man who is dealing with serious trauma and mental illness. A man who isn’t as “cool” as they’d like him to be, as if being cool is the most important thing about him. They’ve attached a sort of toxic masculinity and invincibility to batman. It also shows how mental illness is still an “avoided” topic, how they’ve minimized/trivialized its influence/effect on the character.
Batman and Superman might be the biggest victims of hyper male power fantasy roles out of all the comic book characters. Batman is dubbed cool because even though he has no powers, he is rich, has no boss and has a shitload of gadgets. A lot of those Batman fans you guys are talking about don’t see why he should have a Robin and gloss over the moments in the comics where he shows kindness and empathy towards people, especially kids. They also gloss over his paranoia and the trauma watching your parents get killed in front of you would bring. Hypermasculine men aren’t supposed have feelings or trauma! They are supposed to do whatever they want consequences be damned!
And then there’s Superman. He isn’t rich, but he does have actual superpowers and is considered one of the most powerful superheroes ever. Yeah haters deem him too powerful, but I’m not talking about haters. I’m talking about the Superman fans who scream “Not muh Superman!” when it comes to Henry Cavill’s Superman. They too buy into the hypermasculine idea that since Superman is so powerful then he must always be right. And since he’s the symbol of Hope, he must always be a perfect role model. Always smiling, always be a good example for humanity. He can never have self doubt, or his own trauma that comes from fighting powerful villains like Zod(”Do the nightmares ever stop?”) A symbol of Hope must have none of these things. Oh and he’s supposed to be able to save everyone all the time and if he doesn’t then he’s “selfish” and “apathetic”
There are many things about Batman v Superman I am grateful for, but the one thing I’m most grateful for is stripping away that toxic masculinity narrative and showing who Batman and Superman actually are. They have always been more than the hypermasculine Might makes Right tropes that people want to slap on them. They’ve been written to be more than that long before Zack Snyder came along. It’s just nice to see it finally on the big screen
A lot of what you guys are saying is true but it doesn’t justify mass murdering Batman, if you remove that from the movie we arguably have the best Batman on the big screen. And Superman should absolutely NEVER doubt whether or not he should save people. What makes him Superman is that even if the whole world tells him to stop he won’t because he knows he should save people.
I am SO TIRED of this ridiculous argument. If you want heroes with flaws that can be fixed with a band aid inside of a two-hour movie, go back to the MCU they are HAPPY to provide that service. You’re arguing against some of the GREATEST Superman stories ever told right now, probably in defense of the dcau version or the Donner version of this character. Superman NEEDS self doubt, Batman NEEDS to make bad choices, these are just the needs of good storytelling.
Are you hearing yourself?? If the whole world authentically wanted Superman to stop what he was doing, HE WOULD, because he isn’t some bullshit paternal figure, he’s not our god, he is a man who can do more than most of the people on planet, and he absolutely needs to do so with our consent. How terrifying a hero would Superman be if he didn’t consider the consequences of his actions, if he didn’t consider the fallout? If he just DID things based on his own internal sense of right and wrong and never once questioned his choices? This is EXACTLY what Superman stories deal with; what he should and shouldn’t do, what he ought to use his power for. If you aren’t interested in seeing him wrestle with that, what the heck do you come to those stories for??
If you don’t like it, that’s fine, but stop confusing a narrative that’s not to your taste with a misinterpretation of these characters.
I agree with you on superman: self-reflection is a necessary path for his character to take because honestly, it’s a really human thing to do
But Batman indiscriminately killing is not a “hero with flaws” or a different interpretation of the characters
Affleck’s Batman’s mental illness as a fully realized thing was fantastic and incredibly welcome, but taking away his basic moral code of “no killing” ruins his basic character for me
Yes, he’s mentally ill and probably dangerous but the fact that he respects human life and puts limits on himself despite how violent he is makes him an actual hero for me, not a trussed up murderer like the punisher
For all people I follow are saying that this is the most accurate batman they’ve seen, I wanted my batman. A flawed, mentally ill, PTSD ridden vigilante yet with a vast family of orphans and outcasts, a kindness and a strict moral code that he truly believes in
I got a punisher rip off because edgier = deep in today’s comic world. Go figureI mean, I agree with you that Batman wasn’t acting like Batman and that that was hurtful and frustrating, those are definitely emotions I felt, and if I thought that that wasn’t in a very large way the point of the narrative, I would feel like it was a writing mistake.
But the movie shows to me, over and over again, that we go from a character who IS Batman, running through the streets of Metropolis caring for its people and helping those on the ground, to a character who is basically NOT Batman, the creature that Bruce has created, (with A LOT of help from Lex Luthor, because Lex is a GREAT villain) the man wasting time and effort and resources on chasing a rock in order to execute an alien, to finally being someone on the road to being the Batman we know and love again, someone who respects that 20 years in gotham fighting crime is worth the time and it means something.
I mean, we should KNOW something is wrong because for him to discount all this good work he’s done is frightening and repugnant. It’s a betrayal of those of us who love this character, those of us to whom he means something. Something is very, very, wrong that needs to be fixed. That’s the whole point.
When I say Batman “makes bad decisions” that is a HUGE understatement. In this movie, Batman is destroying everything that he stands for. If the narrative thought he was on the right path, then Alfred wouldn’t be so pissed at him in literally every single scene they share.
Totally agree with that last comment. The Batman that Bruce becomes in this film isn’t meant to be the one we all know and love. We’re meant to see how far over the line he has gone, and how Superman ultimately helps him see that and changes him. We’re not supposed to be happy with the killing, or his obsession with killing an alien on the off chance he’ll go bad. The movie’s narrative clearly shows us it’s different and not ok. This is not who Batman should be.
Alfred is the stand-in for the audience, telling Bruce things have changed and not for the better, showing censure in everything he says to Bruce in this film. That whole exchange in the plane after Batman and Superman fight, where Bruce tell Alfred he doesn’t deserve him and Alfred replies “no sir, you don’t”, and later when Bruce realizes he needs Kryptonite weapons to tackle Doomsday, and Alfred tell him that would be helpful “if he had any left”. Oh the frustration and censure in his tone! Alfred isn’t just being sassy, he’s giving the hard truth to Bruce. If he hadn’t wasted his time trying to kill an innocent man he’d be better prepared. As he is now, Bruce doesn’t really deserve Alfred’s loyalty and service, even though Alfred will continue to give it.
This film was about showing the heroes we love at their darkest and most difficult point, where they almost lose themselves and their purpose. It’s not Zack’s definitive view of these characters, it’s showing that they can still be that symbol of hope and justice even after enduring challenges that strip them to their most basic levels.
This film is about losing oneself and finding it again. It’s about hope and change even in dark times. That Batman that you want, @whatisthisoutsideyouspeakof I’m willing to bet that we will see for real in Justice League. We are continually hearing about how Bruce has been inspired by Clark’s example, that he is more hopeful, that he is more caring, even of the criminals he fights. We’re getting to that Batman, and this was the transition piece to get us there.
This approach may not work for everyone, but I loved it because seeing a hero I love truly struggle and then decide to do what’s right even in the face of loss and hardship is far more affecting to me than one who simply is that way and never deviates. It makes them far more relatable and human to me.
Our Lady of Canine Compassion
Was eating lunch today and thinking about this dangling thread from Release from Bondage that is one of those things I as the author knew I cared about more likely than any possible reader.
Craban, who claimed the forest adjacent to Faron and Faelindis’s cottage as his to tend, was the one to engineer this unsettling meeting. He did so out of a sense of compassion, and Faron would never begrudge him. The afternoon was sunny, the weather perfect, and Faron stood at the edge of his garden at a loss for chores to occupy his time until Faelindis returned from the bakery. Craban had wandered out of the underbrush that skirted the forest with his giant hound
Lairë
beside him and called out to Faron to meet with him and his guest. Craban often wandered out of the forest with a story or trinket in hand to show to Faron, leaving his canine companion to lounge in the meadow as he partook in tea and gossip with Faron and Faelindis. Craban’s hound stayed out of the cottage, less due to his imposing size and more to do with Faron’s lingering memories of imprisonment in Angband as a wretched warg-keeper. Lairë was no werewolf, and yet the grey fur was not the only similarity. Faron could not suppress his involuntary flinching when the canine lingered in the periphery of his senses.
Only when Lairë halted as his owner walked forward, watching Faron with yellow eyes and the open-mouthed smile of happily panting dogs, could Faron see that a second animal was following Craban. Craban also stopped well before the low stone wall that delineated Faron’s garden and the meadow that shifted into forested lands. Their third companion paused, then walked up so that the overhanging trees no longer blocked any sunlight on its fur. It was another hound, much smaller than Lairë, with body and legs too short to run with Oromë’s packs, round eyes above a small muzzle, and large pointed ears covered in cascading hair. It looked fuzzy, delicate, and most of all nonthreatening, and yet by the hunched posture and tentative way it crept forward, and the sense of nervously underlying Craban’s causal greeting, Faron was suspicious. “Who is this you wish me to meet? Has Lairë and his siblings tired of you and yours, and you wish to replace them? Or has Lord Oromë tasked you to raise new hounds? This one does not look like His normal coursers; I doubt its skill at hunting much of anything.”
“She was a hunter once,” Craban admitted, “and once one of Lord Oromë’s, but it is you she requested to meet, if you would be willing.”
“What mean you by once? And why I?” Faron no longer reached for the door of his garden fence, suddenly thankful he had not yet opened it. “What business does a Hound of Oromë have with me?”
“To thank you for your kindness. For your pity.”
Faron sputtered. “What? When would I have met- How?”
The smaller hound approached the fence, tail held low and tucked between her back legs. Several of Faron’s strange suspicions were confirmed as the dog opened her mouth to speak words. “I implored Mistress Nienna to learn of where you might be, and requested this elf’s assistance in approaching you so I may speak to you. I promise I shall only come this once, if you so wish, but beg that you hear me out. I understand if my presence disturbs you, but I felt my duty to come to you and express my gratitude and remorse. This form is new to me. For years unnumbered since before the awakening of elves I was confined to another most dreadful body, one of His wargs. I do not …like those memories, that form, the terrible thing I was and fear I inflicted, the fear I lived with. I know I was cruel, and yet I remember you. You were kind to us and needed not be. You tended my wounds, even as my teeth wounded you. We did nothing to deserve it, and yet your heart was moved by pity for us. I kept that memory, though I wish I had not the others. You wished for us peace and joy, freedom from terror. I wished to show you that I am free.” The tail wagged. “I am too accustomed to wearing a material body of four legs and a good nose, but I desired a body that would no longer threaten elves. There are so many types of hounds, I have learned. I picked one that was not bred for hurting others. Something to be loomed over, something weak. Something a hand would reach to pet. I have discovered I like pets!”
Faron laughed and felt natural to do so. Lairë had barked in agreement.
The ex-thrall of Angband searched the features of the canine before him, seeing nothing in the brightly patterned and clean fur, the round brown eyes, wet dark nose, small muzzle and tiny hare-like feet that resembled the monsters he had been forced to tend during his enslavement. He remembered that moment of pity, those last words to the oldest warg bitch. There was no maddened red to those soft eyes, just a tentative hopefulness. A touch of wisdom, too, Faron thought, though that might have been the mention of Lady Nienna.
“I am glad,” Faron said, and was surprised at the truthfulness of his words. “If it…could you tell me your name?”
The former Hound of Oromë pulled her tail up to drape over her back like a flag, large ears perked towards Faron and wrinkles creasing her brow. “Will you give me one? I will not use my old one, and I forgot the one I entered with. You who gave me food and compassion – I want you to name me and no other. If you please. I understand if you wish not.”
Faron nodded.
Send me a character and a number for a headcanon.
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the dark knight returns is an accurate batman characterization and should be a reference point to all batwriters: no
the dark knight returns is an exacerbation of the darkest subtext within the batmythos and therefore most of its relevance is metatextual: yes
What Batman was really doing during the fight
Anyway here is the gifset you’ve all been waiting for
Please tell me there’s a post that runs down the story parallels between Jyn Erso of Rogue One and Gabby Teller of The Man from U.N.C.L.E.



















